Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 327 Be Your [Loyal Dog] (5.2K plus 114 115)
"Of course I see. I'm not an idiot." Herbert snorted unhappily.

"So, are you angry?" Sfanny chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm very angry. I feel like you've tricked me into thinking I'm Eliza."

"Eliza? You don't have to be so complicated with her."

"Oh, that's what you said."

……

In the distance, Elisa, who went to say hello to Theresa, sneezed and blinked in confusion.

Eh?
Why am I sneezing?

"Um, Lady Eliza?"

Opposite Eliza, the innocent girl who was sprayed in the face looked aggrieved and pouted.

"Oh, oops, I didn't mean to, sorry!" Eliza hurried forward and wanted to wipe it off for her.

As a result, he didn't look at his feet and stepped on the tip of Theresa's snake tail.

"hiss!"

"Oops! Sorry!"

……

On the other side, Herbert and the other man looked at each other and laughed after they had finished playing crickets with the vampire lady who was not present.

"Haha, you are her good sister, how can you tell such truth?"

"It is precisely because we are good sisters that I can only tell you this."

Sfanny smiled and stood up slowly, then bent down, bowed slightly to Herbert, and said respectfully:
"I, Svani Moore, the last descendant of the Moore family and the current Grand Madam, pay you my highest respects."

"As I said before, I'm going to start pursuing you."

Herbert had already acquiesced to this and had no way to refuse, nor any particular reason to do so.

He just habitually asked about his curiosity: "Speaking of which, by pursuing me, do you want me to help you with something?"

Herbert just asked casually and didn't expect Sfannie to answer, but she gave a prepared answer.

"Well, if possible, I hope you can help me give birth to enough offspring so that the Moore family can prosper again."

?

Herbert was stunned for a moment, and then his mind was full of question marks.

"What do you mean, 'enough'? No, wait a minute... do you want to build another Moore family?"

Compared to the previous abstract point, Herbert was very surprised by Sfanny's purpose.

"I really didn't realize that you still have such feelings for this family."

This was a surprise to Herbert.

Sifanny shook her head, denied his guess, and explained:
"No, you are right. I have never liked the bloodline of the Betrayer. I sincerely hate the fate of having to betray each other."

"Then what are you going to do?" Herbert was even more confused.

You don't like it, but you still do it...Are you a bootlicker?

Well, that’s not right either, it’s the other way around.

The dog licks the thing because he likes it.

After all, if you don’t like someone, who would be willing to be a bootlicker?

Sfanny didn't see what Herbert was thinking. She turned her head to look at the ruins of the city and said softly, "I don't like it, but Stella does."

"She has always loved the Moore family and was proud of it. She wanted to become the headmistress... although she did it in the end and destroyed it with her own hands."

"At the end, her spirit conveyed one thing to me - she was sorry and regretted destroying the clan."

Herbert raised his eyebrows and asked, "So you want to make up for her regret?"

To be honest, Sfanny's reason made sense, but he didn't think it made sense.

When a loved one passes away, they are gone. The debt owed to them when they were alive cannot be repaid after their death.

What's more, it's hard to say who owes whom between the two sisters.

As a result, Sfanny shook her head and denied it: "No, I didn't do this for Stella. She is dead and her soul has returned to the Sea of ​​Chaos. I know this better than anyone else."

She is a rational legendary wizard, not a crying child, and she knows that the other half of her sister has disappeared.

"Please believe me, I did this all for myself."

"I wanted to go the other way and prove Stella wrong."

Sfanny looked into Herbert's eyes seriously and said with great certainty: "What I want to establish is a new Moore family."

"A new clan that no longer hides in dark and miserable corners, but can live in the sunshine."

"Since the surface elves came from the ground to the underground, the dark elves can also return to the surface from the underground."

"Once upon a time, the Moore clan had no choice, but now, I want it to walk in the light."

She whispered to the "Executioner" who had personally destroyed the evil god's conspiracy and completely destroyed the Moore clan, "Since we have perished under the sun, we will be reborn under the sunlight."

The incarnation of the scorching sun destroyed everything, so we started again under the shining sun.

"A new Moor clan? Hmm..."

Herbert sensed Sfanny's emotions and nodded silently: "If that's the case, I won't stop you, but you have to be prepared. You will put in a lot of effort for it."

"For example, you first have to change the family motto."

[The bloodline of the betrayer will never end. 】

As a paladin, Herbert could not allow such a motto to continue to exist.

The business must be closed for rectification!

Otherwise, we will check your fire department! Every day!
"Of course, the [betrayer] has already gone down in history and will never return to the stage of history again."

Sfanny was prepared and asked, "In contrast to betrayal, the new Moor clan will always be loyal."

"How about this, [Loyalist]?"

When Herbert heard the name, he felt something in his heart.

