Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

Herbert's sword was extremely sharp, and the blade could easily cut through pig iron.

Not to mention his fragile body.

He squeezed his palm hard, and the flesh in his palm was directly cut open, and the blood that flowed out quickly flowed into the coffin along the blade.

Hiss!

Herbert's expression changed slightly, and he bit his back teeth tightly.

This group of unruly people, each of them is a troublemaker.

They either want to bite me or drown me, and now they want to suck my blood.

None of them are good people!

It's really too much, you forced me to do it!

Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

"Blood, I'll give it to you!"

Herbert's expression was slightly distorted because of the severe pain in his palm, but he didn't shout, but gritted his teeth and forced a smile:

"Please, please, don't be polite to me..."

Polite?

Eliza didn't quite understand what the boy was thinking.

What are you talking about?

You give me blood, how can I be polite to you?

"..."

To be honest, she was a little unsure about the current situation. She was not sure whether Herbert had broken through the hypnosis.

Or was he only half hypnotized. Although he realized the problem, he could only do what the hypnosis said?

The thinking lasted only a few seconds, and Eliza lost her mind.

Blood.

Long-lost blood!

She had been thirsty for thousands of years, and now she finally smelled the taste of blood again.

Suck~ha!

She had no intention of thinking anymore. There was only one idea left in her mind-lick it!

"Never mind, eat it first!"

Lick--

"Mmm!!!"

The moment the tip of her tongue touched the blood, Eliza exclaimed, wishing she could bite off her tongue.

Sweet, sweet, mellow... There seemed to be thousands of flavors in the blood, which burst out in her mouth at the same time.

Eliza had never tasted such blood before, never!

She had never thought that after being thirsty for so long, the first mouthful of blood she drank would be of such high quality!

She couldn't help but tremble slightly and let out a long sigh like a moan: "Ah~"

It was so wonderful.

This taste was so... um! ! ?

"Hmm!?"

Suddenly, Eliza felt a strange tingling sensation on her tongue, as if it was burned...

No!

This is what it means to be burned! ! ?

Shh——

Eliza suddenly opened her mouth and screamed.

"Ah!"

"Damn! What happened to your blood? My tongue!"

Not only her tongue, but her entire mouth, swallowing throat, stomach...all felt a strong burning sensation at this moment.

She even thought that what she had just drunk was not blood, but highly concentrated holy water!

Wait...

"Is this holy water!?"

"Aha, you guessed it right!"

After hearing this scream, Herbert finally couldn't help laughing, and while laughing, he used the torn sleeve to bandage his left hand simply.

Eliza rolled over in pain and screamed, "But I don't smell the holy water... You, you are a paladin!?"

"Congratulations, you have learned to answer quickly."

The holy marks on the back of Herbert's hand were shining at this moment, proving what he had just done - transforming holy water.

For the clergy, holy water is a very important necessity in the battle with dark creatures.

The sources of holy water are usually divided into two types - unified production by the Church of God and self-production by some clergy.

The holy water produced by the temple has the advantages of large output, stable effect and low price, and it is also sold to ordinary adventurers.

The holy water produced by the clergy themselves will have a big difference due to the different quality of the materials.

Herbert did not carry holy water with him at all times, nor did he prepare the materials for production, but he had an advantage that others could not do.

He was a paladin who had made an oath of purity. His blood was equivalent to the highest standard of "pure blood", which was a very rare magic material.

The holy water made with "pure blood" as the basic material was all of the highest concentration and top quality.

Therefore, Herbert said that - you must not be polite to me!

Don't you want my blood?

I'll give it to you!

Poison!

Herbert raised his mouth, approached the coffin, and whispered maliciously: "Miss Eliza, please feel the baptism of the Holy Light."

Let me experience the pollution of the Holy Light!

"Damn you - ah!!!"

If it were Eliza in her heyday, this little holy water would be nothing, and it could be easily resolved.

But unfortunately, Eliza is not the blood-faller who could kill another prince back then.

She is very weak now.

Very, very weak!

Chi Chi Chi -

The blood of Herbert that she drank was like a deadly poison, which was rapidly contaminating the remaining blood in her body!

Eliza realized that she couldn't go on like this, and she had to take measures.

"Damn..."

In a hurry, she could only cut off her tail to survive, slapped her chest hard, and spit out a mouthful of blood from her mouth, spraying it on the wall of the coffin.

Tsk——

The blood was clearly emitting holy light, but it quickly melted away, emitting a disgusting smell.

“…”

Although the blood was forced out, Eliza’s aura dropped again, and she was even weaker than before.

This time, Eliza was completely defeated.

Not only did she not gain any benefit, but she also lost most of her remaining assets.

It was a complete loss.

Sand——

Eliza, who heard the sound, shrank back alertly, trying to avoid the opponent's next attack.

But she thought too much this time.

After successfully plotting against Eliza once, Herbert did not try to repeat the trick.

He pulled back his sword with his right hand, and tried to pry it halfway, successfully expanding the gap to two fingers wide.

Hmm?

Eliza looked at the enlarged gap and hesitated for a moment, but finally put her eyes close to it and looked outside the coffin.

In the darkness, a white-haired boy with a glimmering glow all over his body was holding a blood-stained long sword and smiling and winking at her, and said with a hearty smile: "Ms. Eliza, we finally meet."

"Hmm?"

Eliza squinted her eyes, looked at Herbert carefully, and was wary of his next move.

However, Herbert did not attack.

He looked at the scarlet eyes revealed in the gap, smiled gracefully, put the sword behind his back, and saluted slightly to the coffin.

"We just chatted so happily for such a long time, and I haven't had time to introduce ourselves."

His face was gentle, and his eyes were full of tenderness, as if nothing had happened just now, and he smiled at Eliza:

"Nice to meet you, I am Herbert, an insignificant paladin."

"I hope we can get along well~well~in the future!"

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Dusk.

In a corner where few people go, a thin black-robed figure hunched over, his body trembling constantly, his arms shaking rapidly, and heavy breathing coming out of his mouth.

"Ha, ha... ha!"

Accompanied by some slippery sound, his movements became faster and faster, and more and more violent.

But just when his soul and body were about to reach the peak, an untimely voice sounded.

"... Hmm? Is anyone there?"