Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Good news, the person is still alive.

Bad news, it’s possible he’s better off dead.

"Stephen, you really amaze me, is it possible to survive this?"

After confirming that Stephen was indeed deeper in the Mist Mountain Range, Herbert couldn’t help but marvel at his incredible experiences.

His life is truly resilient!

In the short term, entering deeper into the Mist Mountain Range and still surviving implies, according to the prophecy, that there are no deadly dangers for now. Though his condition may not be good, his life is safe.

In the long term, when Stephen originally organized a group to the Mist Mountain Range, everyone else ended up dead, and only he survived.

Despite encountering such experiences multiple times, he managed not to die, met someone, and gained a new life... It’s hard to say if he’s lucky or unlucky.

"Well, regardless, surviving is a blessing."

After confirming Stephen’s whereabouts, Herbert figured out one thing: that this unfortunate guy didn’t escape by breaking his promise to him.

He indeed returned to the Mist Mountain Range as promised, but due to some reasons, he inadvertently ventured even deeper.

That he could keep his promise genuinely pleased Herbert, affirming that he hadn’t misjudged him.

But his luck... really makes one’s teeth ache.

"I recall his ancestors seemed to be Adventurers, too. Could this be a kind of family trait?"

Unexpectedly finding oneself in a precarious situation, why not consider it a type of adventure?

["Are you saying he has a talent for exploration?"]

At this moment, even Miss Harmonious God was quite sentimental. She rarely encountered such strange unfortunate souls and nodded, reflecting on it.

["I suppose so, and since you mention it, I’m reminded of certain Adventurers’ feats."]

"Oh?"

["People like him are rare, but I recall hearing about a few more, each being natural ’Great Adventurers.’"]

When mentioning "Great Adventurers," Nenasha’s tone was quite playful, filled with undisguised mockery.

["These people’s destinies are very unique. From birth, they endure countless adventures, and they aren’t actively seeking these experiences; rather, the adventures actively find them."]

["Nearly bitten by a snake that crawled into the crib, almost crushed by a fruit falling from a tree during a nap, nearly drowned after accidentally falling into a water vat... Such experiences are almost akin to being cursed."]

["Though they often face dangerous situations, most times they’re able to escape and survive by sheer luck."]

She narrated, sharing these stories with Herbert, who couldn’t help but be amazed, feeling like he was reading one improbable storybook after another.

Seriously, whose child can strangle a poisonous snake?

Who can survive a durian hitting their head?

And then, what does it mean to drink water from a vat to the extent of not drowning?

But that’s how these abstract tales become more real.

Stories adhere to logic, whereas reality does not.

["Some say they are blessed by Destiny, others say they’re despised by it. Haha, if you ask me, what’s the difference between the two?"]

Nenasha chuckled and said softly, ["When Destiny actively focuses on you, regardless of its favor or disfavor, for a weak mortal, it is always disastrous."]

Is Destiny’s favor fortunate? Is Destiny’s disfavor unfortunate?

Neither.

For the strong, regardless of Destiny’s favor or disfavor, they can handle it calmly.

In this irrational world, only weakness is the true disaster.

Only those who can’t control their own Destiny will be engulfed by it.

And people like Stephen, they are indeed rare oddities.

They are natural Adventurers, not actively seeking danger, but passively encountering adventures as unlucky souls.

Though they lack strength and are tossed by Destiny at will, their Life Force is exceptionally resilient, always surviving in unexpected ways.

Miserable and covered in mud, yet their lives remain secure, even finding fortune in misfortune.

In Herbert’s eyes, this bizarre Life Force is almost like some kind of blessed cockroach.

Really, quite hard to kill.

"Nenasha, do you think he has something on him?"

["Huh? Didn’t I just say he has a talent for adventure?"]

"No, that’s not what I meant."

But Herbert shook his head to clarify, seriously saying: "I mean... isn’t Stephen entangled with something?"

["Hmm?"]

Honestly, does this guy have something sticking to him?

Stephen’s encounters are beyond mere bad luck; it’s like attracting something monstrous, definitely encountering something unclean, right?

However, after thinking about it, Herbert indeed amused himself.

"Oh, compared to encountering something filthy, haven’t I done the same?"

["Hmm???"]

Realizing the potential danger, Herbert smoothly changed the subject: "Of course, I mean I encountered the Sun Goddess."

["Heh, you better truly think that."]

"Ah haha, of course it’s true."