Wait, why do I feel like the direction of this topic is a bit strange...

"Not to any gods, nor to me, the Great Mistress, but simply to one person."

Sfanny looked deeply at Herbert who was making some guesses, and expressed the uncertain guess in his mind.

"Yes, loyalty to you."

Herbert: What the hell!!!

He blinked and pointed at himself.

Eh.

Me, me?

Sifanny nodded seriously and continued to chase, saying, "If you wish, you can change the name to [Loyal Dog]."

She held Herbert's left hand with both of her hands and said sincerely, "Please let me, and all my future descendants of the clan, become your most loyal dogs."

Herbert didn't actually hear the following request clearly, but he saw two big words in Sfanny's eyes.

Loyal! Sincerity!
“This… cough cough.”

Herbert hesitated, shook his head, and raised his right hand to block: "Wait, you, you wait a moment."

To be honest, Herbert was a little overwhelmed at this moment.

The young Paladin, who always played big, suffered a considerable mental shock at this moment.

He felt as if he was being entangled by some extraordinary young lady.

Where did this script start to go wrong?
Does it start with, as Sfanni said, becoming the "special person" who helps her, believes in her, and chooses her?

Or, in fact, from the very beginning?
Is this Sfanni's true nature?
So to speak, it's the instinct of being a dark elf.

If this is the case, then Sfannie has actually always been like this, but she has never met someone who can arouse this instinct in her, so she has been suppressing her nature.

When you think about it this way, there seems to be a hint of rationality in the irrationality.

hiss……

Eliza is just a masochist who likes pain, but you really want to be my dog!

I didn’t expect that the small lightless prison could gather two masters like you, Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick.

"...This is really amazing." Herbert sighed for a long time and finally calmed down.

He looked down at Sifannie and asked slowly, "Seriously?"

The answer was naturally without hesitation.

"Very serious." Sfanny heard Herbert's tone and laughed.

She knew that this "soft-hearted" Paladin had been convinced by her to move forward.

"alright."

Herbert nodded, and after thinking about it for a while, he accepted the matter calmly without being pretentious.

"Sfanny, I accept your loyalty."

Although the shock was a bit great at first, if you think about it carefully, it is just accepting the loyalty of a clan, which is nothing. He is the lord of the Eldar.

Although it is just a small village now, it will surely grow bigger in the future.

The defection of one ethnic group will definitely not be an isolated case, and it will inevitably happen in large numbers in the future.

Sooner or later.

Now, it’s just a matter of adapting in advance.

"Thank you for your kindness, my master." Sfanny nodded gratefully and kissed Herbert's fingertips again.

Herbert retracted his finger and said calmly: "There is no need to call me master. You just need to know these things in your mind."

After thinking about it, I think there are too many people calling me master, so please stop repeating the positioning.

Herbert's treatment was a little cold, but the smile on Sfanny's face became even brighter, and even a hint of blush appeared on her face.

The case is solved. It turns out that she is the type who appears cool on the outside, but on the inside wants to be treated roughly!

After thinking about it, a female masochist and an icy beauty contrast bitch, it seems like a combination that would be very common in some books.

Herbert complained secretly and asked another question: "By the way, are you going to tell Eliza about this?"

"I'm fine with that if you need me to." Sfanny didn't insist on it.

She didn't feel ashamed of just finding a master for herself.

"Then let's not talk about it for now."

Herbert stroked his chin and smiled happily: "I want to watch you two perform against each other and disguise your true selves. It will be very interesting."

To be precise, he wanted to see Eliza trying hard to disguise her true nature.

Must be fun!
"Haha, then it's as you wish." Sfanny was also somewhat interested in this and had no objection.

After saying that, she licked her red lips, moved closer, and whispered, "It's just that I hope you can give me some rewards when you are alone with me."

Herbert raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I can indeed give you some rewards, but not for this body."

"Speaking of which..."

"Sfanny, have I seen your true form?"

Being asked this question suddenly, Sifannie was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"The real entity is not the flesh and blood clone that deceived me in the beginning, nor is it the hypertrophic flesh and blood that transformed into the tree house. I am talking about the real entity." Herbert said calmly.

At the beginning, he thought he had forced out Sfanni's true form, but later, after learning about her ability to clone herself, he suddenly realized that it might not be her real body.

When talking about this issue, Sfanny was unusually embarrassed. She let go of Herbert under his scorching gaze, took two steps back, and laughed dryly in an awkward manner.

"Well... well, I really haven't shown you my true self yet."

She gestured at a place slightly shorter than her own height and said helplessly: "The real me is actually not as mature as my current appearance."

"Well, although Stella and I are twin sisters, we don't actually look very similar."

"Although I am the older sister, I actually look younger and my skin is lighter..."

"Well, as a dark elf, that skin color is indeed much lighter."

