Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

I’m begging you!

Let me eat a little, just a little bit first!

Then we can chat, okay?

If Herbert were here right now and witnessed this scene, he’d probably shed tears of joy like a proud old father.

Child, you’ve grown up!

Compared to the cranky big sis who spouted dirty words back then, Valentina has really matured a lot.

She’s become smooth-tongued.

She knows how to find excuses, without directly asking for food!

Look, my kid knows how to handle social situations!

This!

This, this, this!

This is such great progress!

It’s practically a huge leap for the world!

And clearly, Svanni was amused by Valentina’s silly demeanor, seemingly sighing helplessly.

"Ha, okay, okay, you really got me there, I was just preparing—alright, stop shaking!"

She raised her hand to pat the Hungry Dragon’s forehead, signaling her to stop and not pull anymore.

"If you keep shaking me like this, I’m afraid this Flesh Avatar is going to be taken apart by you."

To this day, Svanni still travels using various Flesh Avatars, while her true form remains hidden deep within the "Treehouse," even Herbert hasn’t seen it in person.

"Alright, come with me, I’ll take you to find some food, eat as much as you want."

"Oh, oh, okay!"

Valentina quickly let go, following Svanni cheerfully like a loyal little follower.

She actually wanted to say one more thing— um, I actually know my way to the "canteen" without your help.

But Valentina kept quiet in the end, obediently following.

Since she already agreed to share her food, there’s no need to say anything.

If she says the wrong thing, she might not get to eat, and that would be bad.

This is the valuable experience Valentina has summarized during this time!

Valentina was taken to the "canteen," where she indulged in Svanni’s experimental products.

This time the food was much healthier than last time.

Apart from various "meat" dishes, there were some strangely shaped "vegetables," making a well-balanced meal.

While Valentina was devouring everything, another Svanni Avatar quietly appeared in the previous room.

Looking indifferent, she uncovered the mirror again, her gaze calmly watching the scene within.

It was a turbulent water surface, as if an earthquake occurred underwater, the waves were fierce, threatening to start a deadly tsunami.

From some perspective, this indeed counted as a disaster, during which billions of lives perished.

Before Valentina barged in, Svanni had been silently watching, assuming that was the reason for her appearance.

Svanni quietly observed for a while before suddenly speaking, "So, showing me this specifically, is it your personal hobby?"

"Lukalia, ma’am."

Whoosh—

With Svanni’s words, the scene in the mirror dissipated silently, replaced by a "light" version of Svanni.

Apart from the pale skin, she looked identical to Svanni—along with the wicked curve of her smile and the bizarre silver tongue.

"Hehe~"

Miss Mirror Demon laughed and leisurely said, "Actually, it’s not quite a personal hobby. I’m merely recording everything faithfully."

"I’m sharing good things with you after all!"

"Don’t you find their story really moving?"

She exaggeratedly spread her arms, enthusiastically waving in the mirror.

"One chooses to wait in silence, not wanting to interfere; the other doesn’t want to suppress her emotions, willing to accept everything."

"Don’t you feel that kind of emotion has an epic quality? Just like stories sung in poetry."

Seeing Lukalia’s excitement left Svanni somewhat silent; after a while, she rubbed her brow, sighed, "I don’t deny your viewpoint, but what I want to ask is... why did you specifically show it to me?"

Why, of all people, make me watch this scene?

Why must I witness their loving relationship?

Svanni thought, although she came from a line of Dark Elves, she shouldn’t have such twisted fetish.

"Because I thought you might like it?"

The Mirror Demon gazed at the indifferent Dark Elf, swinging her head with a smile, "Don’t look so cold, you know well, I have no ill intent."

"During this time, you’re the one who chatted with me the longest; I’m really grateful to you~"

Ever since Lukalia obtained Herbert’s "Disciplinary Hall Roaming Permit," she’s been chatting on different floors, each conversation lasting a day.

Having many Avatars and a multitasking ability are Svanni’s basic skills, so whenever Lukalia sought her out, she could always split an Avatar to converse, never absent.

And this is precisely what Svanni doesn’t understand.

Despite helping you, why choose to bite the hand that feeds?

"Oh my, don’t rush, I’m not trying to harm you."

Miss Mirror Demon sensed the Dark Elf’s dissatisfaction, waved her hand with a smile, and explained, "I just want to give you a little help."

"To make you understand, what exactly are you lacking to achieve your goal?"

Svanni furrowed her brows slightly, her mind on something unknown, becoming even more silent.

"You don’t need to hide in front of me; you can deceive the Vampire, fool the Giant Dragon, but you cannot escape my eyes."

The Silver-Tongued Magic Mirror licked its lips and whispered softly, "All secrets will be reflected in the mirror."

"Admit it, as of now, you lack a certain... sincerity."

The Mirror Demon smiled, observing the Dark Elf’s expression, carefully noting every detail.

"Not only I, but he has also noticed it."

"And because of this, he never knows how to get along with you, how to accept your goodwill."

"..."

Svanni raised an eyebrow, her previously calm tone becoming somewhat cold, and she spoke slowly, "Are you saying that my feelings for Herbert are fabricated?"

She looked at the mirror with a hostile gaze, seemingly contemplating how to deal with it later.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood, I didn’t mean that at all."

Lukalia’s smile widened, and with a somewhat odd tone, she remarked, "Even I was surprised at first; your admiration and gratitude towards him are indeed genuine, without a trace of falsehood."

Who would have thought that such a unique oddity could exist among the Dark Elves?

Her love is actually real!

However, this explanation was unlikely to convince Svanni, as her frown showed no sign of easing, instead deepening.

"Then you..."

"Listen to me, Svanni, please hear my explanation out."

The figure in the mirror raised her hand, pointing at the figure outside the mirror.

"I’m not talking about your [emotion], I’m talking about... you."

The Mirror Demon’s eyes grew profound, turning into a devouring blackness, staring intently at the Dark Elf whose expression slightly changed, speaking softly:

"It is [you] who lack a true heart."

"That heart... true to yourself."

My friend.

Do you truly have a heart?

...

...

"Phew!"

In the Deep Water Prison, a refreshed Herbert emerged from the water, taking a long breath, feeling very satisfied.

"Alright, you’ve rested enough, you no longer need to hide, right? Haha!"

His response was a series of bubbles emerging from the water.

Blub blub blub...

Miss Mermaid was selectively deaf.

I hear nothing, hear nothing at all!

Herbert lowered his head, unable to suppress a chuckle at the continuously bubbling water surface, and quipped, "Pfft, haha, cough cough!"

"So, this is the wildness in your heart? Is that the desire you’ve been suppressing?"

"It’s just, hmm..."

Not very impressive!

Earlier, Fremay looked so serious, with such a grave expression that Herbert thought he was going to be caught in a fierce battle lasting three days and nights.

And what happened?

She rose!

Then, was instantly defeated with one strike.

Pathetically weak, sister.

"Hmm?"

Just as Herbert was teasing, his expression suddenly changed, raising an eyebrow, gazing deeply into the water below.

"This... hiss."

This is bad.

There’s something in the water eating people!

She’s eating people!!!

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