Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 635 - 361 I Have Always Been With You (6K, Please Subscribe)_2

Of course, this ability is also considered by some to be the true reason for Her downfall.

And now the Goddess of Fortune has barely reached middle-tier divine power, and the divine positions She controls are only [luck] and [misfortune], which can only affect mortals, with very little interference with gods.

In terms of strength, She is completely no match.

For those who worship the gods, She is still an Ancient God left over from ancient times.

But for those even older existences, the Goddess of Fortune is not their peer, but a newborn.

Since the Secret Keeper's potion comes from that ancient Goddess of Fate, this potion is not as simple as it appears on the surface. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Even though I am sure that what I gave Herbert was [Silence and Noise], the improved version of the potion left by the Secret Keepers.

However, in the world of the extraordinary, no matter what happens, it wouldn't surprise anyone.

Especially when it involves the realm of "fate," filled with variables.

Fate is the most unpredictable thing in this world—just as fickle as the Goddess of Fate's mind.

Ophidia steadied herself and finished reading the rest of the information.

"Once the [Peeping at Destiny] ritual begins, regardless of success or failure, it must continue until a result is obtained."

"The stronger one's own fate, the higher the difficulty of the trial... hiss, not good!"

At this moment, Ophidia took a sharp breath, and her expression changed.

"Wait, if even I don't count as a true test, then what on earth would be a true test for him?"

"Hiss!"

After thinking for a moment, Ophidia's eyes widened suddenly.

"This is terrible!"

"It can't be that old thing!!?"

It's over!

Ophidia's heart trembled, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that the Archbishop had appeared in Herbert's Illusion Realm.

But actually, for Herbert, the current situation might be even worse than Ophidia imagined!

...

Herbert felt like he had a very long, long dream.

He dreamt that he was no longer that lonely orphan, but was born as the son of a noble in a kingdom covered in frost and snow.

He had a childhood sweetheart, loving family, a gentle brother, and everything he lacked in reality.

Wealth, status, appearance…

The same soul, yet a completely different life.

In the dream, he forgot everything about reality and grew up as a child.

Everything at the start was normal, without any twists, until the real surprises came after reaching adulthood.

From that day on, everything changed, and all sorts of extraordinary events unfolded.

He recalled the reality outside the dream, as the sinking dream turned into a lucid dream.

In the dream, Herbert had a special talent that could fascinate Monster Girls.

So, he began to interact with various Monster Girls.

Relying on this ability and the wisdom accumulated from living two lives, he cautiously navigated this fantastical and splendid world—just joking, he was quite the wild one.

After all, all of this was just a dream, so what was there to care about?

Even if he died in the dream, what problem would that be?

It would just be waking up, nothing more.

Giant Dragons, mermaids, vampires, elves, demons, devils, angels… all kinds of Monster Girls gathered around him.

Once he confirmed that his fate was truly destined, he began to do things he didn't dare to think of in reality.

He kept courting death, but couldn't die no matter what he did.

He was an executioner, and also a savior.

In the eyes of some people, he was a madman, while in others' eyes, a hero.

But those people didn't understand that Herbert didn't do any of this with any special purpose, only following his heart's desire.

He didn't care how others perceived him and didn't worry about their fate.

Herbert just wanted to do what he wanted to do.

Since this was a dream, he had to begin to indulge freely.

In the short few months after waking in the dream, Herbert experienced things that were infinitely more exciting than the first half of his life in the dream, and more interesting than the world outside the dream.

He indulged freely.

Then, gradually, he sank deeper into the dream.

Deeper and deeper, lost in the dream.

He almost forgot who he was.

The reality outside the dream was something from a long, long time ago.

So long that… he already felt it was a matter of his past life.

And now, the time for awakening in the dream had come.

That indeed was a matter of his past life.

Upon seeing the face he had almost forgotten from the past, Herbert felt as if a heavy hammer struck him hard on the head.

Bang—

Upon the first sight of this face, he felt unfamiliarity.

It was as if he saw someone he knew, but who wasn't that familiar.

This feeling was very odd.

Clearly it was himself, yet it wasn't like himself.

Without reason, he felt a sense of void in his heart.

As if he was only a phantom bubble, entirely dependent on the reflection in the mirror.

And while Herbert was silent, the reflection in the mirror spoke.

"You finally decided to look at me."

"Herbert" looked at Herbert, grinning: "Finally stopped pretending you didn't hear anything."

"Have you had enough fun? About time to stop, wake up quickly, you have work tomorrow."

"There are still many cases to handle, can't continue such a downfall!"

"Remember to donate to the orphanage tomorrow, don't forget this, the kids are still waiting for us."