Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 817 - 420: Intertwined Fates

What?

He widened his eyes, and couldn’t help but let out a villager’s sound from the block game: "Hmm?"

The Sun Goddess listened to his strange response, her frown deepening, instinctively responding: "Hmm?"

Herbert stared, seemingly connected by radio waves, and continued with a passionate call: "Hmm!!?"

But unfortunately, this time, the other party did not indulge him further.

"..."

The Sun Goddess responded to Herbert’s abstractness with a cold look of idiocy.

Though given a sidelong glance by the Goddess, Herbert felt rather delighted, relieved.

He’s not a masochist; he wouldn’t feel pleased by being given a white eye.

His true relief came from suddenly realizing something crucial--the Sun Goddess didn’t seem angered by his actions!

"Well..."

Herbert hesitated, yet couldn’t help but ask: "Are you really not angry? Really feel there’s nothing wrong?"

Without clarifying this matter, he couldn’t completely relax.

The Sun Goddess’s frown deepened, somewhat impatiently saying: "Why should I be angry?"

Honestly, she was a bit annoyed.

She wasn’t angry initially, but being asked repeatedly, was starting to feel angry.

"Well, you’ve seen it, haven’t you?"

Herbert sensed the other party was on the verge of patience and proactively explained:

"Ahem! You see, I’ve brought them to your Sanctuary, and let everything enter the Holy Water... is this okay?"

Herbert’s voice faltered further, even he was starting to lose confidence.

No, is this really okay?

This must be problematic, right!

After Herbert spoke, the Sun Goddess did not answer directly but instead brought up another matter.

"You felt no fear facing the Evil God, nor when I controlled your body, yet now, facing me, you feel uneasy."

She quietly watched Herbert, recalling the will she felt from his soul when her consciousness descended into his body.

Resolute, confident, brave... embodying nearly all a Paladin needed.

His heart was full of arrogance towards the Divine, even contempt—not just against the Evil God, including her too.

Herbert equally despised all Gods.

Understanding this, the Sun Goddess was all the more puzzled.

Why would such a Blasphemer suddenly lose his confidence?

And now, she knew the answer.

"Are these your reasons?"

Herbert calmed down, softly said: "Yes, because of this, I want to know if you would be angry for it?"

The Divine watched the mortal, feeling his unease rapidly dissipating, gently nodded.

"It’s nothing."

No exaggeration, no pretending to be mysterious, the Divine expressed her attitude calmly.

She didn’t care.

"I see..."

Suddenly relieved completely, Herbert realized.

He seemed to have overthought it.

Do not attempt to understand the Divine’s thoughts from a mortal’s perspective.

Especially with such ancient Deities, secular notions don’t suit them.

What’s considered a great blasphemy in his view, wasn’t significant to the Divine.

Different Gods think differently, not to be generalized.

Some so-called forbidden matters, cared by some Deities, but completely ignored by others.

The Sun Goddess did not care that Flora and the others entered the Sanctuary.

Preventing the Devil-like evil beings from entering the Sun Sanctuary was a rule set by the Sun Church itself.

There were no explicit standards, an unwritten consensus deemed correct.

No one asked the Divine if they felt desecrated by it.

Similarly, there’s no restriction on entering the Holy Water Pool either.

In some High Tier Divine Skill rituals, the injured, the deceased are placed into the Holy Water Pool for healing.

So, from the Sun God’s perspective, Herbert had no reason to feel uneasy.

Does this mean inviting Her to bathe together...?

As Herbert prepared to let his thoughts wander, Alberta silently added: "If you continue, I will indeed be angry."

Kid, that’s enough, don’t go too far.

To this, Herbert responded with a triple denial—I am not! I didn’t! You’re talking nonsense!

"Ahahaha, what are you saying? Nothing has happened yet! Don’t mind, don’t mind..."

After shrugging it off, Herbert coughed twice, changed the topic: "Since you’re not mad about this, then what were you referring to earlier?"

"Her."

Alberta glanced at the Demon who was seated with closed eyes in the corner of the Sanctuary, her gaze flashed with a faint anomaly, seemingly disgust yet also reminiscent.

"Are you sure you want to bear her fate?"

A moment later, the Sun Goddess looked back at the Paladin, calmly said: "I know what you want to do, but are you really prepared for the consequences?"

"What you’re doing is forcibly altering her fate, reversing its flow... and that requires a price."

Herbert realized what the Sun Goddess was referring to—forcefully reversing Flora’s fate.

"If she cannot bear it, then you’ll bear all remaining consequences."

The Divine gazed at the increasingly serene mortal, slowly questioned:

"Your fate is already perilous, covered in thorns of the Gods, it’s possible to perish at any moment."

"Even so, do you still want to keep bearing others’ fate? Willingly take on this filthy, wicked, fallen fate."

The Divine interrogated the mortal.

Attempted to awaken him.

Seemed also seeking an answer.

And facing the Divine’s inquiry, the mortal didn’t hesitate, readily answered.

"She’s neither filthy, nor wicked, nor ever fallen."

Herbert first denied Alberta’s assessment, then shrugged, smiled: "You know this well, otherwise you wouldn’t have allowed her to enter here."

The Sun Goddess indeed has no prejudice against mortal races, but holds strong opinions against wickedness.

If Flora were truly evil, she would’ve been wholly purified the moment she entered here.

"Regarding the matter of bearing fate... what’s the problem?"

Herbert smiled brightly, casually blinked, jestingly said: "Do you think I can’t do it? Or think I have no qualification?"

The mortal questioned, not needing the Divine’s answer.

He provided the answer himself.

"It’s doable."

Herbert calmly yet resolutely said: "I don’t care if you’re probing or wanting answers from me, my answer won’t change."

"Moreover, I’m not about to do it, I’ve always been doing it."

He looked at Flora, embraced Valentina in his arms, finally glanced at Kreti, head down in the corner.

His gaze swept around, the curve of his smile increased.

"Not just her, but her, or her, I’ve long been bearing their fate."

When exactly did I start bearing their fate?

After forming deeper relations with them? Or after making promises with them?

No, neither.

"From the very beginning."

Herbert’s lips lightly curled, speaking in a pained yet casual tone:

"From the moment I became the Prison Warden of the Disciplinary Hall, from meeting them there, my fate was already intertwined with theirs."

Bearing others’ fate?

This saying seems too weighty.

Rather than bearing, Herbert preferred calling it "sharing."

Only that, those sharing the fate with him, there’s a tad more of them.

"Oh, by the way."

Speaking, Herbert seemed to remember something, looked up at the Divine’s phantom, suddenly smiled joyously.

The mortal gazed upon the Divine, in an eerie tone softly said: "Even you, are the same."

"Our fate, is also long intertwined."

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