Sfanny explained in a panic under Herbert's surprised eyes, and finally said helplessly: "Uh! I mean, if you want to see it... I have no problem."

Herbert appreciated her awkwardness, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Haha, you should make more preparations. I am looking forward to the day when I can meet your true self face to face."

"Mr. Herbert... do you know?"

Sifanyi pursed her lips and muttered in a reserved but somewhat resentful tone: "Sometimes you really are good at bullying people."

"Oh? In your opinion, it's only sometimes?" Herbert laughed, waved his hand, and strode towards the direction of the others.

"Let's go. Don't stay here any longer. It's time for us to go back."

Behind him, the dark elf who stayed where he was, looked at his back with a resentful look on his face, moved his lips, and then also laughed.

"really."

"You always do."

"You are very good at making people feel grateful, respectful and admiring of you."

She licked her lips, savoring the feeling on her tongue just now, and whispered softly.

"…and admiration."

……

……

a.

"Cyril, you really aren't going back?"

A monk looked at Cyril, who seemed to be a completely different person, in confusion, and whispered, "I know you are unwilling, but it is really too dangerous for you to stay here alone."

Although there were some problems before and strange phenomena such as bright lights appeared underground, the overall operation was relatively smooth.

On the second day after entering the dark area, they finally caught up with Cyril who was running at full speed in front, and then successfully met up with Herbert who arrived a step later than them.

After that, everything went according to plan. They trained under the supervision and protection of Herbert and collected all the materials required by the Caretaker.

And after everything is over, they are preparing to embark on their journey home as usual.

However, Cyril actually suggested staying alone!
Everyone was quite puzzled by this.

Although Cyril has a bad temper and a bad mouth, he is not a bad person by nature and has a good relationship with everyone.

Everyone thought he was just being angry and for a moment they were trying to persuade him not to do anything stupid.

But Cyril just shook his head, declined everyone's kindness, and explained: "Sorry, I'm not throwing a tantrum, but I really plan to stay here for a while and gain some experience."

He looked at the gorgeous carriage Herbert was riding in, moved his lips, and whispered: "Herbert... No, that gentleman gave me a task."

"What mission?"

Cyril shook his head and didn't explain too much: "Sorry, it was a secret investigation mission."

"But don't worry, I have some magic items for dealing with emergencies, so I'll be fine."

Although he didn't know why Herbert wanted him to collect the blood of the race unique to the dark area, he decided to carry out the task seriously.

Since Lord Herbert asked for it, he must have made some arrangements!
After the previous conversation, his opinion of Herbert changed completely. He became his staunch supporter and decisively asked to follow him.

Herbert's approach was the same as when he treated Phao. He neither agreed nor refused, maintaining an ambiguous attitude.

The admiration for Herbert is almost second only to Fao.

The more resistant one was before, the more loyal one would become after coming to one's senses.

Just as Sfanny thought, Herbert might really have a unique charm that attracted other people's attention all the time and quietly transformed them into his followers.

In other words, Herbert did not intend to develop his own faction in the monastery so early. He had this idea, but his actions were not big and he had been restrained.

Otherwise, according to the current trend, in a while, as long as Herbert raises his hand, he will be able to form a team in the Misty Monastery and set up his own department - the fourth branch.

And now, even if Herbert did not deliberately manage it, his reputation in the monastery was quietly improving.

Whenever they heard the legendary deeds, heard the feelings of the monks who had come into contact with him, and saw every monster girl that he had transformed...

All the monks saw Herbert's behavior.

Faol and Cyril were definitely not the only ones who wanted to follow him.

However, after all, Herbert is still too young and his strength is unclear. Some people are still reserved and are not acting rashly for the time being.

But the day Herbert becomes a legend, everything will be different.

Then, perhaps that will be the day when those onlookers who are moved by their feelings will come forward and join us.

……

……

And just when Herbert and his companions finally set out on their journey home.

Valentina, who had been awake for a week, had moved between rooms several times and chatted all day, was feeling bored.

She was still stuck at an awkward point in her epic advancement. Herbert was not at home, and Freme and the others could not provide her with any effective help.

Finally, Valentina couldn't hold back any longer and carefully pushed open the door to the fifth floor.

"that!"

"Hello!"

"I'm not here to fight! I'm here to ask you something...eh?"

In the space filled with aurora, Miss Hungry Dragon did not see the dangerous fallen angel from last time.

Instead, she saw a tall figure with red hair.

That's her own figure! ! ?

"wrong!"

After being stunned for a moment, Valentina quickly realized that there was not another self, but just a reflection.

"Is this... a mirror?"

Just when Valentina felt relieved, the reflection in the mirror suddenly moved and gave her a faint smile.

"Ok?"

Valentina: ???
(End of this chapter)