Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 174 You Are Not Honest (56 plus 21)
"If you're expecting some sentimentality from me, you're going to be disappointed."

Sifanny shook her head and explained quite calmly:
"For me, he is just a blood reference that can make my research more accurate."

Herbert looked at her carefully, and after a long while he shook his head helplessly and raised his hands in surrender.

"Okay, I give up."

The two people's world views and values ​​are indeed completely different.

Under this premise, some methods that are applicable to other races are completely inapplicable to races like the Dark Elves.

Imagine a situation.

A righteous paladin goes to question the evil man who murdered his kin.

"You killed your father. This is wrong! I want to purify you."

"Ah, yes, I killed him, so what? I didn't kill your father."

All I can say is that such a straightforward response can really kill the game directly. The dialogue cannot proceed at all, and the only thing left is passionate fighting.

Seeing that the topic could not be continued, Herbert naturally turned to other topics and talked to Sfanny about her research.

Although Sfannie didn't reveal much to him, judging from her unusually excited description, the results must be significant.

To be honest, Herbert was actually very interested in her research - only in terms of strengthening the body.

After fighting with Miss Dragon for several days, Herbert understood one thing.

A blacksmith really needs to be strong himself.

At present, she is the only one left and is already stretched to the limit, with the risk of being suppressed from time to time.

If there are more people in the future, hiss... they will be squeezed dry!

That’s right, a strong physical body is the key to a happy and complete family.

"Is there anything else I can do to help you with your future research?"

Herbert's words were actually just a polite social understanding, and he didn't really intend to provide any help.

But quite unexpectedly, Sfanni gave an accurate answer.

"Stella."

"Hmm? Who...oh."

The name sounded strange at first, but Herbert finally remembered it after thinking about it.

"Your sister? The one who became the current head of the family?"

"Correct."

It's her.

Stella Moore, Sfanny's sister, is also the source of everything that forces the dark elves to come and take risks.

They would rather take huge risks to save Sfanni than face Stella directly, which is enough to show how powerful and terrifying she is.

Herbert blinked and asked curiously, "You want to kill her. Do you have a grudge against each other?"

You, a kinslayer, are too diligent!
Killing your father is not enough, you have to kill your sister too. Are you planning to kill all the bloodlines in your family?
Do you really want to be an orphan?
Master Bruce would probably cry with envy after hearing this.

"No, there is nothing personal between us."

Sifanny shook her head slightly and said calmly: "But as a sister of my compatriot, her blood can also give me more references."

Herbert raised his eyebrows. Although Sfanny said that they had no grudge against each other, he heard some special meaning in her words.

The absence of personal grudges does not mean that there are no other grudges.

Herbert did not object, but asked with some curiosity: "Are you two on bad terms?"

“Never good.”

"It's never good..."

Herbert did not refuse outright, but he did not respond either.

He was thinking, would killing Stila bring him any benefit? The other party was powerful and far away in the dark area. He stayed here and did not interfere with the other party. It seemed that there was no need to deliberately go to their house to cause trouble.

No matter how you think about it, this doesn't seem to be a good deal.

Sfanny saw what Herbert was thinking and added, "I know my sister. Even though you don't care about her, she won't give up."

"But she will never let any enemy go easily."

"She will hide in the shadows like a spider, weaving a web of conspiracy."

"Then wait for you, or anyone related to you, to step on them, and then spring out like a venomous snake and swallow them into its belly."

"She is just that kind of dark elf, evil, vicious, crazy, and very good at waiting."

After listening to Sfanny's story, Herbert blinked and asked curiously, "So, according to you, I have been targeted by her?"

"Yes."

Sifanny pointed to the various legendary heads on the experimental table and said calmly:
"Although those people are not very strong and are hostile to her, they have actually been regarded as her property by my sister for a long time."

"For whatever reason, in her mind, you guys killed her property."

"Believe me, she will definitely take her revenge."

After saying this, Sfanny stopped talking and just watched Herbert frown and think.

The room fell silent for a moment.

After hesitating for a moment, Herbert finally laughed.

"Haha, that's it."

He shook his head, looked at Sfanny, whose expression remained unchanged, and said helplessly, "Miss Sfanny, you are not honest."

"We are already so familiar with each other, why do you have to play these tricks?"

"It wasn't 'you' who killed her property, it was you, it was 'us' who did it together, wasn't it?"

"How did you pull yourself out of this so easily?"

Herbert curled his lips, not dwelling on it, and chuckled:
"But this isn't really a big problem. Her ill will towards the monastery is genuine anyway. But... this meaningless deception makes me feel very uncomfortable."

Sifanyi: “…”

She was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Sir Herbert, I didn't mean that. You are just a little too sensitive."

"I'm sensitive? Haha, maybe."

Herbert couldn't help laughing.

Who can be more sensitive than you dark-skinned people?
"For some things, we might as well speak openly and directly."

Sifanyi frowned tightly, shook her head helplessly after a long time, and asked slowly: "Then...will you help me kill her?"

Since he had spoken frankly as Herbert wished, Herbert did not hide anything and chose to express his thoughts directly.

他 说:

"I reject."

Sfanny:?

"Ah."

The white-haired boy stood up and smiled mockingly at the dark elf:

"I rejected you not because I was incapable of doing it, but because you still did not tell the truth and hid key information."

Are you kidding me for asking someone to do something for you and having to hide something?
Seeing her silence, Herbert did not press her for the truth.

There is no rush for this matter, give her some time to think about it.

"If she wants to come, let her come."

He turned and left, leaving behind a joking whisper:
"The Misty Monastery has never been a place where anyone can come and go as they please."

(End of this chapter)