Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 286: Be patient (4.2K first update)
The Dark Zone, Malagas City.

"Damn it, those two damn bastards! How dare they run away! They made me get punished by the master!"

Snapped!
"Don't let me catch them, or I will skin them alive with my own hands!!!"

Snapped!
"I've said it before, no matter if they have a curse or not, they should have been severely beaten and then starved for three days!"

Snapped!
"That way, they will know who their benefactor is!"

Snapped!
The rough sound rang out along with the sound of whips, causing the other slaves locked in the cages to tremble involuntarily.

They looked timidly and resentfully at the captain of the guard who was abusing the slaves and cursing at them.

There was fear in the slaves' eyes, but more of it was joy.

It was not because the slave whose flesh and blood were beaten was their enemy, but because of the captain of the guards' appearance at the moment.

At this moment, the captain of the guard Karim looked extremely miserable. There was a bloody hole in his right eye socket, and the eyeball was missing. Fresh flesh and blood was throbbing in the firelight.

Viscous blood flowed from his eye sockets, staining half of his ferocious face red, making him look even more hideous.

Because he failed to supervise the caravan properly and let the two most important slaves escape, he was severely punished by the caravan owner!
The mysterious wizard dug out Karim's right eye with his own hands and cast a special spell on his eye socket to prevent the flesh and blood there from scabbing. He could only feel the pain of his eyeball being slowly pulled out at all times.

At the same time, the wizard used Karim's blood to leave a strangely shaped scarlet tattoo on half of his face.

This is punishment.

But at the same time, it is also a gift.

At the moment when the scarlet sashimi was completed, the captain of the guards, who originally had only intermediate-level strength, was unexpectedly promoted to a high-level level!

Furthermore, despite losing his right eye, Karim also gained a completely new ability - a new kind of vision.

That empty right eye cannot see what normal people see, but it can see traces of magic that were previously unobservable!

This was a "gift" given to him by the caravan owner, allowing him to continue hunting down the two escaped slaves.

However, the heavy price Karim paid was an eyeball and constant pain and anger.

In addition, compared with pain, he felt more fear in his heart at this moment.

Fear of death.

He knew that the caravan owner was giving him his last chance.

If he fails again this time, only death will await him.

No, no, no, before I die, I will probably experience even more terrible things!

He would be made into a slave, and thrown with his limbs broken among the very insects he had once trampled underfoot.

What will these guys do then?
Karim didn't dare to think about it.

"Ha ha……"

After venting his anger, Karim panted heavily and glanced at the other slaves with a fierce look in his eyes.

Seeing that the slaves had all avoided his sight, he dropped the whip in his hand with satisfaction and spat at the "corpse" lying on the ground.

"Pooh!"

He placed his big foot on the slave's chest and threatened the others, "Look! This is what happens when you disobey orders!"

"If you don't want to be like him, tell us everything you know!"

Karim's eyes widened and he shouted angrily, "Tell me! Where did they go?!"

His appearance was scary enough, and now with an empty eye socket, he looked even more creepy.

The entire cell was silent, and no one spoke at this time.

Not to mention that they didn't know how Theresa and the others escaped, even if they knew, they wouldn't tell this guy.

They never believed in any of the benefits Karim promised them.

Believe him?

It would be better to believe that God will send down angels to save them!

Anyway, Karim would definitely not give me my freedom, so what good would it be even if I informed on him?

"Tsk!"

Karim obviously knew that his credibility was not very good. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You don't want to tell me, right? Fine! I think you are courting death..."

As he said this, he was about to walk towards the cage and catch a new lucky guy to make an example of him.

But just as he took a step, the "corpse" under him suddenly reacted and grabbed his trouser leg.

"Ok?"

Karim was stunned, frowning and looking down at the dying slave.

What does this guy mean?
"me……"

A weak and hoarse voice came out of the slave's mouth, sounding particularly harsh in the quiet space.

"I know……"

Karim: !!!

"you know?"

