Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 338 You Actually Toyed with Me (5K plus 122 123)
"Why!!?"

Whoosh—pop!

"Ah! No! Why ahhhhhhhh!?"

Whoosh——pop!
"Hush! Wait! Flora! Why are you doing this to me?"

Kreti, who was hung upside down, looked confused and was whipped by the gloomy-faced Flora.

She wasn't even angry about the situation, just confused.

What happened?
No!

What on earth happened!!!

She didn't even bother to struggle, and yelled at the top of her voice: "Wait a minute! I clearly didn't intentionally go looking for trouble with you this time! Why did you do this to me? Why did you hang me up and beat me?"

"I can take a beating, but you gotta tell me the reason!?"

why?
It’s not that I can’t be beaten, but you have to give me a reason!

"...Tsk!" Flora curled her lips, smacked her lips in disgust, and continued to whip without saying a word.

The devil said nothing, but just kept whipping faster.

Whoosh—bang, bang, bang!

Later on, the speed was so fast that the hanging devil was almost whipped like a spinning top.

The warden, who was supposed to stop the fight between the prisoners, stood by with his arms folded, watching the tragedy happen in silence.

"……hehe."

He smiled playfully, admiring the harmonious coexistence between the devil and the demon.

Although Flora looked ferocious this time and swung the whip fiercely, in fact... she didn't use any strength at all.

Not to mention bloodstains, there wasn't even a red mark left.

For this scene, Herbert could only think of two words - interest.

Isn’t this a pure erotic scene?
Herbert knew that Flora was actually using this behavior to cover up her shyness and embarrassment.

Well, her method is quite destructive...mainly it destroys the devil.

Miss Devil was no longer embarrassed, but the embarrassed person became someone else.

It was really unfortunate that Kreti had just made such a fuss.

Flora might not really intend to make any excessive demands on herself, but after being interrupted by Kreti, she felt embarrassed to say it again.

This made it seem like Miss Succubus was about to make some extremely outrageous requests.

Herbert saw through this, but did not speak out.

Nothing else...and it's pretty good looking.

I don’t have any special hobbies, I just like watching women fight.

Especially this kind of situation, where one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.

This is a great scene!

It suddenly became clear!

Herbert admired it with a smile for a while, and found that Kreti didn't ask the reason, but just stared at him with a resentful look on her face.

stare--

She didn't say anything, but it seemed like she said everything - is all you can do just stand there and watch?
Herbert couldn't help laughing at the resentful expression on her face.

"Hahaha!"

In the end, he couldn't bear to just sit there and watch, so he clapped his hands and interrupted Flora's "performance".

"Alright, alright, let's stop here for now."

"Whatever grudge you two have, we can settle it after I'm gone."

Any grudges or complaints? All should be settled privately.

I don't want to be a high-ranking official who solves cases.

“…Yes, I understand.”

Flora immediately lowered her head and followed the steps Herbert gave her to put away the whip.

She actually wanted to stop a long time ago, but she just didn't find the right time, otherwise she wouldn't have smoked so much - that was to let Herbert take the initiative to mediate.

Herbert knew all about Flora's little thoughts, but he didn't expose her. He smiled and said:
"Flora, you don't have to tell me about the reward I just mentioned. You can think about it and tell me when you have made up your mind."

"Don't worry, my promise is still valid."

"Okay, let me be alone with Kreti for a while."

After saying that, Herbert waved his hand gently at Miss Succubus, indicating that she could leave.

"I understand. I'll take my leave for now." Flora nodded and turned to leave immediately.

When Miss Succubus left, Miss Devil kept staring at her back but did not say anything harsh.

"..."

Only after she left completely did Kreti, who was still hanging upside down, turn around, narrowed her eyes at Herbert, and asked slowly: "So, do you know why she did it?"

Herbert smiled when he heard this and nodded calmly: "I know."

"Now that you know..."

The devil asked angrily, "Then you just watch?"

"Well, just watch."

The human admitted it frankly and asked, "Is it not possible?"

The upside-down devil and the standing mortal looked at each other, and neither of them spoke for a while.

"Tsk."

Kreti did not complain about why Herbert did not take the initiative to rescue her, but could not help but complain: "Sometimes I can't tell whether I am the devil or you are the devil."

Herbert blinked and smiled: "Are you praising me?"

"Definitely not!"

Kreti couldn't help but complain, not knowing what the paladin was thinking, and complained: "Also, how long do you want to see this? Put me down now!"

It’s fine that you didn’t help me before, but now that you’re looking at me hanging upside down, why don’t you help me?

"Ah, I thought you liked this position."

As Herbert tried to rescue her, he smiled and teased, "Nice figure, by the way."

