Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 289: The Master's Responsibilities (Additional Chapter 91)
Madam, your husband also told you about this kind of thing... ahem, you forgot that you don’t have a husband.

In short, if you don’t want to be exposed, just grit your teeth!
Herbert glanced at Eliza, nodded, and then moved his hand forward.

forward!forward!forward!

Eliza: ???

"Wait... I asked you to wait a moment!"

Eliza grabbed Herbert's wrist tightly and managed to control his advance.

She stared at Herbert in shock and tried to lower her voice: "What on earth are you thinking about!?"

You you you...how could you do such a thing?

Herbert smiled brightly and said leisurely: "I am doing my duty, ma'am. I am just doing what I should do."

As he spoke, although Herbert's wrist could not move forward any further, his slender fingers moved flexibly.

???

"No, what exactly is your duty?!"

Eliza felt the danger getting closer and closer to her, and the blush on her cheeks grew deeper and deeper - fortunately, she was wearing a veil so no one else noticed.

Herbert blinked and said seriously, "What? As your personal attendant, my job is to make you feel comfortable both physically and mentally."

"Don't worry, I'm good at this. Just relax, it will be over soon. I promise you will love this feeling."

It would have been better if Herbert didn't say anything, but after he said it, Eliza couldn't let him do whatever he wanted.

She pressed Herbert in resistance and shook her head quickly in an arc that would not be noticed by others: "No, no, no, still no, thank you, but no, no..."

Thank you!

But still no!
And Herbert...of course couldn't do what she wanted.

How could I let you go?

Do you know how long I waited to find this opportunity with so many people?
In order to give you the most extreme experience, I specially picked this suitable place.

Time, location, people and harmony.

If we don't attack now, when will we attack?

Herbert continued to stretch out his hand and beckoned: "Madam, don't resist fearlessly anymore, surrender as soon as possible."

"You have been sleeping in a coffin for too long. It is out of date. In our time, this is a very normal thing."

"Open your heart quickly! Leniency for surrender, severity for resistance!"

"Okay, enough of the small talk, let's get on with it..."

Herbert continued to use force with his hands while bewitching her at high speed, while Eliza tried her best to resist.

"You, don't, come here!"

"Just, let me, pass!"

The two of them confronted each other silently, and Herbert's palm was getting closer and closer to Eliza little by little.

"hiss……"

Eliza gradually became desperate and could only watch the hand getting closer and closer.

Why can't I hold him down?!

Isn't he a Paladin?
But how come his strength is like that of a barbarian?!
No, it's even more exaggerated than the barbarians of the same level!
What Eliza didn't know was that although Herbert's apparent strength was only at a high level, his physique after several strengthenings was quite amazing.

Admittedly, he is currently slightly inferior to Valentina in hand-to-hand combat... but when facing small-time vampires, he can definitely give it a try!

Click, click, click...

As the two men were confronting each other, the huge sofa they were sitting on made a slight noise and was about to collapse.

If it collapses, everyone's attention will be drawn to it!

No, no, no, no!

"Wait, don't...that's right!"

At the critical moment, Eliza suddenly had an idea and thought of a perfect way to escape!

She came close to Herbert, stared at him with her big eyes, and gritted her teeth and said, "Herbert, I am commanding you as a master now! You, don't move your hands anymore."

After saying this, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Correct!
I am the caravan owner now, you have to listen to me!

It’s not that I don’t want to reveal my identity.

It is you who need to disguise your identity!
If you don't want to be exposed now, you must be obedient.

Sure enough, after Eliza finished speaking, she immediately felt that Herbert's strength had weakened a lot.

Phew—finally, safe.

Eliza let out a long sigh and complained, "Humph, it would have been better if you had been obedient earlier. But in the end, you still have to be obedient...eh?"

But when Eliza looked up after mumbling, what she saw was not dejection, but Herbert's half-smile.

Eliza:!?
After meeting those deep eyes like a hunter staring at his prey, she, as the "prey", knew... something was wrong!

Although she didn't know what went wrong, the vampire lady, who had been bullied many times, had already foreseen that the situation was going to get worse.

"Do you think you are really the master?"

Herbert smiled meaningfully, put his mouth close to Eliza's ear, and whispered: "Eliza, can't you really tell who is the master between us?"

!!!

The deep sound flowed into her body from her cochlea. The vibrations accompanied by the sweet and fragrant air flow made her body numb, and she trembled involuntarily.

In Eliza's long life, she had never had such close contact with the opposite sex.

When she was a mortal princess of a small country, she was kept in seclusion and would never meet any men of her age.

After she was transformed into a vampire by her "father", she gained extremely powerful powers and was feared by everyone and regarded as an untouchable monster.

In the end, Eliza did become the "monster" they called her.

He hunted down his "father" and all his descendants, and merged all his blood into his own body.

For a long time she wandered in the night.

In the realm of night, no one dared to talk to her, let alone touch her at such a close distance.

She is the blood-faller, the kinslayer, the cursed daughter of disaster...anyone who has anything to do with her will only meet a tragic end.

Her parents and relatives died out, and her "father's" bloodline was also severed in her hands.

She is no longer human, and there is no place for her in the human world.

But she is not a demon, and the vampires see her as a monster that preys on its prey.

But now, this strange Paladin actually... wants to desecrate her! ?
No, that's not right.

Before this, he had clearly blasphemed several times!

