Free Web NovelNight fell. The moon was pale, the wind clear.
Because of Flaviel’s strong insistence, Vieya didn’t put the dragon egg away in the Golden City tonight, nor did she move it indoors. Instead, she left it right there in the courtyard.
In Flaviel’s words, sunlight and moonlight both promoted her growth and could accelerate the hatching process. More importantly, the scenery in the Golden City was boring—she wanted to see more of the outside world.
Vieya didn’t argue. She rinsed off the muddy turtle that little Jasmine, that little brat, had drawn on the eggshell, set up a few formations that looked suspiciously like arrays around it, and then prepared to go back to sleep.
“That little rascal is too naughty... She actually dared to scribble all over your shell behind my back. She used to be such a well-behaved kid—how did she get so mischievous now? Tonight I’ll give her a proper lesson for you!”
The slime muttered to herself.
“The magic academy is starting soon anyway. When the time comes, I’ll have the teachers assign her triple the homework every day!”
“......”
Flaviel fell silent for a moment, then said helplessly,
“It’s just some mud. Rinse it off and it’s fine. It’s nothing. And kids at this age are mischievous—it’ll get better when she grows up.”
“Were you mischievous when you were little too?” Vieya suddenly asked.
Flaviel spoke softly. A Hero Who Became a Monster Girl Will Never Fall to Evil can be read for free from the Everyone Library app. Search ‘Everyone Library’ to download the Android app. Read the latest chapters of A Hero Who Became a Monster Girl Will Never Fall to Evil anytime!
“I grew up in the wild forests. Because I inherited a large amount of information and knowledge originating from the World Tree, so... compared to other beings, my mind matured much faster. I almost didn’t have what humans call a rebellious phase or adolescence.”
She paused, and seeing that Vieya still wanted to listen, she chuckled lightly.
“You can understand it as me skipping the immature phase and going straight to the perfect phase. Though—well—you’ve also seen those immature versions of me.”
“Then I get it! All versions of you with a chest smaller than C were your immature phase!” Vieya said in sudden realization.
Flaviel: “You really are... wise in a profoundly foolish way.”
“Hehe, then I’ll take that as a compliment.”
Vieya blinked, wrung out the wet towel, and hung it on the clothesline.
The finishing touches were done. Time to go back to bed.
But after taking just a few steps, Vieya suddenly stopped. She turned back. Under the moonlight, the dragon egg was white as snow.
“Vivi.”
“I’m here. What is it?”
“...Do you think I raised our daughter wrong?”
Vieya drooped her head, sounding distracted.
“It’s my first time raising a child too. There are so many things I don’t know—I can only fumble my way through them slowly. In the first few years, I didn’t even know how to cook... I knew my food tasted bad, ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) but Jasmine still praised it... It feels like I can’t do anything except fight.”
“After the last time I saw you at Mount Aisa, when I went back home, I wanted to learn something else—something other than fighting.”
She paused and looked at the dragon egg.
“Are you listening?”
“I’ve always been listening. I’m right here.”
“...Then I’ll keep talking.”
Vieya organized her thoughts and continued.
“I actually want to be like you—able to do everything. All-round in battle, all-round in life too. But I found that I can’t.”
“It’s like a big brown bear that’s always relied on violence to solve problems. By the end, when it wants to quit that bad habit, it realizes it can’t anymore. Maybe this is karma for always picking Swordmaster and going bot lane to grief teammates when I played games back then...”
Vieya sighed and waved her hand.
“Alright. Tonight’s idle chatter ends here. I’m going back to sleep. If anything happens, just trigger the magic array to wake me up.”
“Mm. Good night.”
The dragon egg rocked gently, like a nod of farewell.
Inside the house.
Jasmine was curled up under the blanket, her lively big eyes darting around. She looked quite pleased.
That afternoon, Mom had taken her to flip the egg, polish the shell, and even tell stories to it... Maybe because the egg was being treated so well, Jasmine had developed the illusion that Mom was going to raise that egg as a daughter. So she had picked up some mud and drawn a turtle on the egg.
