Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 305 A "Request" (Happy Valentine's Day!)
Less than half an hour after parting with Herbert and the others, "Villanmaya" died.

The severed head was held in the arms like a treasure.

Died quietly.

Anyone who sees this scene will understand her situation.

After seeing this unexpected scene, Herbert's first reaction was disbelief.

died?

I do not believe.

I do not accept!

He couldn't believe that Sfannie died just like that.

How could it be true that he died so easily?

If Sfannie is not really dead, then she is just pretending and has successfully deceived Stella.

Friend, what are you doing?
Is this the result you want to get if you insist on acting alone?

Of course, deep in Herbert's heart, another possibility was constantly stimulating him.

It's just an assumption...what if Sfannie is really dead?

Due to carelessness, an accidental mistake may unfortunately cost one's life... This is not impossible.

Is he really going to die silently without even a ripple?
"...Tsk."

Herbert frowned and glanced sideways at Eliza, observing the subtle changes in her expression.

Dazed, confused… and angry.

The vampire lady was annoyed and stared at Stella.

Although Eliza's relationship with "Villanmaya" was not very good, the two of them had rarely spoken to each other and even had a mutually restrictive relationship.

However, as a team, after seeing one of their own die and their bodies being desecrated by others.

Eliza would still feel provoked.

Fortunately, Miss Vampire had not lost her mind because of anger and did not act rashly.

Without Herbert asking, he took the initiative to ask in a low voice: "Herbert, what should we do now?"

Because of Herbert's previous performance against Douglas and Carlo, Eliza's mentality changed slightly.

Just by following Herbert's arrangement, the two of them really won in the chaos, killing one enemy and injuring another.

After this battle, Eliza's trust in Herbert increased significantly.

After all, in this world, the most important thing is strength.

No matter what this strength is, whether it is personal strength or the control over others.

As long as you have the strength, you can get the respect of others.

Herbert was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said softly: "Don't be in a hurry, we need to see the situation again."

Although two legends have died, there should be at least two more legendary warriors in Malagas City.

Such a huge city, with thousands of years of accumulation, shouldn't only have two legends like Douglas...

Another point that made Herbert alert and hesitant was the square in the center of the city.

That place has completely turned into a chaotic sacrifice site.

However, within a few breaths, the huge deformed dragon was completely eaten up by the crazy crowd.

Only a pale skeleton and broken scales were left supporting it, like a corpse covered in armor.

And outside that armor of scales are thousands of bodies curled up in pain.

"Ahhh-"

"Eat! Eat! Eat!"

“I can’t eat anymore!”

"Ahhhh!"

"No, don't eat me, don't..."

Those men, women, young and old, those slaves and their masters who were chosen as sacrifices, now became extremely painful after having a hearty meal.

Their abdomens swelled up exaggeratedly, but quickly deflated after a few breaths.

Sand, sand, sand...

Tiny sounds echoed throughout the square, with countless insects fluttering their wings.

Large and small bumps appeared on the bodies of the sacrifices, moving rapidly within their bodies, making creepy noises.

Soon, the bumps that were moving under the skin finally broke through the eye sockets, and tiny black snakes emerged.

The dark red and black little snake poked its head out from the flesh of the sacrifices, stuck out its tongue, and looked towards the center of the square.

At the same time, he opened his mouth wide and a creepy sound came out of his mouth.

hiss!hiss!hiss!
They ate up all the eggshells beneath them, and then rushed towards the deformed dragon, which was left with only bones and scales.

clack clack...

After a few breaths, the hard scales were actually eaten and digested by them, and the white dragon bones quickly broke into pieces as if they were weathered.

Instead, after devouring the skeletons, a group of white snakes appeared among the black snakes, their scales as pale as their bones.

Apart from that, there were only a few red snakes whose scales had turned as scarlet as blood.

The poisonous snakes seemed dissatisfied with the current situation. Tens of thousands of snake heads moved at the same time, looking towards the high tower where the city lord was, and roaring angrily at the figure on the terrace.

hiss!hiss!hiss!
Facing the threat from the venomous snakes, Stella's expression remained unchanged. She smiled faintly, lowered her head respectfully and said, "My Lord, please don't be anxious."