The tyrannical captain of the guards was shocked. He bent down excitedly, picked up the slave, who was almost unrecognizable as a human being, from the ground, and began to question him loudly.

"Speak! Tell me everything you know!"

"Say it!"

The slave had been tortured beyond recognition and was shaken so violently that he fainted without a sound.

Karim was stunned at first, then he shook himself in panic, even harder than before.

"Hey!? You! Wake up!"

He turned around and yelled at the other guards standing outside the door, "Bring me the medicine! Quick!"

He was anxious.

In fact, Karim couldn't help but be anxious.

This is the only clue now. If this guy is really dead, and was tortured to death by me...

When the caravan owner found out, he was afraid that he would lose his other eye as well!

Fortunately, the situation is not that bad.

Before the guards arrived with medicine, the slave had come to his senses and started coughing violently.

"Cough! Cough cough..."

After coughing, he tried hard to open his eyes that were already stained with blood, and stared at the captain of the guard in front of him with difficulty.

"Tell me, where did they go?"

This time, Karim's voice was much softer and his movements were several times gentler as he asked carefully.

The slave looked at Karim's terrified expression and grinned, revealing the spots on his teeth that had been pulled out.

“Hehe, they…”

"She is just..."

As he spoke, his eyes moved and looked behind Karim, his smile revealing a deep weirdness.

"There."

Karim's eyes narrowed, his mind searching for the meaning of these words.

Right, there?
Behind me! ?
Without thinking too much, Karim turned around suddenly and drew out the dagger from his waist the moment he turned his head.

However, behind him, there was nothing except his own shadow cast by the firelight.

No, beyond that, there was still——the sneering looks from the slaves.

Karim's face fell as he realized the truth.

Got fooled.

I was played like a child by the other party! ?
"How dare you play tricks on me!?"

Karim's expression was extremely ugly, his rage caused more blood to flow from his eyes, almost dyeing half of his body red.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you know what the price will be!"

He gritted his teeth, strangled the slave's neck, and whispered sinisterly: "Just be patient!"

"I will definitely let you..."

Just as Karim's big hand was about to crush the man's neck, with the flash of shadow under his feet, the cold blade pierced into his back.

laugh--

"Cough!?" Karim froze in place and wanted to speak, but a large amount of blood choked into his throat.

The blade not only crushed his heart, but also pierced his trachea.

thump.

Karim loosened his grip and dropped the slave, who was almost dead.

The slave fell to the ground miserably, but he opened his eyes wide, trying to watch everything that was happening in front of him.

The captain of the guards, who had been abusing him not long ago, now bent his knees and slammed them heavily to the ground.

That funny posture... yes, just like a slave!
Seeing this scene, satisfaction flashed in the slave's eyes and a distorted sneer came out of his throat.

"Heh, ho ho..."

Then he closed his eyes with satisfaction and took his last breath.

he died.

But Karim wasn't completely dead yet.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest and wanted to turn around and attack, but his body could not move at all. He could only kneel on the ground in humiliation.

In the end what happened! ?

Just as he was thinking about it, a hoarse and mocking whisper came from behind him: "You're not dead yet? Haha, your life is tougher than I thought!"

Quinna stepped out of the shadows and pressed the dagger deeper into Karim's back.

laugh--

"Uh ah ah!"

Karim's expression was distorted by the severe pain, and he screamed with difficulty: "You...didn't, escape..."

The remaining words were blocked by a dirty rag in his mouth and turned into weak whimpers.

Quinna looked at his miserable appearance and said with a joking smile: "Why are you shouting? If you are a man, just hold it in!"

She taunted, preparing to deliver the final blow to Karim.

After dealing with this guy and freeing all the slaves here, she can go find Theresa who is hiding.

This city is too weird, she has to change the plan in advance and take them away from here.

"This infiltration mission has failed. I hope you won't blame me... hm?"

Quinna's expression suddenly changed.

Because, just now, she seemed to see the slave's body lying on the ground move.

Click.

