Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 302 The chaos begins! (6K plus 100 101)
Sfanny left.

With a gesture that Herbert could not understand, he left alone, full of ease.

Unlike other dark elves, he did not betray his companions, but chose to take the danger alone at the last moment and exclude them.

"What do you mean by this?"

Herbert lowered his head and looked at his palms with a strange expression, as if he could feel the warmth coming from the barrier just now.

"She's a dark elf, does she really intend to be a hero?"

But it would be fine if I just wanted to be a hero.

But the problem was that the way she showed Herbert was like she was going to die.

Sfanni was full of death, and almost had death flags all over her.

What do you mean by hoping you can survive and meet again… Why don’t you say you’ll get married after this war?

We are about to take action, don’t say such unlucky words!

"What are you going to do?"

Eliza took over the conversation and snorted, "Should we just listen to her and stay here and wait for everything to be over? Or do we plan to do something else?"

Herbert did not answer, but turned around and asked: "What do you think?"

"Me? Humph!"

Eliza sneered and snorted, "Of course I won't listen to her arrangements. I want to prove to her that I'm not a weakling who needs protection!"

Not unexpected answer.

Herbert shook his head and chuckled, stretching himself: "Then it seems that our choices are the same."

After a few words of conversation, Herbert returned to his normal state from the state influenced by Sfannie.

Really, a simple thing has been made so complicated, as if it were a parting of life and death.

He is a very stubborn person.

Even if Sfannie really did it for his own good, that wouldn't work.

Since Herbert has decided what he wants to do, he will not follow the arrangements of others.

"What we have to do is very simple." He turned his head and looked towards the city lord's mansion.

Since the shortcut secret passage is not available, we can only choose another simple and traditional way to appear.

"Let's break in."

Eliza nodded, her scarlet eyes full of excitement: "Well, then let's force our way in!"

After the troublesome person "Villanmaya" left, she became noticeably more lively when she was alone in front of Herbert - Theresa was not taken seriously by her.

"By the way, no harm done, can you really keep me safe?"

"Haha, this is not easy!"

Eliza snorted, expressing her extreme indignation at Herbert's suspicion of her behavior.

You look down on me, huh?

How dare you look down on me! ?
"that……"

At this moment, a weak voice interrupted her counterattack.

Theresa, who was trying her best to reduce her presence, spoke hurriedly at this time.

Because she realized that if she didn't speak up, these people would really leave her alone here!
Don't leave me alone!
"Oh yeah, you're here too, I almost forgot."

Herbert finally realized the girl who looked like a Gorgon, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, young lady, you can't go with us, you have to stay here."

After hearing this, Theresa was obviously disappointed. She collapsed and begged, "My lord! Can't I come with you?"

She didn't want to leave the savior she had finally met, and she didn't want to leave the Knight's side.

"You should stay here."

But Herbert did not let her act like a spoiled child and firmly refused.

"We are going to do something dangerous. If we force you to come along, it will hurt you instead of protecting you."

There may be some double standards, but for young girls, this is indeed the best option.

What's more, Herbert's strength is far beyond the reach of this snake-haired girl who has just awakened her bloodline power.

There is simply no comparison between the two sides.

He has too many hidden cards, so he won't die so easily, and he can also exert great power at certain critical moments.

"……Um."

Teresa pursed her lips. Although she felt disappointed, she did not beg anymore.

She could hear the firmness in Herbert's attitude; these gentle words could not be refused.

"very good."

Herbert was quite satisfied with the girl's obedience. He raised his hand and touched her head. He said in a gentler tone, "Stay here. Eliza's blood slave will protect you."

Previously, Herbert killed two assassins and completely destroyed the monsters transformed by the assassins, but Eliza's approach was different from his.

She sucked the blood out of these assassins' bodies, gathered it into a huge blood ball, then added a drop of her own blood into it, and then poured the blood back into it.

Although these soulless, shriveled bodies have a tendency to mutate and revive, they are forcibly suppressed by the blood in their bodies.

These makeshift blood slaves retained about 70% of their strength in life. Although they could not exist for long, they were enough for a short distance.