“What kind of egg do you think you are, trying to steal my mom’s love.”
Jasmine hugged the blanket and muttered, tossing and turning in bed, but unable to fall asleep.
Looking at the big bed with only herself on it, a question crept into Jasmine’s mind.
Strange. Why hasn’t Mom come to sleep yet?
Could it be that she discovered my masterpiece and is outside washing the eggshell? But I don’t hear any water...
Jasmine perked up her ears and held her breath, trying to catch some sound.
But outside the window, there was only the whooshing of the wind, and the chirping of unknown little insects.
“No, I can’t hear anything here. I have to open the window... Oh right, Teacher Anna taught me a spell once. What spell was it again? The one paired with clairvoyance magic...”
Jasmine racked her brain. Suddenly her eyes lit up, and she raised a finger. fгeewebnovёl.com
“Got it! Watch this—Favorable Wind Ear: Grand Eavesdropping Technique!”
The magic activated instantly. Jasmine leaned in to listen, distinguishing and capturing every movement outside.
The next second—
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Vieya stood at the doorway, looking at her daughter in that strange pose on the bed, and asked in silence,
“Jasmine, it’s so late. What are you doing?”
“Mom! Why don’t you make any sound when you walk?!”
Jasmine jumped in fright and quickly sat properly on the bed like a well-behaved, adorable child.
“I didn’t want to wake you. Who knew you’d still be up so late.”
“Mom, did you see the turtle I drew on the eggshell?” Jasmine changed the subject.
“Oh? Confessing without being asked, are we?”
Vieya stepped forward, pressed the yelping daughter down onto the bed with one hand, and aimed a slap straight at her butt.
Pa!
“Waaah...”
The first time she was spanked by her mom, Jasmine reacted strongly, her chubby little legs kicking wildly. But she very quickly learned what true suppression by maternal strength meant.
Pa! Pa!
Jasmine’s butt took two more hits.
Vieya didn’t hit very hard, but it was enough to make her daughter whimper softly as she cried.
Outside the house.
Hearing the commotion, Flaviel felt exhausted too. She chose not to listen to what was happening inside and instead continued to absorb the faint divine power within the moonlight with all her focus.
As a high-ranked evil dragon born from the World Tree, the reason she could become the strongest among the Seven Demon Kings was that she truly had her methods—among which the greatest was her innate talent for time.
This talent was also known as [Heaven-and-Earth Clock].
Both offensive and defensive, it resonated with the four palaces, sun and moon alike, transforming that untouchable, cold river of time into a spiritual existence she could touch, listen to, and worship. After becoming a Great Demon King, she pushed its development and application to the extreme.
Back then, after being heavily injured by a certain bastard wielding the Holy Sword, she could even restore her physical wounds in the blink of an eye by giving up the segment of time in which she had been struck.
If she had been given just a little more time back then, Flaviel believed she would have had a chance to take down that bastard and successfully drag her back to the Demon King Castle... ƒreewebɳovel.com
Unfortunately, as a [World]-class weapon, the Holy Sword was one of the very few weapons capable of damaging her very origin. Combined with the presence of a certain god watching from the high heavens, she had no choice but to feign a weakened state, pretending she had nearly been killed by that bastard.
The bastard took the bait, actually daring to approach her fully released dragon-form body with a human body that possessed only limited time.
Just hugging her for a single moment was enough to exhaust what little time—less than a hundred years—she had left.
“Idiot! You knew a human body couldn’t withstand time, yet you still came over to hug me, looking for death.”
And so—
At the instant the bastard’s bodily time ran out, she swallowed her whole.
At the same time, the god whose grand plan of descent had been ruined flew into a rage and summoned an invisible, unknowable sword, smashing it down upon Mount Aisa.
That single sword strike nearly destroyed everything at Mount Aisa.
“Tch. What kind of bullshit god,” the dragon egg thought disdainfully. “That bastard’s body and soul are both mine. If you want to invade and use her as a vessel, did you even ask for my permission?!”
