Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

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After returning to the Endless Maze, Herbert did not go to see Valentina immediately, but opened another door again and entered the Waterdeep Prison.

To be honest, he was a little panicked for a moment and was not ready to see Valentina just like that.

This is a bit embarrassing to say.

Herbert originally just wanted to commit suicide on a whim, but he didn't really want to die. He had a certain amount of confidence and didn't take too many risks.

In fact, she was not seriously injured, but she looked a little miserable on the surface. However, Miss Hungry Dragon obviously misunderstood something, and became very excited after being stimulated.

For others to be so worried, no matter how thick-skinned Herbert is, he is still a little embarrassed as the person involved.

"Slow down for a moment, then wait a moment until she calms down a little."

Now Valentina's mood is passionate, let's avoid her sharpness for the time being.

A shameful escape, but really useful.

"Herbert, you look troubled."

The siren's gentle, watery voice sounded like waves, causing Herbert to look over.

"Fremme, can you tell?"

"Haha, of course, after all, you didn't want to hide at all."

Fleme did not ask Herbert "Why haven't you come to see her these days?" Such childish and pretentious words.

First, it was not Herbert's duty to visit her every day.

Secondly, for a legendary siren with a life span of thousands of years, her concept of time is different from that of humans.

The difference in life span is too big, and a few days is not enough to make her feel lonely.

What's more, even among the sirens, she is the one who is extremely lonely.

Because of her curse-like talent, she had long been passively accustomed to loneliness.

"You look hurt."

Fleme looked at Herbert, her eyes fell on the burnt and broken parts of his shirt, and she seemed to glance at the skin underneath unintentionally.

Two eyes, three eyes...four, cough!

She coughed before Herbert noticed anything, and then asked as if nothing happened: "Ahem, is it related to the movement just now?"

The method of covering one's ears and stealing the bell was clumsy and crude, but it was indeed effective and successfully diverted Herbert's attention.

"Well, can you feel it here too?"

Herbert blinked, not expecting that the sound insulation between areas was so poor.

Can you feel this?

Is this a small hotel near a university town?

"I just vaguely heard a vibration."

Freme raised her hand, squeezed out a small ball of water from the water balloon, and lightly tapped it on the surface, causing ripples to appear on it.

Sirens themselves are very sensitive to sound, and they have a keen sense of shock that no one else can match.

"So, what happened?"

"To put it simply... there was a fight in the prison? Er, a fight?"

How should I tell you that as a warden I took prisoners from another area to another area to beat the prisoners inside?

No matter how you say it, it feels like I am using my power for personal gain...

Herbert was still thinking about how to explain this matter, but Freme didn't care about the content of the story. Her focus was on another place.

She leaned out of the water and asked curiously: "Eh? Are there many people locked together in other areas?"

"Well, some people are locked up together. Do you envy them?" Herbert blinked, not understanding this.

You are such a strange person. You are not satisfied with living in a single room. You like to live in a shared room.

This is not a university dormitory, and you still need to bond with your roommates.

"Aren't you worried that other people don't agree with your personality?"

Fleme said that it didn't matter: "Anyway, having one more person in the same situation can alleviate some of the loneliness and boredom."

To relieve loneliness?

Herbert recalled the scenes he saw in the Lightless Prison and the Lava Hell, and shook his head.

It’s fake, don’t believe it.

Just think about this kind of thing, and you won’t know what the cruel truth is until you actually experience it.

The vampire and the dark elf were okay, they had no connection at all, and they were no different from a private room.

But the devil and the devil are different. They are indeed not lonely anymore. They just torture each other all day long...

A magic attack, a physical damage, and the sense of interaction is directly maximized.

He shook his head and sighed: "It's good to be alone."

Like Valentina, she has nothing to worry about except being hungry.

"Really... maybe so."

Fleme blinked, seeming to sense something from his sad look, and nodded silently.

"By the way, did you meet a fallen person a few days ago?"

"Uh, you mean... the guy who looks like a demon slug that was half eaten by a giant bone whale?"

Herbert:?

Freme:?

"Yes, right?"

"Yes, right?"

The two people stared at each other, not sure if they were talking about the same thing.

We should be talking about a person, right?

Probably so...

When Herbert saw Brother Grass Fish, he had already returned to his human appearance and had never seen the other person's slime-like appearance.

"Forget it, he was the only one who got in anyway, it should be the same one, it doesn't matter! Anyway, did you attack him?"

thump.

Hearing this, the mermaid immediately retracted into her water ball, with only her head sticking out.

Herbert:?

"He's dead?"

Seeing Herbert's silence, Freme guessed the man's fate and protested a little aggrievedly:

"But it's really not my fault this time! He came in by himself when I was singing, and then slid away in a hurry. I really didn't mean to hurt him!"

Freme felt very aggrieved.

"It's obviously your fault this time!"

Why don't you have a gatekeeper in this prison?

It's fine if the warden can come in and out at will, but why are there outsiders!

"No, lady, calm down first. Things are not what you think. I don't mean to blame you."

"I don't care. You guys are the real murderers... huh?"

Herbert hesitated for a while before explaining: "In fact, you didn't make a mistake this time, but you made a contribution..."

He quickly repeated the story he had told Valentina, but before he finished telling them the reward given by the monastery...

Crash!

The mermaid, who had shrunk in fear, suddenly jumped out of the water ball, jumped high, then gently landed, and sat steadily on the water ball.

Freme sat on the water ball proudly, raised her head proudly, hummed happily, and shook her colorful fish tail.

She looked at Herbert who was in a daze, waved her hand, and said arrogantly: "Keep talking, don't stop."

"I'm listening."