She looked at Herbert blankly, trying to read his true thoughts from his eyes.

Are you really not afraid?

Eliza's lips trembled slightly, and she asked, "Are you really not afraid of me?" Herbert frowned slightly, did not answer, but looked at her in confusion.

Sister, what weird things are you talking about?
What, are you also non-mainstream?

So, if we translate the sentence just now, is it as follows: "If you don't rely on me, things will change without your permission"?
Eliza saw the doubt in Herbert's eyes, shook her head gently, and explained in a low voice: "No, if you come into contact with me, you will become unfortunate... um~"

An unrestrained and charming moan escaped from her mouth, blending into the noisy and lewd atmosphere of the entire pub.

He he he!!?
Just now, Herbert did not answer Eliza's question, but directly leaned over and bit the tip of her slightly pointed ear!

The tip of the teeth exerted force and gently pulled the tip of the ear.

!!!

From an outsider's perspective, it seemed that Herbert, the servant, was just whispering in his master's ear for fear of being overheard.

And he did whisper softly after releasing the tip of her ear: "Don't worry, I won't leave you."

He has said similar things many times to different people and has become somewhat familiar with them.

Each and every one of these monster girls with special traits is a lonely child who longs to be noticed.

They are favored by fate, but also destroyed by fate.

If you want to get into their hearts, you must take on the challenge given by fate.

"I will never abandon you or leave you alone."

Eliza bit her lips hard, her sharp fangs bit the corner of her lips, and the scarlet blood dyed her lips red.

She stared at Herbert, raised her hand and grabbed his collar, and asked hoarsely with anxiety and even anger: "Why? Why are you so sure!?"

Those people left me, all of them left.

You...what makes you think you can do that?
Why are you so sure!?

tell me!
Facing her questioning, Herbert simply lowered his head, moved closer to her, gently lifted the black veil with his left hand, and calmly looked into those eyes that were faintly flashing with blood-red light.

Can vampire tears also be blood?
He smiled, gently wiped away the tears of blood that were about to fall with his fingers, and said calmly but firmly: "Because, I am your master."

"I won't let you lie alone in that cold coffin anymore."

"If you really want me to give you a reason, there is no other reason."

"I want to, and will become your master."

Herbert lowered his eyes and took in Eliza's confused and somewhat uneasy expression.

"You..." Miss Vampire moved her lips but couldn't speak for a long time.

And Herbert did not wait for her to think clearly, and continued to tell her while she was confused: "Eliza, I am the ruler you have longed for for many years."

At the same time, when Eliza was distracted, Herbert's palm took the opportunity to go deeper.

But he didn't continue teasing her by moving downwards. Instead, he moved slightly upwards and pressed...her slender waist.

Then, he gently held Eliza in his arms, letting their chests lightly touch.

dong dong.

Transmit your strong heartbeat to the delicate body that has been cold for many years.

Eliza subconsciously wanted to push him away, but she put her hand down as soon as she raised it, silently appreciating the warmth.

This long-lost heartbeat.

"..."

Herbert looked at her and slowly lowered his head.

When he raised his head again, there was a hint of scarlet at the corner of his mouth.

He naturally licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, swallowed it, and looked around.

Although my actions just now were secretive, other people who have been paying attention here should also notice that something is wrong.

Herbert originally planned to have a conversation with other slave traders and get some information.

As a result, he accidentally discovered an opportunity to advance the progress of the Eliza strategy.

After weighing the pros and cons, Herbert made a decision and made every effort to advance the progress without caring about other people's opinions.

"Is someone going to provoke us next?" Herbert thought to himself as he glanced around.

Eliza's face was revealed for a moment, and her excessive charm would attract some idiots who overestimate their own abilities.

And he had made plans - to make those guys regret having such thoughts, and even regret being born into this world.

But just before Herbert's expected development occurred, another super-development attracted everyone's attention.

It was a sorrowful cry that came from far away.

It was the weeping and blood-curdling howl that came from where the slaves gathered—"Justice ah ah ah!"

Like resentment, admiration, weeping, complaining.

The wailing that made men silent and women cry made the entire noisy tavern quiet down.

Everyone in the tavern was stunned and looked at each other blankly.

"what sound?"

"Huh!? Whose slave is screaming so miserably?"

"You're shouting so loudly, you must be in good health, hahaha..."

Not to mention others, even Herbert was stunned. He moved his ears slightly and listened carefully for a while.

And Herbert also heard who was howling.

"God damn justice... Cyril, what are you doing? Can't you even stand this?"

Cyril, why is it you again!

"Are you really that fragile that you can't help it?"

Herbert shook his head and smacked his lips with emotion: "It seems that the boy's ability to withstand pressure is still not very good."

Although he wanted to "praise" him a few more times, Herbert couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard the overly miserable wailing.

Phew, haha!

"Ahem... Never mind. We are colleagues after all. Don't bully me too much."

Since something happened on his end...that's just right.

Herbert turned to Eliza, who was still looking down in confusion, and said with a smile: "Eliza, do you want to move your body?"

"If you're confused now, why don't you stop thinking too much and just let it out?"

He glanced at everyone in the tavern and whispered, "Want to indulge yourself?"

"Do not."

Herbert smiled, changed his tone, and ordered softly: "Now, follow my instructions and vent as much as you can."

It is his duty as a master not to let his "slave" get confused.

"Let out all the confusion, uneasiness, and resentment from the past."

(End of this chapter)