Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

Chapter 290 Let me show you a show (4.2K)

"Hmm? What did you say?"

Eliza Eliza came back to her senses after hearing this and blinked blankly.

Herbert thought she was touched, with too many mixed emotions in her heart.

In fact, it was true, but what was piled up in her mind was not so serious.

As a girl with an extremely rich imagination, Eliza's mind is full of pornographic garbage.

She seemed to be in a daze, imagining in her mind how to "torture" Herbert, while at the same time she was confusedly thinking about how she was being "treated roughly".

"……vent?"

Eliza thought about it, and the blush on her face became deeper, almost blending with the blood at the corners of her lips.

He let me vent?

vent?

this……

Ahhhh!

Is it progressing so fast?

"Um?"

Herbert watched Eliza's face grow redder and her eyes grow more erratic, and suddenly he realized something.

What's going on in this guy's head? Why is his mind so distracted?

Why does she look even lower than Freme?

Herbert silently let her go, pointed at her, then pointed at the slave traders present, and made a motion of crossing their necks.

"Um?"

You, go and get rid of them.

Understand?

"……ah?"

Eliza, who had regained some consciousness, scratched her head, looked at Herbert's subtle expression, and subconsciously shrank back.

But as soon as she shrank back, she remembered her "identity" and stopped where she was.

No, when we are outside, I am the owner of this caravan!

The corners of Eliza's mouth twitched, and she wanted to say something domineering, but she backed off the moment she looked at Herbert.

She felt instinctively timid when looking at this young man. She was obviously much stronger than him, but she always felt inferior and couldn't raise her head in front of him...

What's going on?

Did I really believe his nonsense? Did I really regard him as my "master"?

This...is not right!

This is absolutely wrong!

How could I possibly want to have a master!!!?

There must be something wrong!

Eliza thought quickly in her mind for a while, then coughed twice as if to act natural.

"Ahem, um...you mean, let me get rid of them all?"

She deliberately didn't mention what happened before, trying to pass over the topic.

"Um."

Herbert was not in a hurry to force the issue at this time. Anyway, the progress of the attack had been greatly improved by one quarter, which was enough.

The progress after that is not urgent. There is still some effect that has not been fully exerted, and we need to wait for Eliza's emotions to slowly ferment.

Don't worry, she will definitely conquer herself.

Herbert was not worried about this at all, so he nodded calmly and said softly: "They are no longer valuable, so let's deal with them all."

Tired, destroy it all.

"Oh, sure."

Eliza agreed immediately and prepared to get up. She wanted to find an opportunity to stay away from Herbert.

She had an inexplicable sense of crisis in her heart - if she continued to stay by his side, she was really worried that she would gradually become his "slave" without realizing it.

This young man has an inexplicable "magical charm".

Full of extremely dangerous and deadly temptation!

Eliza didn't want to lose control, didn't want to become a crazy person who lost herself.

So... is falling under the feet of others also a form of madness that results in losing oneself?

Eliza doesn't know the answer to this question yet.

But she knew that she was not fully prepared yet.

"Huh?"

Just as she was about to stand up, Eliza suddenly remembered something and asked curiously, "Wait, didn't you say before that you didn't want to reveal your identity? Now that you're doing this, aren't you actively exposing yourself?"

Not afraid again?

Herbert shook his head slightly and smiled: "No, this is not the exposure I mean..."

The identity that needs to be hidden is the "assassin" rather than the "moral defender" who punishes evil and promotes good.

But it was not convenient to explain the assassination of Stella to Eliza, so Herbert changed his excuse.

"I decided to do this for one purpose only - to give others a warning."

"Justice has come."

"I am announcing our arrival and the coming of punishment to all the evil forces around us."

Herbert's smile was bright and gentle, but the words he spoke were not gentle at all, but full of solemnity.

“Be afraid, tremble, wail… and then wait for death to come.”

"Justice will eventually judge every sinner."

After finishing speaking, Herbert's smile faded and he winked at Eliza: "That's probably the reason. Is there anything else you don't understand?"

