Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

Chapter 263 Cowards and Three Benefits (4K)

Sacrilegious ritual?

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And you want to tarnish my purity! ?

Herbert was still immersed in Svennie's narration. If he acted on the spot after hearing the key words, his whole body became energetic.

Um?

This... this, can this be said?

Isn’t it so exciting! ! ?

"You mean, um, you mean...she's going to taint me?"

Herbert's expression was quite subtle, and his mind was filled with images that would not pass the trial.

Exciting!

"No, the sacrilegious ritual I am talking about may be a little different from what you think."

Sifani could see what was in Herbert's mind at a glance, and shook her head: "The real depravity ritual is a more terrifying, depraved, and crazy carnival."

"Generally speaking, she would easily break the victim's arms, cut off his toes, mince them into minced meat and then force him to eat them..."

"During this process, Stella would not let the sacrifice shut up, but would let him shout as much as he wanted, enjoying their wails and curses."

"She will take out the heart of the sacrifice with her own hands. She will not kill him directly, but will replace him with the heart of a monster, desecrating the purity of his blood."

"Sometimes, they are forced to combine with creatures of other races, and even use special methods to catalyze them, so that the sacrifices are forcibly conceived and directly give birth to filthy blood."

"...In the end, Stella will sacrifice the soul of the sacrifice to the God of Evil and Desire at the end of the ceremony."

"And once you give your soul to Him, haha."

Sifani stopped, shook her head and said, "I don't need to tell you what the outcome will be, right?"

What good would happen if you fall into the hands of the evil god?

And it is in the hands of the most depraved and twisted evil god among them.

You can't live, you can't die.

In that case, perhaps death is the real relief - although that probably won't be possible.

Svanie's expression did not change as she recounted these goosebump-inducing cruelty.

There is no deliberate exaggeration of the atmosphere of terror, no exaggeration, just a retelling of what happened in the past.

In Stella's eloquent narration, her dear sister Stella is indeed an out-and-out old underworld elf.

That blasphemy technique is so authentic!

"Herbert, you understand, I am not telling you this to threaten you, but just to remind you."

Sifani stared at Herbert seriously and said slowly: "Can you understand what I mean?"

"The Stella in my memory has not yet become the favored one of evil desires, and now...she must be far crazier than you think."

In the past, Stella was already a murderous and bloodthirsty madman.

Now that it has been strengthened by the God of Evil and Desire, no one knows what a terrifying perversion it will create.

"Well, I understand."

Herbert obviously thought about this clearly. He looked serious, nodded seriously, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, this is scary."

And just as Sifani nodded slowly, he then asked: "So... what does this have to do with me? When will she come to me?"

"..."

Seeing Herbert's attitude, Sifani twitched her lips and sighed helplessly: "You really still don't want to believe me. If that's the case, then why do you say you want to be a close friend with me?"

"No, you're wrong."

Herbert adjusted his posture on the sofa, rested his upper body comfortably on the back of the chair, and said easily:

"I believe it. I believe everything you say, including the impression of Stella in your mind. I also believe that it is her true appearance."

The image of Stella in Herbert's mind was temporarily identified as a murderous and sadistic pervert.

"But even if those are true, so what?"

Herbert spread his hands, motioned her to look around, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't forget where this place is."

Da, da, da.

He tapped the cane lightly with his slender fingers, his expression quite playful.

"This is the Mist Monastery, the hermitage of the Saint."

"Stella is indeed crazy enough, but I don't think she will be this crazy."

Judging from Sifani's description, Stella is indeed crazy enough, but her madness is far from losing her mind.

In this world, there is a type of people who are called lunatics, monsters, perverts... and are kept away from others.

But among these people, few are truly crazy.

Most of the remaining people are just using this name to benefit themselves by relying on the name and disguise of "madman".

Although madness is the norm, perversion is also a prominent feature of them.

But in fact, those guys may not be stupid enough to die in vain.

The purpose of their consistent behavior is to bully the weak, show off their power in front of the weak, act recklessly, and show their madness.

However, when they actually face those strong men with great strength, they will behave more rationally than anyone else.

That kind of arrogance and wantonness will instantly subside and become cautious and prudent.

Such a strong contrast is because they are well aware of the consequences of making mistakes in front of the strong.

The brave man is angry and draws his blade against the stronger one.

The timid are angry, but they draw their swords on the weaker.

Those who use madness to disguise themselves are undoubtedly the real cowards.

He may seem crazy, but he is more timid than anyone else.

In Herbert's opinion, Stella was such a typical example.

Because if she was really crazy enough, it would be impossible for her to become the favored one of the God of Evil and Desire, nor would she let those dark elves escape.

What is the long-term plan to catch big fish?

Kill them all!

Leave no one alive, kill them all!

It was even said that Stella should have come to kill her a long time ago.

But...what about her?

She wasn't even on Misty Street!

Herbert smiled at Svanie, who looked a little confused and thoughtful: "If she doesn't dare to come to the door, then why should I worry?"

That's right, as long as I don't leave the monastery, Stella won't be able to target me!

Although hiding in a monastery and hugging an old man and chewing on him sounds a bit embarrassing, this method is indeed very effective.

Very useful.

If anyone is dissatisfied, let him come and try it offline in person!

The foggy stage, come if you dare!

"To sum up, your dear sister actually does not pose a threat to me."

"In other words, the threat is very small and not enough to scare me."

oh.

It's not enough for the Archbishop to take seriously... cough.

It’s not bad, don’t worry about such small details, it’s not bad at all.

"..."

Sifani was shocked by Herbert's attitude at first, but she quickly came to her senses and shook her head slightly.