Even if someone discovered this secret passage and forced their way in, the blood slaves would be able to protect her for a while.

Theresa pursed her lips and nodded honestly.

"Very good, just stay in there and we will take care of everything." Herbert soothed softly.

will work out.

She won't die here.

No one will die here.

He would kill Stella and put an end to the blood sacrifice ritual once and for all.

All will be saved.

This is not a promise made by a paladin to the weak who need to be saved.

But as an arrogant mortal, what he said was the fact that he was sure of.

As to whether these words are "wild talk" or "prophecy", it depends on how far Herbert can go in the end.

Just as Herbert arranged everything and prepared to leave, the uneasy girl spoke again.

"Sir Knight! Can I bring another person with me?"

"Ok?"

Herbert turned around curiously, but he didn't expect the girl to make a new request at this time.

He did not feel some arrogant impatience, but was surprised at Theresa's courage.

This little guy was obviously extremely uneasy and she didn't dare to tell him any more requests for fear of angering him.

But now, why am I willing to muster up the courage to pray to myself for the sake of another person?

Theresa faced Herbert's inquiring gaze, shrank her head, and instinctively wanted to close her mouth, but she still mustered up the courage to say, "Well, it's like this, I have another companion."

"Can I...can I go find her? Sister Quinna saved me before, and I don't want to leave her alone."

Quinna?
Herbert felt vaguely that the name sounded familiar. He was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Very good, you are right not to abandon your companions. In this case, you can take these blood slaves away and go find your companions."

Although Theresa looks timid, this snake-haired girl is actually quite powerful, with thick skin and high health bar.

With these six blood slaves, as long as no legend appears, it will be enough for her to run rampant here.

As for the legends, they will not have the time to care about Theresa, because their attention will definitely be attracted by Herbert.

"Attention, you need to come back within an hour... Also, do you know where she is?"

"Know!"

Theresa didn't expect Herbert to agree so easily. She straightened up in surprise and almost fell on him.

"I know the place. It's in the prison where we were imprisoned before..."

As he spoke, his expression suddenly darkened, and he shrank back, muttering, "But I'm afraid she won't recognize me in this state now."

Before, she was human, but now she has turned into a monster.

Theresa didn't know if Quinna would still take care of him the same way she did before, and she didn't know if she could treat herself the same way.

She looked up blankly and whispered, "Sir, I really wasn't like this before... Are you willing to believe me?"

"I believe you."

Herbert nodded without hesitation and said gently: "Your soul is as pure as your appearance."

"As for whether your companions will believe you, it's actually not important. How did you become companions?"

He whispered to the confused girl, "Is it because of what you used to look like? Definitely not."

"The soul is always more important than the appearance. As long as your soul remains pure, no matter what your appearance becomes, you have not really changed."

"Besides, you don't look ugly now."

This was not just empty words of comfort. Although the girl in front of him was in a dishevel, her appearance was still quite outstanding.

In particular, the thick and powerful tail is in line with Herbert's aesthetic taste - it must be very comfortable to wrap around the body.

"But if you are really worried, I have another solution."

As he spoke, Herbert took off the hood that was used to hide his hair and gently covered Theresa with it.

He chose this cloak just to cover up his hair color which was a little too bright.

But now that I no longer intend to hide my identity and have decided to act high-profile, there is no need to continue wearing this cloak.

"Put on this cloak and go see her. Tell her about the changes first. If she can accept it, then you can come with her."

"And if she can't accept it, you won't feel too bad."

Finally, he gently patted the girl's shoulder and said, "No matter how your appearance has changed due to the curse, your soul has not been affected in any way."

“Still pure and beautiful.”

Theresa didn't know what to say after hearing Herbert's words, and could only purse her lips and nod.

She felt a little complicated.

On the one hand, he felt that Herbert was deliberately comforting him, but on the other hand, he felt that his words seemed to come from the heart.

"Okay, then let's split up. We will help you attract some attention, and you can take the opportunity to rescue your companions." After quickly arranging for Theresa, Herbert was about to take Eliza away.

But when he was about to set off, he suddenly thought of a question and asked, "By the way, if you really find that you can't change back to your original appearance in the future, what will you do?"