"……oh!"

Eliza nodded, roughly understanding Herbert's intention, but also felt it was a little strange.

"Wait, that's not right? Isn't the purpose of your training to collect materials? Can you really judge those people?"

This is a dark area, and even the allied forces of justice cannot easily break through.

"Eliza, you are wrong again. We know the purpose of this trip, but others don't."

"Huh?"

Herbert smiled slightly, and as they talked, the new plan became clearer and clearer in his mind.

"They don't know what our real purpose is. They will only be in danger. They will restrain their men and hide carefully, fearing that any flaws will be revealed."

"They don't even know our numbers, our strength, or anything about us."

"So, the louder the noise, the better. The more arrogant it is, the better the effect."

It would be best to let them be confused about the truth.

When everyone's attention is drawn to the "Mist Paladins", it will be convenient for him to do something big in secret.

Make a feint to the east and attack in the west.

At the same time, this is also a kind of preliminary preparation, paving the way for their "appearance out of thin air" later.

Very good, the plan is becoming more and more complete.

"Besides, this isn't an active exposure."

Herbert smiled and said, "As long as we kill everyone who sees us, we won't be exposed, right?"

Who can say that "unparalleled mowing" is not considered "perfect infiltration"?

Well, that’s really a good deal!

“Oh, oh oh…” Eliza was shocked by Herbert’s confident attitude and nodded in confusion.

Although she didn't know whether what Herbert said was right or not, she felt that she could believe it.

After all, he is so confident.

"Anyway, I just took action? I really did it!"

After confirming that she could start, Eliza became more and more excited.

She didn't like killing and had no particular interest in taking other people's lives - but she liked to see the flowers of blood bloom on other people.

"Go ahead."

Herbert waved his hand and let the vampire lady, who was becoming increasingly thirsty, solve the problem on her own.

Before she took action, she added, "By the way, don't forget that we are acting in the name of the monastery this time, so be careful with your actions."

"I know, I know. I will definitely pay attention... ok?" Eliza said halfway and turned back in confusion.

?

"What do you mean? Pay attention to what?"

how?

Didn’t you just let me kill them all!?

Why do you want me to be careful now?

You are kidding me!

"Hey, you are such a fool."

Herbert shook his head helplessly and explained softly, "What I mean is, keep your hands and feet clean and don't make them everywhere. It will be bad if others see them."

It's normal for a Paladin to destroy a sinner's nest.

Killing people is also normal, after all, those people are sinners who have committed heinous crimes.

But, you can't kill them cruelly.

Paladins cannot enjoy sadistic behavior - at least not openly. They can take the victims back to the Inquisition and hand them over to professionals.

After thinking for a while, Herbert pushed Eliza back and stood up.

"Forget it, you should wait a moment before you do anything."

Eliza: ???

Damn Paladin, are you playing tricks on me again?

Eliza was obviously unhappy after being stopped several times, and her voice became a little unhappy: "What's wrong again?"

"Don't think you can order me around just because of that chain! I'm not a casual woman... huh!?"

Eliza was complaining when she suddenly felt the chain on her neck exert silent force, and her whole body fell to the spot.

Oh no!

"Mmm-mm!"

She thought to herself that something was not good, and then Eliza watched as Herbert leaned over and gently covered her mouth.

After punishing the disobedient vampire, Herbert smiled and pinched her cheek, tapping her lips with his fingertips.

"Be obedient, this is the master's order."

After saying this, Herbert left his seat and walked towards the crowd.

The reason he stopped Eliza just now was not to stop the training, but because he thought of something crucial.

"I am indeed not a very serious paladin. I almost forgot the most important procedure."

Herbert laughed at himself, walked to the center of the tavern facing the curious eyes of others, and said loudly: "Everyone, please look at me!"

The slave traders in the tavern had already noticed this incredibly handsome servant, and countless pairs of greedy eyes, examining the merchandise, fell on the young man.

Herbert ignored the malicious intent, raised his glass to everyone, and asked with a smile: "Did everyone enjoy drinking tonight?"