"It was just a small accident. That stupid shadow dragon betrayed your trust, lost its blood, and failed to become the most suitable sacrifice."

"But it doesn't matter. Your most loyal servant has already prepared additional sacrifices."

As he spoke, the stone bricks in the center of the square slowly cracked, and several special dark elf corpses emerged from the ground.

Judging from the aura emanating from them, these corpses are all of legendary level!

"Please enjoy your offering."

They were members of the Moore family, other legendary strongmen that Herbert was wary of.

And now, they died at the hands of their own people, at the hands of the Great Mistress they elected.

The betrayers also faced their own betrayal.

As Stila finished her words, the venomous snakes, which had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, rushed forward and began to eat quickly.

They, no... He was devouring the food prepared for Him by God's Favored One, enjoying this rare delicacy.

The blood sacrifice ceremony has completely started.

Madness and depravity unimaginable to mortals descended here silently.

Turn this place into a hell on earth... No, maybe even the abyss of hell wouldn't be so crazy all the time.

This is the work of the evil god.

Only the most depraved and insane evil gods would enjoy this kind of scene.

If an ordinary mortal were here, he would be affected by such madness just by taking a look.

He completely turned into a madman with no mind, with indescribable mumblings echoing in his ears all the time and only knowing how to drool.

Even Eliza, who was in the evil camp, felt a little uncomfortable after seeing this scene.

Her evil dominance was above those mortal slave traders, but she was still somewhat inferior in front of the real evil god.

"vomit……"

Miss Vampire suppressed the urge to vomit and tried to stand in front of Herbert to stop him from looking at it for too long. As Herbert was not yet a legendary, his mind could be easily affected and polluted by this scene.

However, when she got closer, she found that Herbert's expression was quite calm, except for his eyes which revealed undisguised...disdain.

Correct.

It was not fear, nor anger, but rather blatant disgust.

The scene before us is so restrictive that no censorship agency can tolerate such a scene.

But as a paladin who hated to see such scenes the most, Herbert just felt a little disgusted after watching the scene carefully with a frown.

"... Ugh, this number and the way they appear are really disgusting."

But, to Herbert, that was all it felt like, just disgusting.

Other than that, I have no other thoughts.

Herbert was not afraid of snakes. If he had to say, he liked them a little, especially the cool and smooth touch.

His only dissatisfaction with the scene before him was the black snakes crawling out of the corpses.

It doesn't fit his aesthetic.

As for depravity, madness, evil, etc., he really didn't feel anything at all.

And the reason why he could do this did not come from Nenasha.

But by the sacred oath he had taken.

The protection brought by the Oath of Purity successfully protected his mind!

Although Herbert has always joked that the Oath of Purity is a "magic chastity lock", it has always protected more than just the filth between the two sexes.

Its real purpose is to protect weak paladins from being harmed by evil forces.

It allows the Paladins to not have their minds corrupted when facing powerful and irresistible evils such as evil gods and demon lords, and to completely maintain the purity of their hearts.

The tiny venomous snakes gathered together, entwined and coiled around each other, devouring each other, and gradually merged into a huge snake body...

Just as Herbert was watching all this with disdain, a rather friendly voice reached his ears:

“It’s a beautiful transformation, isn’t it?”

"Ok?"

Hearing this voice, Herbert looked towards the dark elf on the tower in surprise.

The dark elf city lord was leaning on a terrace shaped like a snake's head. His pupils had turned into vertical pupils like a reptile. He nodded slightly at him and smiled faintly.

That charming look did not make her look like an evil and crazy follower of a demon god, but more like a graceful lady flirting with a young nobleman.

I wanted to invite that handsome young man to explore the forbidden abyss of depravity and madness together in the boudoir.

"You actually came, and you came so early, much earlier than I thought..."

After seeing the indifference in the boy's eyes, Stella raised her eyebrows slightly and asked curiously, "Herbert, do you believe her so much?"

! ! ?

When his name was called, Herbert's pupils shrank slightly.

Does she know my name?
Before Herbert could respond, Eliza, who could no longer bear it, spoke first.

"Hey!"

