Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 45: The Cold Elf (Thanks to the leader of poorsen!)
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"Is anyone home? Is there someone... oh, automatic door."

Herbert knocked on the door, but before he could start making a joke, the wooden door opened automatically.

The room was not much brighter than outside, and the light was still emitted by the fluorescent plants growing everywhere.

He walked in slowly, his eyes scanning the layout of the entire space.

A huge table covered with various bottles and jars, filled with liquids of different colors, some of which contained organs of unknown organisms.

A huge eye stalk emitting a strange aura, withered and shrunken limbs, five red stomachs connected side by side, and an eyeball with three pupils...

Logically speaking, Herbert should have felt creepy and had goose bumps after seeing such a scene, and he should have even taken a SAN test.

But for some reason, Herbert not only did not feel scared at this moment, but even felt that this scene was somewhat...satisfying?
Is this right?
Just as Herbert was wondering if there was something wrong with his mind, the culprit jumped out.

[“Hmm~ She has really good taste.”]

"Oh, it's because of you."

OK, the case is solved.

It's you, this damn thing, that's interfering with my aesthetic taste.

[“What? Don’t you think these things are good? They are all good things! And the processing methods are very exquisite, and the preservation techniques are very professional!”]

"Are they all good things?"

Herbert stared at the three-pupil eyeball for a while, and when he found that it was also staring at him, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Well, I am not worthy and I don’t understand aesthetics.

He forced his eyes away and continued to observe the decorations in the room.

Apart from the study table, which occupies the largest area, there is only a small round table and two chairs woven with vines in the entire space.

One of them had just been woven, and the tender leaves on it had not yet fallen.

Overall, it looks like a workplace that combines daily living functions, but the only thing I see is no bed for resting.

Doesn't she ever sleep?
"You seem to have some doubts in your mind."

A slightly hoarse female voice sounded behind Herbert, making him raise his eyebrows.

When did she go there?

When I came here just now, I looked around carefully and didn't notice her.

Herbert squinted his eyes and looked back, catching sight of the Dark Elf wizard for the first time.

"Oh? Archmage Svani?"

"Well, nice to meet you, Your Excellency Warden Herbert."

In Herbert's stereotype, the appearance of dark elves is generally lower than that of normal elves.

After all, he personally is not very interested in the feature of dark skin, and the skin color alone is already a minus point.

But now he found out that he was wrong.

What is black?
Not a problem at all.

The arrogance can be exposed!

It’s not that he doesn’t like dark skin, it’s just that he hasn’t met a dark-skinned beauty he likes.

Sfanny looked to be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, less youthful but not that mature either.

Her face was exceptionally delicate, and even her slightly dark skin did not destroy her beauty, but instead gave her a unique charm.

Her blue-purple hair was carefully braided, with golden ornaments hanging from her earlobes and golden lines painted on her cheeks.

Of all the prisoners I've seen so far, Sfanny is in the most refined condition, not at all like a prisoner trapped in a cage.

At the same time, there is a special temperament in her, which is the coldness that comes from the extreme of intellect.

She was clearly standing in front of me, but looking into those golden eyes, I felt as if she was not there at a distance.

An undisguised indifference that keeps people at a distance.

Herbert looked at Sfanny for a while, but instead of being timid, he smiled and handed the skull to her.

"Here, your delivery."

Sifannie shook her head and didn't take it. Instead, she motioned him to put it on the wooden table, sat on the rattan chair, and said softly, "Sir, the warden, please sit down."

Herbert sat down and found that the branches of the rattan chair twitched slightly and automatically fitted his back, allowing him to sit in the most comfortable posture. Ergonomic chair?
Living rattan chairs are the way to go.

Herbert leaned back comfortably, not feeling awkward at all as if he were entering someone else's home, and asked in a familiar manner, "So, who is this person?"

"My people, perhaps some assassins sent by some family, want to pass on some news to me."

Sfanny put her fingers together and twisted them lightly in front of the skull, and a phantom soul as high as a palm was pulled out directly.

The soul was dim, and vaguely one could make out that it was a dark elf girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. Her lips kept opening and closing, as if she was anxiously conveying some message to Sfanni.

But Sfanny's expression did not change from beginning to end. She listened calmly for a while, then reached out her hand and crushed the remnant soul directly in her palm.

Herbert raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "I say, she came to see you after all, and you treat her like this?"

Unload the mill and kill the donkey?
So heartless?

Sifanny shook her head and said slowly: "I am helping her get rid of it."

"She died a long time ago, and can only survive in the world with the help of the power of the forbidden existence. Her soul has been completely tainted by [evil desire]."

"Now, her mission has been completed. If she doesn't do this, she will only end up becoming the plaything of that god."

When Herbert heard the name Nieyu, he understood why Brother Caoyu became like that.

“Oh, so it’s because of Him.”

[God of Evil and Lust], one of the most powerful evil gods in the world, is in charge of all depravity, sin, and lust.

Compared to Nenasha, a god of mischief whose origin and strength are unknown, this one is a genuine crazy evil god, the kind that is purely insane.

Becoming his believer can gain forbidden powerful power, but one can never escape from his clutches.

What He is best at is making mortals corrupt, and what He likes to do most is to turn His believers into lunatics who only care about mating - no matter how many people are there, or whether they are human or not.

"And her mission is to deliver a message to me."

"My sister assassinated my grandmother and became the new head of the family. Some elders in the family are not happy about this and plan to send someone to rescue me. I hope I will actively cooperate at that time."

Sfanny spoke indifferently, as if she was talking about other people's affairs.

Herbert:?

"Wait, you just told me this news? Is it okay?"

He felt a little strange and asked with amusement, "I am the warden in charge of you. You should at least respect my profession a little, right?"

Aren't you really afraid that I'll tell on you?
"No problem, you can do whatever you want with those people."

Sifanny fiddled with the weak soul in her palm and said lightly: "Because I don't intend to accept their rescue at all."

"Oh? You don't want to leave here?" Herbert blinked.

This is strange.

How could a prisoner not want to leave prison?
Could it be because the people here speak nicely and are all talented?
Sifannie said calmly: "I have no interest in power. Since I can continue my research here, I have no reason to leave. If I return to the family, they will disturb me."

Is this the reason?
That sounds quite reasonable.

"Come to think of it, you're more talkative than I thought."

Sifanyi shook her head calmly and said with a little disdain: "I just don't want to have a conversation with those vulgar people, it doesn't mean that I don't have the ability to communicate with others."

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Herbert sighed, and the young man raised his lips playfully, and said slowly: "Since you are so talkative... be more sincere and don't be so cold."

"When will you stop using an avatar and come see me in person?"

He threw the leaf that he had been twisting with his fingertips for a long time towards Sfanny - the soft leaf passed through her body and fell to the ground behind her.

Herbert smiled and winked at the dark elf, leaned back completely on the chair, crossed his legs, and asked leisurely:
"Is it good?"

"Master, haha."

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