Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 218 Am I a Masochist? (5K)
"..."

After Sfanni made that shocking statement, the entire room fell silent.

The flesh-and-blood mimicry creature did not speak, and the coffin treasure chest monster did not speak either.

The darkness fell silently...

However, this unbearable silence did not last long, and then the coffin lid made a loud bang.

Bang!
It seemed as if it was hit hard by something, and the huge coffin lid shook and was almost lifted up.

"hiss!"

Eliza felt a sharp pain where her head had hit, and she felt like a big, pointed bump was about to appear on the top of her head.

But this pain not only did not calm her emotions, but instead made her even more excited.

She tried to turn her head, trying to see the guy behind her who was talking nonsense through the gap, wanting to glare at her - but she saw nothing.

My view was blocked by her long court dress that bloomed like an anemone, and I couldn't see anything.

"Who wants to seduce him?!"

She shouted angrily: "You! What the hell are you talking about?"

you this……

Tsk, you are just like that paladin, both of you deserve to die!
"Isn't it?"

Seeing how excited Eliza was, Sfannie became more certain of her guess.

The vampire didn't look embarrassed at all. She felt that it was more like he was trying hard to cover up his little tricks after being exposed.

She frowned and said slowly:

"You don't have to hide it. I remember seeing you like this in the Dark Elves' Book of Desires."

"Some dark elves with special preferences will actively get themselves 'stuck' in various places and stimulate the slaves who are usually suppressed by them to 'bully' them, so as to enjoy the special pleasure of being bullied by the inferiors."

"Mostly closets, walls, caves, and some just stuck themselves in the quilt..."

"But, a situation like you being stuck in a coffin... I don't remember seeing it before."

By the end of her speech, the expression on her face when she looked at Eliza had changed slightly, from confusion to inexplicable admiration.

"Your hobby is quite special."

"But you don't have to feel inferior about it. Everyone has the right to enjoy their own sexuality..."

Bang!
"you give me!"

Bang!
"Shut up!"

Eliza banged her head against the coffin lid and shouted, interrupting Sfanny's nonsense.

crazy.

This guy is really crazy!
She felt she couldn't stand the insult.

"I don't want you to help me anymore! Get lost right now!!!"

After suffering humiliation, she finally decided to make this guy disappear.

I don't need your help anymore, please just go away, please!

"..."

At this time, Sfanny did not leave obediently. Instead, she did not leave on her own initiative, but walked to the side of the coffin.

"You really don't need my help?"

She gently placed her palm on the coffin lid, but her fingers were bounced away the moment they made contact.

laugh.

The black iron coffin, which seemed to be nothing special, suddenly lit up with intricate patterns at this moment.

Herbert couldn't understand the pattern, but Sfanny could roughly interpret its meaning - a sealed coffin that only the warden could touch.

"what--"

That is, after the Dark Elf Archmage triggered the protective mechanism of the coffin, the vampire, who had already adapted to the force of the coffin's clamping, let out a pitiful cry of pain again.

"It hurts!"

She couldn't see what was happening outside, but she roughly guessed that it was that guy's doing.

It would be fine if you didn't save me, but why are you making things worse?!
Fortunately, the new force did not cause Eliza's body to break directly, but she just felt that breathing became more difficult.

That feeling was like when I was still a human and the maid forcibly tightened my dress, as if my entire internal organs were squeezed and displaced.

"……Walk!"

Eliza finally got used to the new strength and said angrily, "I don't need your help!"

"Get out of here quickly!"

Get out!

Get out of here right now!
"Mr. Vampire, you are indeed a very interesting person, just as Mr. Herbert said."

Sfanny remembered the topic she had talked about with Herbert before - maybe you could go and meet Eliza, maybe you would like chatting with her.

At that time, although Sfanny did not explicitly refuse on the surface, she did not take the advice to heart in her heart.

Sfanny just felt that this kind of useless communication would only affect her research progress.

She had been concentrating on her research and ignored the vampire locked in the coffin, and had not interacted with him for so long.

This time, I came here on a whim to check it out, and I didn't expect that the conversation with Eliza would be so... interesting.

"Hehe... huh?"

After smiling for a long time, she suddenly froze and raised her hand to touch the corner of her lips.

Smile?

I was indeed laughing.

Smiling is a very normal instinct for most creatures.

But for her who had long lost this kind of emotion, it was very special.

When was the last time you laughed?
It's not a fake smile, but a smile that comes from the heart.

"Perhaps... as Sir Herbert said, I have changed a little now?"

So, why did I become what I am now?
Was it after he killed his father and made progress in his research? Or was it after he inherited that hatred? Or was it because...