Kreti glared at Herbert and said unhappily, "Tsk! You...ah!"

As she was complaining, she suddenly felt herself losing weight and rushing towards the ground.

Her magic power was forcibly sealed by Flora, and she is now just a mortal with a relatively strong body.

If she fell straight down like this, her face would have made a very close and hard contact with the ground.

It may not be that painful, but the humiliation involved is self-evident.

Paji.

"No!"

Fortunately, a certain paladin with a low moral standard was not so cruel and reached out his hand to catch her halfway.

"you……"

After catching the devil lady, Herbert behaved very gentlemanly. He did not do anything rash, but put her down directly and untied the sealing chain and tortoise shell binding on her body...

When the seal was lifted, magic returned to Kreti's body and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"call……"

After recovering, Kretie glared at Herbert and muttered, "Don't think that you can let this go just because you helped me!"

You just stood by and watched me having fun for half a day.

I will remember this grudge!

"Okay, okay. It's up to you how you want to take revenge." Herbert laughed and didn't take her threat seriously.

Saying harsh words that may never come true is also a sign of shyness.

This pair of the devil and the demon is really interesting. They are surprisingly similar in some ways. They are both quite shy, and they both have unique ways of concealing their embarrassment and shyness.

Seeing Herbert's nonchalant expression, Kretie snorted and felt a little relieved.

At this moment, what she needed was not the other party's care and apology.

Having an attitude like Herbert's can actually calm Miss Devil down.

She sat on the bronze throne, restored her usual appearance, and asked with a smile: "Since you are back, it seems that the matter has been resolved."

Seeing that she changed the subject, Herbert stopped joking and nodded, "Everything is going well, the information you provided is all right."

"Of course!" Kreti snorted proudly and puffed out his chest.

Herbert looked at her smug look and nodded with a smile.

There is an important part in the adventure to the Dark Region, which is the information about the slave caravan that Kreti extracted from the minds of the Frost Crystal Nobles.

It was also with the help of this information that he was able to use the reputation of others to raise a "slave caravan" for nothing.

But in fact, disguising as a slave caravan is not necessary, they have many ways to sneak in.

The reason why they chose to play the role of a slave caravan was actually to test the accuracy and authenticity of the information provided by Kreti.

Judging from the results this time, she passed the test successfully.

Kretien raised her chin, looked at Herbert's smiling face and snorted in her heart, knowing that Herbert had doubted her ability before. But this was no problem for Miss Devil, and she didn't feel that she was looked down upon.

Living beings are supposed to doubt each other, be jealous of each other, and scheme against each other... Only such souls are delicious.

"Tell me, whose soul do you want me to read this time?"

Kreti didn't bother to be polite to Herbert. She just stretched out her hand to Herbert and said, "Stop talking nonsense and give me the things."

Since Herbert let Flora leave and leave them alone, there must be a new task for her.

Instead of resisting it, she was somewhat excited!

Because reading souls is a process that brings pleasure to the body and mind for a devil like her.

And Herbert did not make any false excuses, but took out a soul crystal.

"This time, I will give you a demon-blooded half-soul."

"Um!!?"

Miss Devil, who had been looking so proud, suddenly widened her eyes after hearing the name "devil". She even put down her crossed legs and looked at the crystal in Herbert's hand excitedly.

"demon?"

Seeing his expression this time, Herbert knew that she was already interested, and said with a smile: "Besides, it's a pseudo-legend."

This time it’s still a pseudo-legend!
"An evil soul that has dominated the Chaos Camp for three hundred years."

Listening to Herbert's story, Miss Devil's expression became even more delighted.

The last time she was asked to interpret the souls of those ordinary nobles, she found the long-lost happiness in this long boredom.

Now that she has been replaced by a pseudo-legendary soul, she doesn’t know how happy she will be after reading these three hundred years of records.

Herbert looked at Kreti with a bright smile and asked faintly, "How is it? Is it to your liking?"

"Very nice...eh."

Kreti answered subconsciously, but soon realized her excitement, coughed lightly, and asked calmly: "Just tell me, what is the price you want me to pay?"

So, what's the cost?
"Oh, don't mention the price! That's so awkward. It seems like our relationship is not good." Herbert waved his hand, denying Kreti's statement of being "awkward".

He ignored the Devil Lady's "cold" look of disdain and said with a smile: "I give this soul to you as a gift, not asking you to give me anything in return."

"I just hope you can help me pay attention. In this guy's memory, you will probably meet a wizard from the Witch Association."

"I want that person's information. How did he meet the wizard? How did he contact him? Please help me sort out all these details."

Herbert had given Nenasha the soul of the furious man in order to find out this.

