Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 32 Oh no, it’s coming towards me!!?
"……hiss."

Herbert had a blank expression, his mouth twitching slightly, and looked down at the battered grass carp on the ground.

When he walked out of the alien prison, he had only taken a few steps when he noticed the mess in the shadows not far away.

"Is this the third time?"

To be honest, he really didn't know what to say.

"Brother, are we so destined to meet? I didn't go out of my way to find you, so why do I always run into you?"

"Do you have a crush on me?"

"This is a secret crush..."

Really, you should carry some people behind your back.

You don't care, I'm embarrassed for you.

"Be careful, the Fish Lovers Association may come knocking on your door... No, is he one of the fish lovers? He loves fish so much that he can't help himself."

Herbert complained in his heart for a long time, and when he looked at the grass carp that was almost unrecognizable, his eyebrows suddenly raised slightly.

From the miserable condition of the grass carp, he realized that this brother's condition might be slightly different from what he had initially expected.

"His condition seems to be getting worse and worse. Is he going crazy?"

The grass carp was still half alive after the first attempt. The second time was a bit tragic, but at least it died afterwards.

But by the third time, the grass carp had already been killed halfway, and its head had been twisted off, turning it into a natural cup.

Brother Caoyu's way of venting became more and more brutal, and he became less and less able to control his desires.

Now they are only targeting fish, but will they extend their claws to other creatures in the future?

Fortunately, there are no cats or dogs in the monastery, otherwise Herbert would be worried about those innocent little animals.

In comparison, the safety of other people in the monastery is not something that a newbie like him should worry about.

Needless to say, the monks are either monks or paladins. They are quite reliable and have strong chrysanthemum-protecting abilities.

"As for the nuns, there is no need to worry about them. They usually act in groups, and their individual combat capabilities are no weaker than others..."

There are no ordinary preaching nuns in the Misty Monastery. All of them are combat nuns who can participate in combat.

Yes, all of them!

There is not a single weak and vegetarian woman among the battle sisters. All of them are ferocious beings who can wear heavy armor and cast spells with the scriptures in one hand while swinging a flail or smashing with a hammer in the other.

These nuns either serve as war sisters in the Knights of the Mist, or as punitive sisters in the Inquisition.

Each one is more brutal and bloody than the other.

Herbert thought about it and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Hey, wait a minute..."

The small animals are safe, the monks are safe, the nuns are safe...but there will always be someone who is not safe, right?

So, guess which lucky person will be in crisis?

"It's me!"

The corner of Herbert's mouth twitched, his crotch tightened, his thighs trembled, and he almost wanted to leave first.

"I'm the one who needs to worry the most!"

Correct and reasonable.

Herbert is the weakest of them all!
He is not very powerful, but he has a noble status, and most importantly, he has a very good appearance... He is simply the perfect candidate for the victim.

broken.

This time it's really directed at me!

Just like the saying goes, you don’t feel pain unless the knife stabs you, and it’s never too much to just watch the fun.

Now, when someone was about to stab him hard from behind, Herbert could no longer sit still.

Damn, there's a pervert here!

Herbert's expression became serious and he made a decisive decision - report it. He must report it!

"Brother Caoyu, I didn't report you before because I respected your hobbies and pretended that nothing happened."

"But since you have come to this point, don't blame your brother for taking ruthless action."

Herbert made up his mind and moved quickly, not caring about anything else, and strode towards the courtroom.

Lord Judge, save me!
However, when Herbert hurried to the court to find Bishop Thorn to report the "blasphemy", he unexpectedly found that he was too late.

The usually deserted and eerily quiet courtroom was now packed with people, with hundreds of monks and nuns gathered in the hall.

"Ok?"

Herbert was still wondering why he didn't meet any monks on the road, but now they were already here. He was about to talk to them but found something was wrong.

Many people had very unpleasant looks on their faces, and the originally taciturn monks could not help but whisper to each other.

what happened?
Herbert didn't need to ask anyone. When he walked to the center of the hall, he saw the answer - there was a sarcophagus there.

Someone is dead!

The deceased's face was covered with a piece of white cloth, and bright red blood was oozing from his mouth, but judging from his exposed hands and feet, he should be a young monk around thirty years old.

Herbert narrowed his eyes. At that moment, he felt a sharp chill crawling up his spine like a maggot on his tarsal bones, causing his heart to skip a beat.

!!!

For no reason, he suddenly had a very strong intuition in his heart, feeling that this matter might be related to Brother Cao Yu.

He did it! ?
It turns out that this guy is not only after sex, but also wants to kill people.

Perhaps because the murder scene seemed strangely familiar to Herbert, he quickly calmed down and analyzed the case.

"Was the deceased silenced because he witnessed that blasphemous scene?"

goo.

Herbert swallowed silently, feeling somewhat relieved and scared.

If I had come out earlier today, would I be lying on the same side of the dead body now?
No.

If I had run into him one step ahead every time before, would I have been silenced long ago?

While Herbert was thinking, someone spoke to break the silence.

"Everyone, we have lost a compatriot."

Bishop Thorn was not present at this time, and a middle-aged disciplinary nun came out to preside over the situation.

Her face was filled with sorrow, and her voice of grief echoed throughout the courtroom:

"He was a devout monk and a warrior who was willing to devote his life to justice and fairness."

"Every one of us is deeply angry about his tragic death."

At this point, the Punishment Sister raised her voice and shouted angrily: "But, fellow countrymen, anger alone is not enough, we also need to find the murderer who killed him!"

"We want revenge for him!"

This loud shout was like a signal, causing hundreds of people to shout at the same time.

"revenge!!!"

As the crowd roared, the temperature in the Judgment Hall, which was filled with murderous intent, dropped suddenly, making people want to shiver.

"……Um?"

At this moment, Herbert suddenly looked around with a sense of realization, and found that the people around him had quietly moved away from him.

A strange vacuum zone formed around him, and pairs of cold eyes, whose true meanings could not be seen, stared at him silently.

Herbert blinked, suddenly realizing that something was wrong.

Oh no, it's directed at me! ?

(End of this chapter)