She glared at Stella with great displeasure, revealing her sharp fangs and extended scarlet claws, her threat clearly evident.

Who are you? Why are you calling me so intimately?
I only dared to call you that secretly in the past few days!

If you scream so easily, then I will become a joke!
No!

Eliza was very upset, but she couldn't get angry about this, otherwise Herbert would find out... How could that be possible! ?
So she took advantage of the situation and used another excuse as a reason to attack, asking: "Stella! Did you kill Vilanmia?!"

Facing the anger of the vampire lady, Stella's reaction was very calm. She looked at her with contempt and said calmly: "I did it, so what? You have a good relationship with her?"

Eliza bared her teeth and shouted, "Nonsense! She is my companion!"

Companion, yes, I am here to avenge my companion!
"Companion? So what? She is one of my people."

Stila had an indifferent expression. She gently stroked the head in her arms and said with a lightly mocking tone, "I clearly gave them a chance. I let my father and the others go and didn't hunt them down myself."

"But those greedy guys were not grateful. They betrayed my mercy to them and even dared to come back... It's so stupid that it's incomprehensible."

"And your anger, I also can't understand."

She lowered her eyes, looked indifferently at Eliza whose expression changed slightly, and said lightly:
"This stupid tribesman of mine sneaked into my room and tried to assassinate me... She wanted to kill me, so isn't it normal for me to kill her?"

"Is there anything wrong with me doing this?"

Eliza:?

Why does it sound like there is nothing wrong with this?

"This……"

While Eliza was speechless, Herbert on the other side was observing Stella's micro-expressions.

Herbert's brows twitched slightly, and he pulled back the vampire lady who was about to confront him, staring at Stella and said slowly: "Stella, do you know me?"

Stella's expression was quite cold when she was talking to Eliza, but she smiled after seeing Herbert. The double standard treatment was very obvious.

"Know you? Oh, of course I know you, Herbert Albert, right?"

She narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the young paladin who looked particularly dazzling in the evil and darkness, and said softly: "Young and proud son of a noble, I didn't expect you to be so bold and actually dare to come here."

"Not only do I know your identity in the Misty Monastery, but you are the only one who has the opportunity to come into contact with my sister."

"I still know everything you did in the Frost Crystal Kingdom. You killed several old customers of the Moore family who had finally contacted you."

Stella's words made Herbert feel a little depressed - this Misty Monastery was really like a sieve, anyone could come over and take a look.

And, just as Sfannie once said, Stella really was staring at him like a poisonous snake in the shadows.

Stella regarded Herbert's silence as nervousness and continued with a smile: "I'm curious, do you really believe what my people say? Are you really willing to take the risk of coming here with her to assassinate me?"

"Herbert, don't you know what Moore really means? He's a traitor!"

"Now that Vilanmeya has betrayed your expectations and trust, don't you know what to do?"

Eliza:?

What do you mean, what are you going to do to him?
"What do you want to do? I ask you, you... um?"

Herbert grabbed Eliza's hand and squeezed it hard, signaling her to be patient.

He frowned and stared at Stella, then said slowly: "What do you mean? Do you want us to give up resistance now?"

"Do you think that as a paladin, I will surrender to evil?"

After hearing Herbert's words, Stella's smile became even more charming and brilliant. She saw through the boy's cowardice and shook her head gently.

"Surrender? No, this is not asking you to surrender to evil, but I want to make a deal with you."

"The ceremony has begun. According to my original plan, all the living beings in the city will become sacrifices to our Lord - but now that you are here, I can give you a chance."

"Herbert, as long as you agree to one of my requests, I will let the rest of them go. Doesn't this deal sound good? Haha~"

On the high tower, Stella smiled happily, her golden vertical pupils staring at the tense boy, savoring his nervousness.

You finally showed your anxiety~
"Young Paladin, you don't want to see everyone die, do you?"

Herbert pursed his lips, his expression slightly distorted, and after a while he asked in a deep voice: "...What is the request?"

The evil god's followers looked down from the high tower, smiling, lowering their eyes to look at the pure and flawless paladin, and issued an invitation with a low laugh.

she says:

"Would you like to be my companion?"

"Become a believer of our Lord like me!!!"

(End of this chapter)