The pub was quiet for a moment, then soon there were whistles and heckling.

"Haha, not fun!"

"How can we have fun without any show? Hahaha!"

"If you want me to see it, why don't you guys perform one?"

"Old Sean is right! Show a show!"

"Brother, are you going to buy everyone a drink?"

"How can one glass of wine be enough? We need to watch a show!"

…

The atmosphere in the pub reached its climax, with waves of shouting almost shaking down the chandelier above.

"……hehe."

Feeling the malice coming towards him, Herbert chuckled and licked his lips lightly with some excitement.

He knew very well what these people wanted more.

Rather than a glass of wine, they wanted to turn the mysterious lady and their white-haired attendant into their cargo.

No, maybe it’s a private collection.

As for the so-called program, it is even more intriguing.

Fortunately, however, Herbert's original intention was not to invite them to drink to cheer them up.

"Sure enough, ignorant and fearless idiots are often the greediest."

He shook his head and sighed, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and threw the glass aside casually.

"You are right. Only one glass of wine is too petty. How can it satisfy everyone?"

"Since everyone wants to see the show so much, let me perform one of my specialties for you."

Seeing Herbert being so sensible, the businessmen became even more excited. Many of them looked at each other secretly and revealed obscene smiles.

“Okay, okay!”

"Let's perform!"

"If you don't act well, you have to act again!"

They had already thought of the next steps and were ready to collude against this naive newcomer.

By forcing them step by step, they gradually forced the lady out.

When that time comes, hehehehe...

Herbert watched those people's little movements quietly, raised the corners of his mouth, and made a declaration with confidence.

"Don't worry, you will definitely be satisfied and will never give any bad reviews."

"Also, my name is Herbert, please remember my name."

After saying this, Herbert bowed slightly, looking extremely sincere and upright.

However, a fat businessman who was a little too excited didn't buy it and laughed, "Remember what use you are? Stop talking nonsense and perform! Then tell us your master's name! Hahaha!"

He laughed loudly, his fat all over his body shaking, like a breathing mountain of flesh.

“Hahaha… GAH!!?”

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore, and the laughter was stuck in his throat as if someone was strangling him.

Just now, he saw Herbert's eyes - those light-colored eyes that were narrowed with a smile, seemingly gentle, but actually without any emotion.

Herbert glanced at the frozen businessman, smiled and shook his head: "Useless? No, no, no, it's very useful, because..."

Herbert smiled his most delightful smile, and his gentle voice was like a poisonous snake that streaked into everyone's ears.

"When you wake up in the abyss, you will think of the last scene every moment, and my face will keep replaying in your mind."

What?

There were many smart people among the slave traders, and some of them smelled something wrong at this moment.

Danger.

It seemed as if a great danger was about to come.

"……What do you mean?"

Herbert smiled even brighter and shook his head with some pity: "Don't you understand? Don't worry, you will know after I finish the performance."

After saying this, he bowed slightly to everyone in the tavern and raised his right hand.

"Now, please let me show you a little trick."

"hope……"

"You may like it."

Snap your fingers and flick.

Pop.

With the sound of a snap of fingers, golden light spread around like water waves, with him as the center, instantly coating everything with a layer of golden light.

Buzz——

The moment the spell took effect, the originally noisy tavern seemed to be paused.

When the seemingly non-intimidating golden light passed by, the expressions of some slave traders changed.

Dazed, confused...terrified, crazy!!!

They came up with a name.

And some who were slow to react quickly realized what was happening.

The fat middle-aged businessman who reacted first had the fat on his face trembling and his eyes widened in horror.

"ah!!!"

He let out a shrill scream, the sound was sharp and piercing, breaking the brief silence.

The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a "clack", and the wine splashed on his expensive robe. His fat face full of fear was reflected in the broken pieces.

"What the hell is this!"

Then, some slave traders suddenly felt an inexplicable pain, as if something had penetrated their souls.

Finally, they also understood what trick Herbert was performing.

"Detect evil!?"