Theresa was silent for a while, then she lowered her head while holding her cloak and whispered, "My lord, I would rather die than live as a monster."

If this really wasn't a curse, she would rather end her life.

"Sir Knight, I... can't actually change back?"

The girl was not stupid. She understood and guessed the meaning of Herbert's question at this time.

Herbert looked at the girl deeply, nodded and smiled at her, and said firmly: "Don't worry, I promise you, you will change back."

After receiving Herbert's affirmative assurance, the girl's uneasiness was slightly reduced. She leaned over to thank him gratefully, then quickly left with the six blood slaves.

Herbert watched the girl leave and shook his head slowly.

He was not lying. The other party did have a chance to return to his original appearance - if he mastered the power of his own bloodline, he could return to human form.

In addition, it was somewhat strange that the girl was not disturbed by the blood sacrifice ritual at all, and her soul was at peace.

At this moment, everyone in Malagas was enveloped in this huge ceremony that encompassed the entire city.

All people are in this realm, and their souls will be affected to some extent.

It becomes easier to be bewitched by others, and it is easier to indulge desires... Even Eliza is not immune to this. She becomes more irritable and easily irritated than usual.

The reason Herbert was immune to all of this was because of Nenasha deep in his soul, who was not affected by the domain.

What does she rely on?
Is the Gorgon bloodline immune to this effect?

"Don't tell her the truth? She is not cursed." Eliza suddenly asked the question she had always been curious about.

She could clearly see that the girl did not have any curse on her body, she just awakened the alien blood in her body.

However, Herbert deliberately concealed this fact and tacitly agreed with Theresa's claim that she was cursed.

Herbert curled his lips and said unhappily, "Of course it's to prevent her from going to extremes."

"Would you be so kind?" Eliza expressed strong doubt.

"What are you talking about? Of course I can!"

Herbert snorted, then his expression calmed down a little, and he said softly:
"Maybe she can't accept it now, but one day, she will understand that her bloodline is nothing to be ashamed of."

"One day, Theresa will understand how attractive her tail really is... ahem, it's powerful!"

Hi hi hi, I almost exposed my sexual fetish by accident.

I don't have any special preference for thick tails.
No way!

Eliza didn't notice his slip of the tongue. She looked at Herbert with a complicated expression and said uncertainly, "You... are really gentle in some strange ways."

To the Paladin, the other party was clearly an alien race that needed to be eliminated, but Herbert showed a considerable degree of gentleness.

No, not just for Theresa.

Herbert has always treated himself and other alien prisoners in the Third Discipline Institution equally.

Herbert was very calm and said with a smile: "Of course, I have always been so gentle."

"Can't you be a little gentler to me?" Eliza complained unhappily.

You are so rough every time, can’t you be a little gentle to me like you are to them?

Really!
Herbert tilted his head and asked meaningfully, "Are you sure? Do you really need me to be gentle with you?"

"..."

Eliza was silent.

Although she wanted to give an affirmative answer to save her face, for some reason, she suddenly hesitated.

Those unspeakable little desires in my heart suddenly became quite overwhelming at this moment.

"..."

She moved her lips, then slowly turned her head to the other side, pretending nothing had happened.

Eliza gave in to her desires.

That’s right, this is the realm of [evil desire], which amplifies the desires in everyone’s heart.

"Haha... let's go. Don't delay any longer. If we are any later, Sfanny might have already taken action." Herbert urged.

"Oh, okay...wait, you mean Sfanny?" Eliza nodded and was about to leave, but suddenly she was stunned.

"Isn't it Vilanmeya?"

Why is it my good friend Sfannie?
"Oh, yes, I was wrong, it's Vilanmaya."

Herbert looked normal, as if he had really said the wrong name and said awkwardly: "After all, they are all dark elves, so it is understandable to confuse them, isn't it?"

By simply testing Eliza's reaction, Herbert could determine that Sfannie had not told her her true identity.

In other words, Sfanny really intended to go her own way... This conclusion made Herbert feel a little depressed.

Eliza didn't think much about it and muttered, "Don't let them hear what you said. It's a bit hurtful."

