Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 65: This is Too Much

Chapter 65 This is too much! (23)
Although Herbert has the ability to open doors and teleport in the Third Discipline House, this ability is not perfect and his authority is still not high enough.

Only has access to the first five floors.

And Herbert must enter one of the floors first before he can be teleported, otherwise he can only stand outside the door and stare.

"This is a bit troublesome. I have to light up the coordinates before I can teleport. Is this a copy of the game? Why do I have to light a bonfire?"

Herbert was helpless and couldn't help complaining in his heart:
"What about my fire keeper? What about my little wood? My witch... oh, not the witch who can change into different shapes."

It is not the witch's path.

In addition, from Herbert's test results, he was able to draw a somewhat unexpected conclusion.

The nine half planes of the Third Discipline House were not stacked from top to bottom as he had previously thought.

Instead, the first area of the Endless Maze is the central plane, with eight small planes surrounding it in sequence.

"That is to say, when I have enough authority in the future, I can directly enter the ninth area..."

Herbert thought about this as he continued walking in the darkness, his eyes sweeping across the darkness around him that was originally impenetrable.

He found that the scenery here had changed a lot after he gained the ability of night vision.

This place is not empty.

There are actually all kinds of complex patterns on the ground, huge murals painted on the walls, and even the dome has an exquisite arched sky painted with bright colors.

In other words, if it were lit up, it would look more like a royal ballroom than a prison.

Herbert was actually very familiar with this kind of ballroom design. He had been a frequent visitor to the ballroom of the Frost Crystal Royal Family, where he often mingled with the ladies and wives of various families.

"But why is this space like this?" Herbert was confused again, not knowing why the monastery designed the prison like this.

Treat prisoners well?

Do you hope that through humane care they can be reformed?
Herbert thought for a while and walked to the black iron coffin.

"Ok?"

He looked around and found that the black iron coffin was located right in the center of the entire Lightless Prison.

Moreover, the black iron coffin was perfectly embedded in the depression in the middle and was not moved from somewhere else.

"Uh-huh?"

Looking at this scene, a strange idea suddenly emerged in Herbert's mind.

here……

Could it be that this was originally Eliza's home?

The more Herbert thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was plausible. He carefully looked at the surrounding patterns and compared them with the scenes in his memory.

That's right.

There are many similarities between the palace patterns that he had seen in Prince Fat’s memory.

So, she is...working from home! ?

Oh, it’s community correction.

But isn't that right?

Whose community correction is to move the prisoners and their families into the prison?

Thinking of this, Herbert took a breath and said in amazement: "Oh my God...Isn't this too overbearing?"

That’s too much!

Even I, a person of my own, can't stand it anymore.

He shook his head and said with emotion: "This is really too much..."

Click.

There was a slight sound from inside the coffin, and a pair of eyes appeared in the crack, looking at Herbert quietly.

"Excessive? Who are you saying is excessive?"

Eliza gritted her teeth unwillingly, stared at the white-haired boy outside the coffin, and said angrily: "How can anyone be as excessive as you?"

As a clergyman, he actually refused to admit his mistakes...bullying.

This is really bullying!
When she thought of this, Eliza's heart began to bleed.

Tick.

Before Herbert could answer, he tilted his head in surprise after hearing the sound and asked in confusion: "Huh? Where does the sound of water come from?" Whose water pipe is leaking?
"Humph! Mind your own business!"

Eliza just snorted in anger and said with a pout, "It's all your fault, you damned Paladin, for not keeping your promise!"

She covered her chest and pressed back the blood that was flowing out.

Correct.

She is literally bleeding physically!

Because Eliza was too weak, the wound in her chest caused by Herbert's sword had not yet healed completely.

Once you get angry, your qi and blood will surge up, squeezing out a few more drops of blood from your heart.

When someone else's girlfriend is broken, it's just a leak at best.

But she was bleeding...

Seeing her so angry, Herbert smiled and shook his head, saying, "Oh, don't say that. How did I break my promise? Am I not here to fulfill my promise?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. I just gave it to you a little later."

Correct.

It's just that there is a slight cash flow problem, and I need all my colleagues to temporarily work with the company to overcome this difficulty...

"……real!?"

When Eliza heard what he said, her eyes suddenly lit up, but she was a little skeptical. She stared at him suspiciously and said, "You can't go back on your word this time."

"Really, really, can I lie to you?"

Herbert's expression straightened up, and he said seriously: "I am a Paladin, and I never lie."

He lived his life with integrity. He never changed his name or surname, and he never spoke a word of falsehood.

I wouldn't even lie to a female fire dragon, so how could I lie to a little bat spirit like you!
Eliza narrowed her eyes and was silent for a long time before she reluctantly nodded and said, "Well...Okay, then I'll trust you for once."

Although she still had some doubts in her heart, the things were still in other people's hands and she could not afford to question them any further.

What if he doesn’t give it to you after being asked urgently?

She compromised, but at this time Herbert was silent again, staring at her back and forth with a very strange look.

What does it mean?
"What's wrong? Are you going to regret it again?"

"No, I just..." Herbert shook his head, the corners of his mouth moved, and finally sighed with emotion, and sighed: "It doesn't look like it at all!"

The Eliza in his blood memory was so cool and awesome, and the contrast this little female ghost brought to him was so great at this moment.

Time is really a butcher's knife.

"Ugh……"

Eliza: ???

Looking at other people's faces and sighing...what does this guy mean?
Are you looking for trouble on purpose?

She was about to ask more questions, but Herbert had already pierced his finger and stretched it in front of the gap in the coffin, and said casually: "Here, ten drops, do it yourself."

!!!

Eliza didn't complain at all, all she had in her eyes were the jade-white fingers.

Blood!

Real blood!

But before Eliza could speak, she asked suspiciously again, "Really?"

"Nonsense! If you waste any more time, I won't give it to you."

Herbert curled his lips speechlessly and pretended to withdraw his fingers.

Eliza became anxious and immediately stretched out her mouth to bite it - but the narrow gap made it impossible for her to stretch out her mouth.

In desperation, the starving Eliza actually stuck out her tongue and tried to catch the falling blood.

My blood!
And at the same moment.

Herbert looked at the pink little tongue, and only one thought came to his mind at that time - if the coffin lid was closed now...

Will she cry for a long time?