Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 554 - 328 Who are you? (Thanks to Ling Po Jiu Chi, the Alliance Leader!)

Chapter 554: 328 Who are you? (Thanks to Ling Po Jiu Chi, the Alliance Leader!)

The return journey of Herbert and his group did not encounter any noteworthy issues.

Of course, this was nothing surprising—it was the most normal outcome.

The trials had ended, and the cultivators no longer had to disguise themselves as slaves on the return journey. Everyone returned to their usual attire, raising the flag of the Mist Monastery.

Going there required various disguises, consuming a lot of time; the return journey took only three days.

With such a team of powerful Middle Tier and High Tier cultivators handling affairs, there were simply no troubles encountered.

If they ran into minor issues, there was no need for Herbert to intervene; the cultivators would actively clear the troubles themselves.

As for major troubles... there’s no need to think about them, they wouldn’t come across any.

With three Legendary Monster Girls in the carriage to hold the line, Herbert couldn’t imagine how they could lose!

What kind of idiot would actively come to deliver themselves to death?

Those who could perceive the Legendary aura within the carriage would not come courting death.

Those who couldn’t perceive the aura wouldn’t pose any major trouble; the cultivators could easily handle them.

The group thus traveled smoothly and safely back to the monastery without any thrills or danger.

"We’re back... Haha, we did it!"

"We’re back!"

Upon entering the monastery, the cultivators in the group, even those who normally kept a stern and serious face, couldn’t help but express joy at this moment.

Upon stepping onto the monastery grounds, they couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief and cheer in peace.

And the normally strict cultivators did not criticize their reckless behavior at that moment.

The elder cultivators silently stopped in their tracks, looking at this group of youths exuding a fierce aura, silently nodding and gently applauding.

They had endured tough trials, passed the monastery’s tests, garnered precious experience, and significantly enhanced their strength.

At this moment, they deserved to receive the respect due to them.

They might not bear the acclaim of "heroes," but at this moment, they truly deserve the name "warriors."

And as the most focused and anticipated star of hope from this trial—Herbert, was not among those receiving the spotlight.

Whether Herbert was present or not, whether he spoke or not, the facts wouldn’t change.

Herbert’s absence actually implied giving all the glory to the others.

This was indeed a form of arrogance, but the cultivators did not object to it, nor did they find Herbert’s actions problematic.

Because they all knew, although the surface strength appeared similar, Herbert was no longer on the same level as them.

They had essentially become two different kinds of people.

And Herbert was at a higher place.

He didn’t need to prove anything to anyone.

Herbert no longer needed to stay here to demonstrate his excellence. On the contrary, others required him to prove their own worth.

In truth, many from the team were not present.

Including Fao and his group, Cyril who remained in the Dark Territory, and others who departed halfway, choosing to continue training outside.

Everyone had their own path, and they made their own choices.

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Meanwhile, Herbert was not idle either; he first settled Teresa and Miser outside the Mist Mountains, allowing them to wait for the Gray Dwarves coming in behind the team.

After joining up with the Gray Dwarves, he had them led into the Elda Territory by a Heroic Spirit Centaur he summoned.

Then he brought Eliza and another back to the Holy Knight Order training grounds, reporting various incidents encountered on the journey to the Rusted Nail Bishop, making a brief report.

Especially recounting in detail the whereabouts of Fao, Cyril, and their group.

Being a leader was convenient, but more often than not, it was also an unavoidable responsibility, requiring consideration for those under them.

After listening to Herbert’s report, the Rusted Nail Bishop did not comment much, only briefly encouraged him, reminding him to personally report to the Archbishop afterward.

He did glance at Svanni a few more times, sensing her aura seemed to have undergone slight change.

But Rusted Nail Bishop didn’t have much study on Dark Elves, unaware she had already taken on a different appearance.

He was unconcerned.

A bit suspicious, but... it could be overlooked.

Since Herbert didn’t mention it, the heretic prisoner must be fine.

With each achievement, the Rusted Nail Bishop’s trust in Herbert was gradually increasing.

Such inconsequential matters would no longer be specifically inquired about.

And this, indeed, was the result Herbert desired.

Invisibly enhancing his prestige, strengthening others’ trust in him, gradually elevating his reputation throughout the monastery.

After bidding farewell to the Rusted Nail Bishop, Herbert chatted with other Paladins and Martial Monks undergoing training for a while.

Everyone welcomed him with smiles, and there was no need to place himself too high.

Moreover, during the conversation with his Paladin brothers, Herbert received an unexpected piece of news.

"Are you saying that ten days ago, in the dead of night, a miraculous event occurred where the [sun replaced the moon]... really? You guys aren’t joking, are you?"

Herbert hesitated upon hearing the rumor, surprised to learn such a significant event had happened before.

"Truthfully! Initially, only a few people knew, after all, most were asleep at the time."