Calling the wrong name is really hurtful.

And the names of these two people are not similar.

Relying on Herbert's talent for not getting lost, they moved quickly towards the city lord's mansion.

But Herbert and his companions did not walk for long before they stopped.

Not far from the place where Theresa was attacked by an assassin, Herbert and his companions encountered an unexpected blocker.

It was a tall dark elf with his entire body hidden under a black cloak. He held a bone scepter in his hand and stepped on a corpse dragon that looked like it was made of various pieces of meat.

The man stared at Herbert and the others, seemingly thinking about something.

Coming so fast!!!
Herbert's eyes moved, and he confirmed the other party's identity and strength.

Legend... and most likely a Dark Elf Mage at the pinnacle of legend!

It's just that eight assassins who were less than legendary level died. Is it necessary to send out such a large force?
While Herbert was observing the arrival of the people, Douglas was also observing them.

Then he was disappointed, completely disappointed!
"You... are too weak."

Click, click, click.

He tightly grasped the scepter in his hand and growled through gnashing teeth: "Not enough, not enough, not enough!"

Douglas originally wanted to take this opportunity to contact the other party, and if they were strong enough, he would invite them to do that thing.

But now it seems that I was overthinking.

The opponent's strength is simply not enough!

Although a legendary warrior is indeed very powerful, it is still far from enough to deal with the monster like Stella.

not enough!

How much he expected before, how much he is disappointed now.

And this disappointment quickly turned into anger.

"Damn it!"

Douglas was extremely disappointed and had no mood to continue communicating with the other party. He chose to attack directly: "You useless person doesn't deserve to live! Go to hell!"

A surge of negative energy ray spurted out from his staff and rushed towards Herbert's brow, but was directly bounced away by a blood arrow halfway.

"Trash, who are you calling trash?"

Eliza stood in front of Herbert, looked at Douglas with contempt, and snorted, "You are just a necromancer. Who do you think you are?"

"vampire?"

Douglas, who had been furious, now became excited after noting Eliza's race.

"Okay, okay, my collection is just missing a legendary vampire like you!"

He still didn't say anything extra and directly controlled the earth dragon under his feet to rush towards Eliza, while at the same time he began to summon undead creatures.

While distractedly casting the spell, he also took out a scroll from his arms and threw it towards Eliza. He used a legendary scroll of [Enslave Undead Creatures]!
"Become my dependent!!!"

For a legendary vampire, this is already the best and highest level of response.

If you are not strong enough, you will be stunned by Douglas's operation, your mind will be controlled, and you will become the follower of this necromancer.

But the problem is that Elisa is not an ordinary legendary vampire.

Besides, she already has an owner!
"Want to be my master?"

Eliza completely ignored the other party's legendary scroll and sneered, "Idiot!"

She moved her fingers lightly, and streaks of blood pierced through the ground, turning the rushing corpse dragon into a hedgehog.

As she met the opponent, she had already seeped her blood into the ground, ready to attack at any time.

After the first counterattack, Eliza turned her head to look at Herbert: "I really don't have to be patient anymore. I can take action now, right?"

Herbert smiled and encouraged loudly: "Yes! Just do it, the bigger the noise, the better!"

"Well, well, I'll show you what real power is!"

She snapped her fingers, and the blood on the ground quickly gathered and turned into a group of giant scarlet bats, rushing directly towards the necromancer.

whoosh-

However, just as Eliza's blood creation was about to collide with the corpse monster controlled by Douglas again, a terrible roar resounded throughout the city.

Wang! ! !
It sounded like an angry dog ​​barking, as if a vicious dog was out of its cage.

But soon, the barking was replaced by another sound.

Roar! ! !
The sound was getting louder, closer, and more terrifying.

"Up there!"

Herbert looked up suddenly and saw a huge shadow rushing towards him.

A huge figure tens of meters long fell down with a bang.

A giant black dog?
No, no.

With that size, how the hell could it be a dog!
"Giant dragon? Is it a shadow dragon?"

That’s right, it was a ferocious-looking...dog-headed shadow dragon.

Herbert's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "No! Why is it a dog's head?"

(End of this chapter)