Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

In the water prison, the mermaid and the boy looked at each other.

"Hehe, thank you for your compliment~"

The mermaid heard the young man's compliments and smiled happily. The colorful fish tail swayed leisurely under the water, and she winked at him, her voice becoming sweeter.

"Come, come closer, let me take a good look at you~"

She called in a timid voice, with a shy blush on her face. Her gentle look made her look like a young girl looking at her lover in love.

However, in the depths of her eyes, there was no emotion that could be called sweet.

The dark blue eyes are cold and deep, like the seemingly peaceful but hidden turbulent sea.

Stupid and greedy mortals.

Come closer.

I will let you understand what price you will pay in the end if you despise the sea...

Looking at the young man who really leaned forward, the sarcasm in her eyes became even more intense, but she still asked gently: "Then what? What are you going to do to me?"

And just when she was about to reveal her ferocity, for some reason, she suddenly felt hesitant in her heart.

He may be innocent.

She didn't know where this mercy came from, but she didn't want to kill him just like that.

Then it would be...what a pity.

Just as she was struggling in her heart, she heard the boy's answer.

He said:

"What then? Don't do anything. I don't have such a big fish tank at home."

"Oh, you want to treat me...huh?" Miss Mermaid was completely stunned, "Fish tank?"

"Is there a problem? You can't live without water, right?"

Mermaid: "...huh?"

Young man: "Huh?"

Mermaid: "Uh..."

She thought that Herbert would have many answers, obscene, crazy, greedy... but she never thought of such a rational one.

God damn fish tank!

I never expected to get such an answer.

Whose legendary siren is short of water? ! ?

Are you sick... huh?

wrong.

Wait a moment!

She suddenly realized something and looked at Herbert, who had clear eyes, strangely: "You are not charmed by my voice?"

"Your voice is also very nice." Herbert tilted his head and said matter-of-factly: "It's just a bit too tight. You can speak normally."

No kidding.

With this sweet voice, if you put on a leather suit and sing as a virtual anchor, it will definitely make fans burst into gold coins.

It's just that Herbert didn't like it being pinched that way, like "Little windmill, whirring!" He would not have any other physiological reaction except physical discomfort.

After listening, only my fists became hardened all over my body.

Based on Miss Mermaid's performance just now, he could only give her seven points out of ten.

generally. (Pick up pants)

"No, you..."

The mermaid squinted her eyes and stared carefully into the boy's eyes. She really didn't see any sign of being charmed.

Didn't you really get hit?

But, there's something wrong with this.

"Then what you just said..."

"It's all true."

Herbert didn't think there was anything wrong with his words.

No matter how you look at it, this siren lady is in line with human aesthetics.

Although some inhuman features can be seen, including slightly sharp fingertips and teeth, and a thin layer of liquid covering the body surface can be seen when the water comes out...

But no matter how you look at it, it looks like a mermaid, a fantasy creature from human legend.

Beautiful, love watching.

Of course, Herbert actually knew the prisoner's true identity.

This is not someone's sweet little sister.

[The Last Singer], [Death Cry], [Mourning Glacier] - Freme Keya.

Three hundred years ago, it single-handedly caused hundreds of sailors and fishermen to commit suicide and turned several fishing ports into empty cities.

From Fleme's expression at this moment, he also guessed that she didn't have any good intentions in her heart just now, and most likely she wanted to seduce him and kill her.

You are all so cruel.

I'm just a new little paladin who can no longer be cute, what do you think?

"So, what were you going to do to me?"

At this moment, Herbert stared at Freme with some resentment.

After being silent for a while, the mermaid lady silently looked away and said with some embarrassment: "Ahem... No, it's nothing!"

"There is no such thing as wanting to drown you..."

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Underground in the Mist Monastery, the sealed sanctuary is located.

"Your Majesty the Archbishop, why are you here? It shouldn't be time for rotation yet, right?"

The red-robed ascetic who had hundreds of rusty rivets pierced all over his body slowly opened his eyes and looked at the old man in coarse linen robes who had appeared beside him at an unknown time. He frowned slightly as the two rivets collided together and let out a cry. An eerie trembling sound.

"Is there anything unusual during this time?"

The old man did not explain, and his calm eyes that showed no emotion or anger kept staring at the stone statue in the center of the sealing array.

The stone statue, which looks like a kneeling girl, is only half a person tall. Its face seems to have been eroded by wind and sand over the long years, and only the movements of lowered head and devout prayer can be vaguely seen.

Sealed Artifact of the Saint - Blasphemed Prayer Statue.

"...He woke up twice."

"when?"

"The first time was in the early morning a month ago and lasted for two minutes. The second time was at noon the day before yesterday and lasted for thirty seconds."

"I see."

The two had a strangely calm conversation, with no fluctuations in their tone, and they didn't take the awakening of the seal seriously at all.

"You go and rest, and pay attention to whether there are any monks who are tempted. I will guard during this period."

"...Yes."

It is not against the rules to change people before the time is up, but the Rusty Nail Bishop did not ask.

The archbishop naturally has his reasons for doing this.

This is a saint walking in the mortal world, and even the gods will condescend to smile at him.

What's more, even the Misty Monastery was founded by the archbishop himself, and his words are the supreme rules.

After the Rusty Nail Bishop left, the archbishop sat cross-legged, stared at the stone statue and slowly said: "I know you are not asleep."

"What did you notice?"

"What do you want to do?"

The archbishop asked silently for a long time, and from beginning to end, the sanctuary was silent, with only his voice echoing.

The stone statue did not give him any response.

Ancient and silent.

In the end, the archbishop seemed to close his eyes helplessly and made the final announcement calmly.

"No matter what you want to do, as long as I am here, your conspiracy will never succeed."

The Archbishop's voice was flat and sounded unthreatening, but at this moment, it seemed to cause some invisible subtle changes in the entire space.

He said:

"I won't let you hurt anyone."

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At midnight.

In a dark room with only one candle lit, the boy silently wrote a paragraph on an open notebook.

"Pen Fairy Pen Fairy! You are my past life, and I am your present life. If you want to continue your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

The next second, his left hand moved slowly and drew a perfect arc on it...

Swish.

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