Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

This guy’s talent, just the surface and part of what’s been probed, already makes Her, the Goddess here, sigh in admiration.

The qualifications of a Divine Vessel, innate transcendent resistance to various types of Magic, physical talent comparable to a Giant Dragon, and dazzling abundance of protections...

Even the most outstanding Divine Blood descendants might not be able to match half of his. Perhaps only a true Son of God, with parental favor, could barely keep pace with his strides.

No wonder Herbert was noticed by the Sun God and chosen to be the new Paladin; with such exaggerated talent, no Divine could see it and not be tempted.

If Fulingya hadn’t felt the world’s favor on Herbert, she would suspect he is this generation’s Child of the Plane.

The Child of the Plane, also known as the "Child of Destiny" or "Child of the World," is truly a tide-rider loved by the world, seen as the brightest existence in an era.

The last Child of the Plane was the biggest winner in the era of chaotic war between Ancient Gods and new Divines, rising from insignificance to become one of the most formidable existences in the Divine Hall in a mere three hundred years.

Fulingya really wants to know, if even a genius like Herbert cannot become the Child of the Plane, then how amazing will this generation’s Child of the Plane be?

"Or maybe, it’s just not time yet..."

However, not every era sees the emergence of a Child of the Plane; only the most turbulent and grand chaotic periods birth such unique existences.

And even without the title of the Child of the Plane, this young Godslayer is bright enough, already attracting the attention and bets of many Divines.

From what Fulingya knows, there are two powerful Ancient Gods, the Sun and Moon Twins; the former chose him as a Paladin, the latter bestowed a prophecy upon him.

Not to mention, Herbert is also under the gaze of that Master of Sinful Desire.

Although this gaze is no less than a malicious curse full of ill intent, Herbert can treat it as nothing, proving his worth.

If possible, Fulingya too wishes to bet on Herbert, to bring him into her camp.

Thus, She indulged a rebellious kitten’s little act, allowing Herbert, an outsider, to exceptionally enter the Forest of Clarity.

Even noticing Herbert’s abstract manipulations with those two hounds, She suppressed the urge to comment and turned a blind eye, as if noticing nothing.

And Herbert did not disappoint Fulingya; he actually awakened the [Heart of Nature], the highest talent for the way of Nature.

If only he were a Druid.

Feeling the changes in Herbert, Fulingya can’t help but hope at this moment, unable to resist showing her cards.

"If you become a Druid, the Natural Pantheon will have your back, fulfilling all your demands."

To win over Herbert, Fulingya outrightly denigrated the Sun God.

"Compared to Alberta, currently in a special state, the Natural Pantheon can offer you more support."

Though the Natural Pantheon is somewhat downfallen, the Sun God is similarly in a strange state, facing off directly would not be lacking.

Witnessing the marvels on Herbert, his value in Fulingya’s eyes greatly increased, even surpassing possible conflicts between the Pantheons.

"..."

With the goodwill so direct, Herbert of course couldn’t pretend ignorance, thus curbing his smile for a moment of serious contemplation.

"Ma’am, please allow me to decline your kindness."

Herbert didn’t deliberately offer a vague answer to elongate the exchange, relinquishing the easily grasped benefits, he laughed:

"I think, for you now, a Paladin proficient in destruction is needed more than a Druid skilled in creation, right?"

Although regretting Herbert’s direct refusal, Fulingya didn’t feel much disappointment, since it was just a provisionary attempt.

"...Indeed, it seems winning over a genius like you isn’t so easy."

She looked deeply at Herbert, nodding, acknowledging his view: "It appears you understand my purpose in finding you."

"Yes, I understand well."

Herbert nodded, speaking softly: "It’s not hard to guess, knowing a bit about the Natural Pantheon, plus previous encounters... haha."

"If I were to make an irresponsible guess, this current situation seems most probable."

"The Natural Pantheon isn’t united; as Proxy Master of the Pantheon, you can’t convince all, and there’s a group of ambitious individuals within ready to turn against you any moment."

"Thus, the solution is simple; if you don’t want to watch the Pantheon fall into chaos, you must find a way to act decisively before it’s irreparable."

Pausing a moment, his lips subtly curved as he whispered playfully: "Or... solve the people creating the issues."

"Miss Fulingya, do my guesses hold any truth?"

Though Herbert used questioning tones, he felt confident in his speculations.

In fact, his guesses might even be conservatively understated.

If the situation were not so dire, Fulingya likely wouldn’t be so eager to offer an olive branch to a promising, yet not yet potent, future prospect like him.