She thought for a moment, shook her head slightly, and nodded at Eliza's butt.

"Since Lady Eliza doesn't need my help now, I will leave for the time being."

Sifanyi turned decisively and left without any regrets... After taking two steps, she turned back and added: "Don't worry, I will come again after you calm down."

Bang!
"Don't come back!"

Eliza banged her head against the coffin lid in a half-crazy manner, complaining loudly: "Please don't come back again!"

Please don't harm me anymore, I beg you.

"hehe."

With an ambiguous chuckle, Sfannie's footsteps gradually faded away, and Eliza slowly calmed down.

"..."

After finally making sure that the other person had left, the vampire took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

"what……"

Feeling the squeezing of my body, besides the pain and discomfort, there was actually a little bit of strange comfort.

And this is not what bothers Miss Vampire the most.

"Tsk... it's all because of the nonsense he said. It made me think nonsense here."

There were two reasons why Eliza had just driven Sfanny away.

On the one hand, it was because she didn't want to be hindered by the other party again.

On the other hand, it is because of confusion.

She wasn't sure what this feeling that was surfacing in her heart was.

She didn't know why, after the other person said those words, besides feeling angry and ashamed, she also felt an itchy feeling in her heart.

There was a weird feeling, as if someone had spoken to my heart.

Is this right?
Do you really think so?

Could it be that I was really like that guy said... I was unconsciously using this posture to seduce Herbert, waiting for him to "help" me?

She had never thought about this before, but after Sfanny reminded her, she realized how shameful her posture was.

The upper body was stuck inside, with the butt sticking out.

"...No, no! I can't think about it anymore!"

She squeezed her legs together and rubbed them lightly, feeling very helpless.

Yes, helpless.

This posture is really dangerous!

"But, but! What on earth shall I do if I don't let Herbert come to my rescue?"

"It's okay to ask him for help, but what if he has some other ideas!?"

"Will he do something to me? Will he use this to force me? Will he humiliate me..."

Eliza never thought she would be flustered by something like this.

What she didn't expect was that besides being panicked, she actually felt a little...excited.

It seems, as if, almost, feels like... secretly expecting something.

The more she thought about it, the hotter her cheeks became, and she even felt her heart skip a beat for the first time in a long time.

"Ha, ha..." She breathed heavily, making the already scarce air in the coffin even thinner.

Although the vampire prince no longer needed to breathe, this feeling of suffocation also gave her a special excitement.

wrong.

There must be something wrong here!
How could I get excited about something like this?
"Is it difficult? Could it be that I am really a lowly woman?"

At a certain moment, Eliza suddenly recalled that when she was still a human, she happened to hear the topic that the ladies were talking about at a dance party.

The women didn't notice him passing by and continued to excitedly talk about the dirty and blasphemous crazy behavior.

At that time, as a child, she could not understand what was being said in those stories, nor what postures they were depicting.

But now, she suddenly recalled it, and those memories became clearer and clearer!

"Ahhhh! No, don't make me recall this!"

She shook her head vigorously, trying to get rid of those distant memories from her mind, but she didn't expect that the memories became clearer and clearer.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
"No, no, no, that's not right! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Could it be that I am really the kind of...masochist he described before?"

"No!"

"I really just think that the holy blood tastes good... How can I like pain?"

"No, that's not me!"

Eliza is not stupid.

She just didn't think much about it before and was completely immersed in the excitement brought to her by the holy blood.

But now that she had come to her senses... the more she thought about it, the more she felt that her behavior in front of Herbert was a little strange.

No.

That's very strange!
"Ahhhh-"

She didn't even dare to think about what kind of image she had in Herbert's eyes...

“What the hell is going on!!?”

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Violent collision sounds continued to ring out in the dark space, echoing long and deep.

Herbert, who was far away in the Pure Land, had no idea of ​​Eliza's troubles, otherwise he would have laughed at her.

Now that things have come to this, have you finally reacted?
You masochistic trash vampire!
What have you been doing?

When you first bowed your head and begged me for the Holy Blood, there was no turning back!
Hehehe, you are stained with holy blood!
He would definitely push Eliza again, secretly adding fuel to the fire and making her thoughts even more confused.

Unfortunately, Herbert was busy building his happy new home and had no time to amuse her.

As Herbert watched the stakes infused with his own blood being driven in, he also felt a sense of emotion as he watched the fog gradually recede and the ground begin to take shape.

"It really took a lot of effort..."

Although there are still many problems that have not been solved and this place is not completely safe, he feels excited when he sees the gradual changes here.

