Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 397 - 268 Demon = Cat? (4K)

"You, you this... pfft!"

After being stunned for a moment, the demon blinked and, disregarding elegance, laughed at the boy’s awkward posture.

"Haha, what have you been through? Hahaha!"

She was so rude because Herbert’s appearance was somewhat unexpected.

In the past, Herbert had always presented himself as an elegant noble with both appearance and bearing when in front of her.

Although sometimes he and Flora conspired against her, his "ruthless and insidious" methods were also quite in line with Kreti’s taste.

But now, Herbert’s current appearance... Kreti could only describe it as "ridiculous."

Herbert looked like he was pierced with countless black feathers—no, he was indeed pierced through!

She seemed to see a porcupine.

Herbert’s entire body was not spared from being "visited" by black feathers, as if he had been struck by a storm of black feathers.

Sleeves, clothes, pants... even the top of his head was not spared!

There were even a few black feathers slanted in his snow-white hair, swaying with his movements.

Seeing Herbert in this state, Kreti couldn’t hold back at all and burst into hearty laughter. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Hahaha!"

Laughing, she walked over, and couldn’t resist whistling teasingly.

"Seeing your pitiful look, did you go to the Shadow Plane and have a fight with a Shadow Raven? How did you get covered in feathers?"

"Did you lose?"

She walked over to Herbert, raised her hand to pluck the feather "fallen" on his chest, ready to tease him further.

"Haha, look at you, you this is... um?"

Pfft!

As Kreti casually pulled it out, a burst of blood sprayed from where that feather once was.

The blood turned into a blood arrow, shooting straight towards her unguarded face.

"Eh!?"

Whoosh—

Although Kreti didn’t expect this, her reflexes were fast enough; she tilted her head to avoid the sneak attack of the blood column, only allowing a few drops of blood to splash on her cheek.

???

Wait, what’s going on here?

This is...

"I didn’t attack you on purpose; you had to be the one with the itchy hands." Herbert rolled his eyes, raising a hand to pluck out another black feather.

Whoosh—

Kreti sidestepped again, dodging another splattering blood arrow, quickly blinking, and finally noticed something odd about Herbert.

Because Herbert looked natural, his whole demeanor was too calm, which made Kreti unconsciously overlook how the feathers managed to "stay" on Herbert’s body.

Those dark feathers weren’t sticking to Herbert’s clothes but were stabbed into his flesh like countless blades!

Herbert seemed to have been pierced by hundreds of flying swords, every wound silently oozing blood.

Even among his hair, those feathers had sunk into his scalp, dyeing the roots a crimson hue.

"You this is..."

Kreti was silent for a moment, collecting her laughter, shaking her head with a look full of guilt.

Looking at Herbert earnestly, she said in a low voice, "Sorry, I understand now! I misspoke earlier."

She honestly admitted her mistake, then...

"Seeing you covered with quills, you... must not have met a Shadow Raven, but some porcupine demon, right? Haha!"

After pretending to say something profound, Miss Devil regained her previous arrogant posture, winking continuously at Herbert.

Does she look like a little girl scared by Herbert’s current "blood-drenched disaster"?

No way!

Miss Devil expressed that this is all child’s play~

From Kreti’s aesthetic perspective, although this scene is okay, it lacks something and doesn’t meet the standards of an artwork.

Yeah, it still lacks a little spark.

Of course, Herbert wasn’t fooled by Miss Devil’s pathetic acting skills, not believing she would suddenly turn sentimental.

Joking, she’s a demon after all.

If she doesn’t kick you when you’re down, you’re already lucky.

Count on her feeling sorry for you?

That’s really thinking too much.

"Hmph."

Herbert smirked, letting out a mocking laugh.

"Laugh, laugh, go ahead and laugh."

While raising his hand to pluck out the feathers on his body, he hummed lightly:

"Remember, every word you say now, I will report to her truthfully! Don’t regret it later."

Shadow Raven, huh?

Porcupine demon, huh?

Fine.

Let’s see how brave you are; I’ll go complain to Luhier later!

"Hmm?"

Kreti was taken aback by Herbert’s attitude, blinking.

"Her"?

Who?

...Who cares who she is!

"Heh, do you think I’m afraid of your threats?"

Kreti proudly lifted her chin, saying, "Do you think saying this will scare me? You better save it."

"If she’s really capable, let her come see me in person!"

I’m right here, come cause trouble if you dare.

Not afraid at all!

Not... huh?

Kreti was about to continue her bravado when she noticed Herbert’s gaze on her was quite amused—as if looking at something intriguingly rare.

What’s the matter?

Did I say something wrong?

The young man stared at the demon, murmuring, "Do you really want her to come? Do you need me to call her for you?"

No, this isn’t right at all!

As soon as Herbert spoke, Kreti quickly realized the implication in his words,

He’s trying to sabotage me!

Miss Devil immediately changed her tune, warning, "I never said that, don’t slander me!"