No, that's not an illusion!!!
As she was staring in shock, the slave who had just died suddenly opened his eyes.

"Roar……"

The resurrected corpse stood up with its body arched in a twisted posture, then instantly pounced on Karim in front of it and bit him.

laugh.

However, because all the teeth had been pulled out before he died, no substantial damage was caused, and he could only repeat the gnawing action towards Karim.

"not good!"

Quinna felt extremely heavy as she looked at the resurrected zombies and Karim dodging in fear.

She knew why she was so uneasy.

Here, in this city...all dead creatures will be transformed into undead creatures!
This city has been shrouded by a huge area.

what does this mean?
This means that a powerful being has set up a magic circle here and is preparing to hold a super-large ceremony.

It could be a sacrificial ceremony to the gods, or a special advancement ceremony, or...

And whatever that means, it all means one thing.

The corners of her mouth curled up in a bitter arc, and she weakly loosened the dagger stuck in Karim's back, muttering: "Damn it, this is a big problem."

"Theresa, I think we can't escape..."

……

……

City Lord's Mansion.

In the extremely luxurious room, a noble lady with her entire face hidden under a black veil was lying lazily on the huge bed.

She was playing with a thick bone in her hand, shaking it back and forth, teasing the giant black dog guarding under the bed.

dong dong.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and a respectful but fearful voice came from behind the door.

"lady."

The woman's eyes moved under the black veil, she looked behind the door and chuckled twice.

"Ha ha, what happened?"

The woman's voice was extremely charming, full of endless temptation and depravity.

It was like poisoned honey flowing into the cochlea and then winding down the spine, making the body unconsciously soften.

goo.

The waiter outside the door swallowed subconsciously after hearing the charming voice, with obsession flashing in his eyes, and he wanted to raise his hand and push the door open.

But before he raised his hand to push the door, he suddenly came to his senses, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and controlled his crazy impulse.

He froze in place and reported in a trembling voice: "An outsider violated the taboo and killed slaves in the city."

Seeing that the waiter had held back, the lady snorted in boredom, without even raising her eyelids, and said casually:
"You know what to do. If they break the rules, then get rid of them. We must not let the ritual be exposed."

"Yes, understand."

The waiter nodded respectfully, then asked hesitantly, "Madam, isn't it time yet? Many people have already wanted to leave early. If we restrict them further, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of others."

Malagas has been restricted to entry and exit for half a month, and many people who wanted to leave the city were secretly controlled by them.

But this kind of forced restriction is not a long-term solution, and some people with ulterior motives will definitely notice it.

But the woman remained calm and said casually, "What is there to worry about?"

"Those people want to leave, so give them a reason not to leave."

"Wealth, slaves, power... whatever they want, Malagas City and the Moore family can give them."

The waiter's expression changed, and he finally nodded with difficulty: "...I understand, I know what to do."

After paying respectful respects, the waiter left quietly.

In the room, the woman stretched slightly and whispered to herself: "It's not time yet. My Lord needs more sacrifices."

As she spoke, she threw the bone out and let the giant dog bite it with joy.

The woman looked at the two horns on the giant dog's head, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"He also needs a wider variety of sacrifices."

"We need a more powerful sacrifice."

She smiled, lowered her eyes to look at her palm, and whispered softly:

"Not enough, not enough."

"Be patient a little longer."

"It's just a little bit, just a little bit..."

……

……

"Everyone, we are about to reach a camp where the slave traders are temporarily resting outside the Dark Region."

At this moment, Herbert, who was acting as the personal attendant of "Ms. Eliza, the Great Slave Trader", was consoling the disguised monks with a serious face:

"To all of you who are playing the role of slaves, I know you are all very uncomfortable, but I still have to ask you to be patient for a while."

"Don't rush to take action against other slave traders. We will rescue the slaves, but not now!"

"We only have one priority right now!"

"As long as we can successfully infiltrate the Dark Area, we can collect all the materials we need in Malagas City!"

(End of this chapter)