Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 518 - 316 Walking with Deities (4.2K, Extra 110)
In the laboratory beneath the Bell Tower.
The naked girl was covered with a large cloak, concealing her newly reborn body.
Teresa lay quietly on the massive experiment table, her chest rising and falling gently, breathing faintly as if she were asleep.
Only her face lacked some color, as if all the blood in her body had been drained—hmm, this was not "as if," it was the truth.
Beside the experiment table, there were two glass jars of blood, one bright red in color, the other shimmering black-purple.
This was the blood extracted and separated from Teresa’s crippled body—representing the human part and the part of the Demon.
Next to Teresa, Herbert also had his eyes closed, resting his forehead against hers.
In the corner of the laboratory, Quinna squatted uneasily.
"How is it? How’s it going? So anxious... hissing! So cold!"
She had already transformed into another appearance, her injuries were healed by the potion Svanni threw to her, no longer looking as weak as before.
After dispelling the curse of weakness cast on herself to "confuse others and blend into the depths of the Dark Territory," her flesh rapidly expanded and recovered.
She turned into the familiar burly female form characteristic of Mist Monastery, with thick powerful thighs, six-pack abs, astonishing pectorals...
Hmm, Quinna is still slightly smaller compared to the Punishment Nuns who can stand on their arms, she can only be considered robust.
And now, this fit woman like a leopard was wearing attire bordering on eighteen bans due to revealing exposure.
After the tattered sackcloth was discarded, she was forced to change into a clean Dark Elf-style robe.
Several small cloths barely covered the critical parts, exposing the healthy skin formed by exercise, looking not much different from Bikini Armor.
As for why was it forced?
It was because this set of clothes was mandated by Herbert for her to wear.
Don’t want to wear it? Wear it obediently for me.
"That was outside just now, you questioned me so much, there were many outsiders, I saved face for you, didn’t pick your faults."
"But now there are no outsiders here, don’t you know to be sensible? Don’t you know to express some apology?"
Don’t you know that apologizing to others requires showing your stomach!!?
Besides, a female knight should look like this!
It’s already pretty good that I didn’t make you scream "Ugh, kill me!" all the time.
After hearing Herbert’s righteous (fallacy, heresy) explanation, even though Quinna was mentally collapsing, she had no choice but to endure it.
After all, she had just foolishly offended him.
Fortunately, Herbert’s request wasn’t that demonic, he didn’t intend for her to actually wear this outfit outside.
When it came time to leave, he mercifully permitted her to put on a cloak again.
To make herself feel better, Quinna could only squat in the corner of the laboratory, hugging her body, trying to hide herself as much as possible...
But in fact, her effort was futile.
Instead, because of her posture, her butt stuck up high, making her look rather alluring.
Svanni saw but remained silent, didn’t specifically point it out.
She was unsure about Herbert and Quinna’s relationship, thinking it was merely a little flirtation between them—this to a Dark Elf was already considered a very tame play.
Svanni watched and secretly jotted it down, waiting for an opportunity to verify it herself someday...
Just as Quinna was awaiting frantically with discomfort cooling her lower parts, Herbert finally opened his eyes slowly.
His gaze blurred for a moment, then he nodded and remarked to Svanni, "Confirmed, there is no need to remove the Demon part, just normally infuse it into the body and it’ll be fine."
While recreating Teresa’s body, Herbert asked Svanni if she could forcibly separate the mixed bloodline.
Herbert actually just casually asked, not holding much hope.
Logically, this operation was deemed impossible, too difficult.
But having been a Devotee of the God of Sinful Desire, a master of flesh that researched flesh for hundreds of years, Svanni casually accomplished it.
Seeing her ease, she apparently didn’t exert much effort.
According to Svanni’s explanation, during her time at the Third Commandment Hall, her experimental materials were limited, leading her to frequently repeat such separation and fusion operations to create blood materials of pure and mixed bloodlines.
Svanni, while controlling the experiment table to infuse blood into Teresa’s body, queried Herbert: "You had already determined the result long ago, right?"
She didn’t see any surprise on Herbert’s face, instead saw an expression of "as expected" satisfaction.
"Pretty much."
Herbert didn’t deny, stretching lazily said, "Though the Extraordinary world is indeed dangerous, with pesky Evil Gods intruding arrogantly telling nonsense, this world is undeniably captivating."
"I don’t believe any youth who’s witnessed all this can revert to mundane life."
Because they’ve seen power transcending ordinary entities, witnessed the domineering strong.
With broadened perspectives come heightened ambitions.
Unwilling to remain mediocre, unwilling to stay weak.
Will this path be arduous?
They surely know, and won’t back down.