"But all this is predicated on you staying here forever, never going out, never socializing with other people."

"Can you really do it?"

She pinpointed the serious flaw in Herbert's language.

"You're not going to stay here forever, are you?"

"Herbert, you are still too young and need to experience more challenges in the outside world."

Herbert is excellent.

There is no doubt about it, everyone can see his talent.

However, like all geniuses, talent alone is not enough to make a genius truly strong.

The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

Genius requires experience.

Only by being burned by fire and enduring endless beatings can real steel be finally tempered.

Not to mention whether Herbert would have the patience to stay here in the future, he had already left twice during this period of time.

Can Herbert really sit still?

She felt it was impossible.

Can't sit still.

Sifani stared at Herbert's smiling expression and said firmly: "You will definitely go out."

For sure.

This is Herbert's refuge and his prison.

And the cage cannot contain the beast that really wants to get out.

"Well, that's true."

Now that his little thought was exposed, Herbert did not speak harshly and frankly admitted the flaw in his words.

"But even so, it can prove one thing. She is not that big a threat to me, and... you are safe for the time being."

The situation is not as urgent as imagined, and the threat is not too great.

As long as Sifani does not take the initiative to leave the Third Commandment, no, even as long as she does not take the initiative to leave the Mist Monastery, then she will always be safe.

But this matter actually cannot be said to be dead.

Just like Brother Grass Fish who died heroically before, he was an unexpected variable.

That guy actually used the authority of the gods to deceive many people and luckily came to the Lightless Prison.

With his warning, the monastery will naturally strengthen its vigilance, but it is uncertain whether another fish will slip through the net.

"Okay, I already know the general situation. Let's talk about the benefits now."

Herbert turned to ask: "Svanie, if I help you get rid of Stella, what can I get from it?"

I already know the risks, but what about the benefits?

If you don't have enough money, it will be difficult for me to help you.

"In terms of profit..."

Sifani thought carefully and said slowly: "Wealth, power, and...population."

The three answers she gave surprised Herbert.

And her ranking...is a bit interesting.

He raised his eyebrows without interrupting, gesturing for Sifani to continue talking.

"Stella is now the patriarch of the Moore family and the lord of the city. She controls a lot of wealth."

As the Lord of the Dark Elf City, Stella is undoubtedly extremely wealthy.

Although the dark elves reject outsiders, they have always maintained trade with the outside world.

Part of it is to exchange specialties from dark areas for a large amount of resources, part of them are glowing plants, and some special minerals.

The other part is the slave trade.

slave.

The cities controlled by the dark elves are a combination of slave city-states, raising a large number of slaves of all races.

These slaves were not only servants who served them in life, but also an important source of wealth.

Yes.

Not only would they personally capture other races to enslave, they would also trade with others.

Buy some slaves of other races from outside caravans, and also sell races unique to the dark regions.

A lot of wealth was accumulated through trade exchanges.

Moreover, if the opponent is not strong enough, they will happily choose to fight against others and turn slave traders into new goods.

As an immortal species, dark elves have a lot of time to repeat this dirty trade stained with blood many times and accumulate a lot of wealth.

Rich as a country?

Maybe this is not just empty talk.

"Once Stella dies, all the wealth accumulated by the Moore family over the past thousands of years will become ownerless."

Sifani raised two fingers and whispered: "When the time comes, we will have two choices before us."

"Leave with wealth, or stay and become the new city lord."

"If you just want to leave with your wealth, as long as you do it properly, we can transport at least half of it quietly."

"And if you want to continue to control that city, then you will get the other half of the wealth...power."

Svennie's words made Herbert's eyes move slightly.

The power of the lord of a city.

A mature dark elf city was not comparable to his small territory that had just started to be built.

In the social structure of the Dark Elves, the city lord is the absolute ruler of a city or a region.

Killing the city lord means seizing the power he holds, and this power allows the winner to give orders to the dark elf army!

As long as you can have the confidence to control them and not be assassinated, stabbed, or poisoned by their "subjugating superiors"... you can master this amazing right.

The elite dark elf army can be regarded as an entire army of well-trained assassins.

As long as one's own strength is sufficient, the value of the position of city lord is not much less than pure wealth!

"As for the population, I guess you already know it. Yes, it's those slaves."

The population ratio of the dark elf city may reach an astonishing one hundred to one, with ninety-nine percent being slaves and the rest being the dark elves.

"As for these, except for the flesh and blood of the slaves, which I want to take away for research, I don't need the rest."

After thinking about the value of dividing Stella, Sifanni added: "In addition to these, I can also agree to your request, any request."

After finishing speaking, the Dark Elf Archmage shut his mouth and quietly waited for Herbert's reaction.

As she expected, Herbert quickly fell into deep thought.

"..."

He frowned, thinking about the benefits of doing it.

Among the three benefits proposed by Sifani, wealth is the easiest to take away, power is difficult to realize, and the last slave... is more like an add-on.

Judging from the order of her telling, she felt that Herbert would be more inclined to the first two.

But in fact, for Herbert, the most important thing is the population resource that Svanie thinks is the least important.

The Eldar needed a portion of the population who were of pure origin.

And those slaves who were "rescued" obviously met this condition perfectly.

"I understand, that means...huh?"

Just when Herbert was about to reply to Svennie, his expression suddenly became startled and his ears twitched slightly.

Sifani noticed his change and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have any questions?"

"No, I don't have anything to ask."

Herbert waved his hand, frowned, and asked: "You...didn't you hear that sound?"

"What sound are you referring to?"

From Svanie's strange reaction, Herbert realized that something might not be right.

Only he could hear that voice.