Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 172 A New Promise (36)
Herbert half-knelt on the reef and carefully picked up the mermaid's right foot.

At this moment, he did something that seemed offensive and frivolous to outsiders, not because of lust.

He himself didn't have any special interest in jade feet - although he didn't dislike them, he was not that crazy about them after all.

He would do this more out of emotion.

Freme made sacrifices and changes for herself.

If someone is willing to change for you, how can you not be moved?
——Of course, the prerequisite is that you already have a good impression of this person and approve of what the other person does, and it is not just the other person's wishful thinking.

Herbert gently held the weak and slender jade foot, applied a little force with his fingertips, and gently kneaded it to help it move.

He was not feeling the smooth touch, but was trying to analyze the structure of the legs using his flesh and blood knowledge.

As he expected, these legs were not made entirely of flesh and blood, but a mixture of water elements and some other materials.

Under the tender skin is a relatively soft bone... By the way, can this be called a fish bone?

But in fact, these legs are more than just magic.

Strictly speaking, these legs are more like an alchemical product than a magical creation.

She gave a part of her own flesh and blood, and placed her own will in it.

An alchemical prosthetic designed just for oneself, based on one's own flesh and blood.

A prosthetic limb that can change at will according to one's own thoughts and can be controlled just like an arm.

While being amazed, Herbert was also somewhat silent.

"..."

So, what is the cost of all this?
Miracles and magic come at a price.

Herbert didn't know what part of her own flesh and blood Fleming had sacrificed in the making of it, but it must have come at a price.

Will she be like the little mermaid in the story, feeling like she is walking on the edge of a knife with every step she takes?
He thought back to what he had just seen. Although Freme walked in a funny way, it was just because of her lack of skill. There was no sign of pain on her face.

Would that be a beautiful sound?
"Flemme, is your voice still there?"

Miss Mermaid:?
"Hmm? Ah? He must still be here! Otherwise, how have I been talking all this time?"

She looked at Herbert strangely, and suddenly felt a little uncertain - had she just hit him on the head with a wave?

Why would you suddenly ask such a strange question?

"You're really weird today."

"Strange? Hahaha, maybe."

Herbert was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed, and said softly: "Since your voice has not disappeared...Fleming, I want to hear you sing."

The mermaid and the boy looked at each other quietly, then laughed softly.

That's exactly what he's here for.

The Promise Keeper who went and came back did not break his agreement with himself.

Since the boy kept his promise, she must also keep her promise.

Then the mermaid nodded, plucked the strings of her harp, and asked:

"Okay, what song do you want to listen to?"

The boy tilted his head, then chuckled and said, "Since we are meeting again, let's choose a song about reunion."

But the mermaid shook her head and whispered, "Only one song? Haha, compared to my previous wait, how can one song be enough?"

She looked into the boy's light-colored eyes and whispered softly:

"During the time when you weren't back, I thought of many songs about reunion."

The boy's eyes widened and he looked at the mermaid in surprise.

But the mermaid turned her head away, looked away, plucked the strings of the harp, and began to sing softly.

The song is so gentle and melodious that one can forget everything that happened before and be completely immersed in it.

Only her neck, which had turned pink, revealed some details, proving how shy she was about the words just now.

But although she was shy, Freme still said it, just as she resolutely made the prosthesis.

Twelve scales, a thousand hairs, a lonely tear, three drops of blood piercing the heart... and countless failures.

Although the process was frustrating, Freme finally achieved what she wanted. And the person she was waiting for did not disappoint her.

He came back as promised.

that's enough.

So the siren hummed softly, singing softly the joy in her heart, expressing the happiness in her heart!
Finally, when a song stopped, the boy made a second promise.

"I'll get you out of here."

他 说:

"It may be late, but I will take you away no matter what."

"I will take you away from here, meet new friends outside, and live a quiet life."

As for this seemingly unreliable and even unrealistic agreement, the mermaid was stunned for a moment before laughing.

She didn't give any perfunctory answers, she didn't question, and she didn't even doubt.

She just nodded slightly and gave him a bright smile.

"Ah."

she says:

"I will always stay by your side and be your support."

"Don't let the waves and storms hurt you."

She did not ask where Herbert was going to take her?
No one asked what would happen in the future?
Maybe... it's an unpredictable storm.

Fleme was sensitive.

She could notice a change in Herbert since his return.

He became different.

He lost some of his youthfulness, became more mature, and completely became a man.

I feel more determined and have more pressure on my shoulders.

There is never a shortage of such existences in countless legends.

Such people are destined to embark on a path full of dangers.

They may be lunatics who go insane after failure, or they may be warriors who stride forward even if they perish.

Or maybe... a hero.

In many stories, there is a scene where a mermaid bestows her power on the hero.

And now...Freime has made her own decision and chosen her own hero.

I believe you.

My boy who is favored by fate.

You will be a hero.

You...will definitely not let me down.

After spending some time with Freme, Herbert, as a "senior expert in the use of legs", gave her detailed guidance on the use of her prosthetic limbs.

Only after she began to adjust herself slowly, tried to walk for a distance, and became more and more skilled did Herbert decide to leave.

Before leaving, Freme seemed to remember something and reminded:
"Some time ago, there seemed to be some strange noises coming from other areas? You'd better go and check out the situation."

She vaguely heard some strange noises, as if someone was constantly calling out a name.

"Okay, can you tell me which area it is?"

"Hmm... it should be farther than the last vibration, right? It should be the next area."

Even deeper than the last time when "The Vestige Golden Rathalos threw the Lava Giant on Earth"?

Herbert raised his eyebrows, with some guesses in mind.

"So... the angels on the fifth level?"

"What has she done?"

(End of this chapter)