This is his place.

No matter how many people will come here in the future, no matter whether they will become a part of this place or not, the ultimate ownership of this place belongs to Herbert.

Just like most people wish to have a secret space of their own when they were young, this is Herbert's secret space.

He can build here at will, give full play to his imagination, and change this place according to his own wishes.

A bloodline called "infrastructure maniac" has awakened deep in the soul!
Large-scale construction!

That's right.

I want!

Create! Wonder! Spectacle!
Cough cough cough...

Of course, Herbert was just thinking about it and would not really do it now.

He was not crazy enough to that extent, and knew that the current base was far from meeting the standards for creating a wonder.

He still knows clearly what he should and should not do now.

But people have to have dreams!
"Ahem, this is really too inflated, um, this is not good, not good."

Herbert was thinking about creating a wonder as soon as he had a chance to do so. He didn't know what else he would dare to think about once the city was actually built.
As the foundation of the town was gradually taking shape, Herbert suddenly thought of a key thing.

"Oh, I almost forgot the most important thing!"

[“Hmm? What did you forget?”]

"We should give this place a name!"

Always calling it "base" or "pure land" seems a bit disrespectful to it.

Nenasha didn't care too much about this.

In His opinion, this was just a temporary residence and there were not even any residents, so why was there a rush to give it a name?

But since Herbert had already raised the issue so seriously, He had no intention of spoiling the fun and asked:

[“So, what do you plan to name this place? You should have some alternative names, right?”]

Snapped.

"Ha ha!"

Herbert clapped his hands fiercely and said triumphantly: "Of course I have thought a lot about it!"

"Like the Holy Soul Village or the Divine Soul Village! What Cecil Territory! What Soran! What..."

"I can have as many names as I want. It's not a problem for me at all!"

Don’t ask where the inspiration comes from...if you ask, it’s a tribute, a big tribute.

"But before I make a decision, I want to ask you, do you have any suggestions?"

[“My thoughts?”]

Nenasha was stunned for a moment, and asked strangely: ["Why do you want my advice?"]

"What are you thinking about?"

Herbert was also surprised by His surprise and asked, "Isn't this place very important to you?"

【"I……"】

Miss Harmony, who was always eloquent, suddenly fell silent at this moment.

Is it important?
It seems to be quite important.

But is it really that nostalgic?
I'm afraid I don't care that much.

[“Herbert, I…”]

As if realizing this, Herbert smiled and said lightly:
"Don't think too much, and don't feel any pressure. Just think of it as helping me think about it."

He took off his boots and walked barefoot on the new grass, feeling the vitality of the ground with his feet.

"Nenasha, you seem to have forgotten one thing. This is not only the ruins of your kingdom of God, but also my base. It is the base we established."

He walked to the spring, looked down at the reflection at his feet, saw his shadow swaying in the water, and laughed.

"This is an important first step for you and for me."

"This place belongs to me, but it also belongs to you."

This place not only belongs to Herbert, but also to Nenasha. She even has a more convincing qualification to own this place.

【“…”】

"So, I'm not only asking you to help give this place a name, but I'm also telling you that this place belongs to you."

"A name, or what are your hopes for the future here?"

After a long silence, Nenasha finally sighed softly with some helplessness.

[“You are such a bad-hearted fellow. You have given me a difficult problem.”]

"Hahaha!"

Herbert laughed happily, sat down by the water, and said playfully, "I can't allow you to pick yourself out!"

[“…I’m really impressed by you.”]

After coming here, Nenasha did intentionally or unintentionally eliminate her presence, not wanting to interfere with Herbert's decision.
His significance to this place is too special. Once he becomes more involved with this place, it will easily cause a chain reaction.

The Holy Grail and Sophia were brought out without His intervention. If He had interfered more, who knows what else would have been brought out?
But Herbert didn't care about that.

Want to see a play?
How can it be that simple?
It doesn’t matter whether it will increase the difficulty or not!
You also help me!

The god was helpless, and then asked: [“I say, do you know what the expectations of the gods mean?”]

"What else could it mean?"

"A miracle? A disaster? An intervention of fate?"

Herbert responded casually: "Anyway, even if you don't expect these things to go away from me."

If you stick your head out, you will get killed; if you retract your head, you will get killed too. So isn't there any difference?
"In that case, why not ask you to give me a blessing?"

[“Oh… okay.”]

He thought for a while, and then quickly gave an answer.

[“Eldar.”]

He said:

[“In the ancient language, it means the place of beginning.”]

[“And at certain special moments, there is another meaning here…”]

[“The place of redemption.”]

(End of this chapter)