Sooner or later he will face off against the Witch Society, so the more he understands, the more prepared he will be.

"that's it?"

Kretti was waiting for Herbert to make more requests, but she stopped after saying this one.

She raised her eyelids and asked in surprise, "That's all. No other requests?"

Herbert nodded. "Yes, that's all. How about this? It's not that difficult."

The human spoke honestly, but the devil chose not to believe it and continued to question.

"Is that so? I don't believe it."

"You must have other plans!"

"No strings attached?"

"What about the hidden clause?"

"Or……"

……

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Herbert couldn't help rolling his eyes as he watched the devil's endless questioning.

"Are you the devil? Or am I the devil?"

Herbert's mouth twitched, and he spread his hands, saying helplessly: "Don't be so wary of me. It makes me seem like I'm always trying to hurt you."

"Am I that kind of person?"

"What good will it do me to hurt you? If there is no benefit, then why would I hurt you?"

Does this devil have paranoia? Why do I have to hurt you?

"Uh... because you're happy?" Kreti said uncertainly.

She is not having paranoid delusions, but is simply judging others by herself.

We devils are like this.

What are you happy about?
Of course it's for fun.

There are many types of villains in this world.

There is a type of villain who chooses to stand against others for their lofty ideals and noble values.

But at the same time, there is another type of villain who does not have such complicated reasons and no so-called persistence.

If you ask them why they want to destroy the world, you will only get a speechless answer - for fun.

Generally speaking, demons are mostly conspirators of the former type. They like to plan before taking action, will not easily vent their desires, and will only work hard for their goals.

But Kreti, this special devil, obviously belongs to the latter.

There wasn't a specific reason for her behavior, it was more about making herself happy.

Kreti just likes to seduce those nobles who claim to have noble blood, watching them gradually degenerate and eventually self-destruct.

She enjoyed the process and felt genuine joy watching them perish.

"Tsk, you devils really are...ah."

Herbert looked at Kreti's matter-of-fact expression and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, since you insist that I give you a reason, then let's do this."

He shook his head, walked slowly to the throne, and placed his hand on Miss Devil's shoulder unceremoniously.

?

It was not until this moment that Kreti felt something was wrong and wanted to get up, but was pushed back by Herbert.

"Wait! What are you going to do? I..."

wrong.

Something doesn’t seem right!

Looking at Kreti's panicked expression, Herbert couldn't help laughing and said jokingly, "Why are you hiding? What are you afraid of? Isn't this what you want?"

"You didn't accept my kindness and insisted on thinking I had other intentions... Fine, I'll satisfy you."

You little female devil in the body of a queen!
Treat you well, you won't be happy, this is the only way to be honest.

Row.

Satisfy you!
Herbert pressed Kretie down on the stool, and did not rush to take action. Instead, he slowly bent down and moved closer to her body little by little.

???

It was only at this time that Miss Devil finally realized that something was wrong.

Did I seem to have really angered the other person?

Eh!
"Wait, I was wrong! Herbert! I misunderstood you! I misunderstood you, wait a minute... huh!?" Kreti apologized while leaning back, instinctively wanting to dodge.

However, just as she was about to exert her strength, a thick shadow tentacle sprang out from the shadow.

The shadow tentacles quickly wrapped around her body like ropes and tied her tightly to the bronze throne.

But this is not actually a problem, she can get rid of this level of spell as long as she struggles hard.

The problem is, Kretie can't do it.

When Herbert slowly approached, he could still resist a little, but when the shadow tentacles appeared, he completely lost the ability to resist.

what happened?
Why does my body suddenly feel weak?

Why does this touch feel so familiar?

what is this?
Did something happen before?
Kreti was deeply confused, and then... Herbert's hand finally fell.

Pinch and lift.

"Wait! There...ah!" Miss Devil glared at the boy in front of her with grief and anger.

This bastard Paladin!
He actually played with my nose! ! ?
"You, huh!?"

After giving Miss Devil a good beating, Herbert left the lava hell feeling refreshed.

"As expected, some people are just annoying. You can't be too nice to them."

“A little sunshine will make it brilliant, a little flower will make it romantic, a little flood will make it overflow…Alas!”

Herbert, feeling emotional, did not go to visit Lucier. Before going to find the fallen angel, he wanted to clarify one thing.

He wanted more detailed information about the abnormal behavior of the Sun God, and then share this matter with Lucille to see what she thought.

But when he left the Third Discipline House and walked halfway, he suddenly stopped and froze with a strange expression.

"Wait, was I going this way? Wasn't I going to the Court of Inquisition?"

He found that he was not moving forward according to his own ideas.

Ok?
"How come this road... leads to the underground sanctuary?"

"Why?"

(End of this chapter)