Chapter 282 It Is Normal for a Group of Three to Have Four Conversations, Right? (Happy New Year!)

"Herbert! Do you know what you have done?!"

Even though she was forced to follow Herbert out of the Third Commandment, Eliza kept complaining.

The vampire lady following Herbert had eyes full of him - no one stipulated that eyes must be filled with love.

Anger, that's OK too.

Eliza glared at the back of Herbert's head angrily, her teeth itching with hatred, wishing she could bite Herbert's neck directly.

"You, how could you do such an excessive thing?"

It's too much, it's really too much!

And Herbert was quite calm and ignored her glare.

Herbert turned his head, glanced at the unwilling vampire, smiled happily, and then turned back with satisfaction.

Yes, yes, I just want to see you so excited.

He said casually, in the tone of "the bear adult who would bring his bear child to open other people's figurine cabinets during the Chinese New Year", "Why are you in such a hurry? Isn't it just a toy?"

"At most, I'll buy you a new one later and give it back to you."

As expected, Herbert's words made Eliza's heart surge and her blood pressure rise.

"You!?"

The vampire lady even felt that several blood vessels on her forehead burst at this moment!

But just when Eliza was about to risk her life to fight, she suddenly looked at the hooded man on the other side of Herbert with some vigilance and fear.

"...—· Hum."

Eliza was not the only bodyguard Herbert was going out this time.

On the other side of Herbert, there was another bodyguard No. 2 who competed with Eliza for the job.

That was a mysterious man who hid his whole body tightly in a wide hood. The shadow of the hood deeply covered his face, making it impossible to peek into his facial information.

The robe on his body, which looked extremely extraordinary, swayed gently with the breeze, faintly flashing with a strange luster, and the dark patterns were looming under the light, like some special symbols.

Although his face could not be seen clearly, the man stood elegantly, and his every move exuded an indescribable temperament, like a noble who had been in a high position for a long time.

Eliza did not know the other party's true identity. Herbert simply introduced her to the name "Villanmaya" and told her about her legendary strength.

But Eliza, who has always been arrogant, did not look down on the other party.

Because she sensed a very bad breath from this person.

"Villanmaya" seemed to have quite abundant vitality, but the smell revealed a trace of dead silence that made people want to vomit.

That smell was just like a living dead person.

Eliza knew without trying that this guy's blood must be very bad to drink!

Could it be that this guy is actually a legendary lich? Or is it a half-undead necromancer?

No matter who the other party is, it is a bit tricky and difficult for Eliza to deal with.

Because the compatibility between vampires and necromancers is not very good, and it is easy to be plotted by the other party if you are not careful.

So, Eliza was scared - no, the noble vampire lady temporarily let the ignorant boy go.

Yes, that's it.

So she closed her mouth, touched the silver chain around her neck, and quietly followed Herbert. "" - Hum! ""

However, Eliza seemed very angry at this moment, biting her teeth hard, as if she had suffered a great grievance.

But in fact, she was secretly trying not to laugh out loud.

Puff - Hahaha!

Herbert, you are really a naive child!

Because things really developed as Sfanny thought!

Herbert really found the "figure" and did not continue to search!

Sfanny is really a god!

She had guessed it all!

Elisa carefully observed Herbert's reaction while secretly communicating with another "petite Sfanny" hidden in her clothes on her chest.

"Sfanny, Sfanny! We really succeeded!"

"Yeah."

Sfanny responded softly, and then reminded: "Okay, don't say too much, they will notice it."

"Oh, okay."

Elisa glanced at the side, and snorted proudly after finding that Herbert was unaware.

Humph!

Although she couldn't beat Herbert in conspiracy, as long as Sfanny could help, they could win this "- She really didn't notice it."

"Yeah, she really didn't notice it."

At the same time, in the same space, even the personnel were the same.

Herbert, the big bad guy that Elisa had identified in her heart, was secretly talking with Sfanny, her close comrade-in-arms.

Herbert communicated with Sfanny, who was disguised as Vilanmia, through the special magic frequency she gave him.

Ah, this can be called bragging.

"Ahem——.-Well, it worked as you said. Elisa really didn't notice it."

Sfanny nodded slightly and responded with a smile: "Well, although she seemed to notice something special, she didn't think much about it."

Herbert and Sfanny's actions were actually to test whether this hiding method was feasible.

From the current results, Elisa was completely unable to tell the difference and would not associate Sfanny with Vilanmaya at all.

It worked.

At least, they didn't need to worry about being discovered by the other party on the way to the Sty base camp.

This was expected by Sfanney.

As a researcher, she is particularly confident in her technological achievements.

But there were things that weren't within her expectations, completely beyond her expectations - Eliza's thoughts.

"But I didn't expect that Eliza wouldn't have any associations after knowing Vilanmea's race..."

Don't Eliza find it strange?

These are two dark elves. Don’t you think there is any connection between them?

Herbert was not surprised by this and explained to her calmly:

"This is normal. After all, she doesn't know how many dark elves are imprisoned in this monastery."

Dark elves are not a very rare race, and it is not uncommon to have two in a prison.

By the way, they are a special group of elves, with extremely strong reproductive ability, and they have no taboos on their partner's race, and they will have an affair with which race they have.

Let’s not talk about humanoid creatures, and some races with huge size differences are not impossible to try.

In addition, even the other elves branches have a large number of individuals, and they can be called large clans.

Little birth is not a problem. As long as you live longer, you can always accumulate some population.

In this way, the three people had three conversations almost at the same time:

("Sfanney, what do you think Herbert is going to do this time to go to the dark area?")

("Maybe it's going to perform the mission of the monastery? You just need to protect him, don't care about anything else.")

("Oh one-")

("His Excellency Herbert, then we will directly borrow the teleportation array of the monastery to go to the city near the cave?")

("Well, that's what I plan, and I have applied for the qualification to use in advance. Do you think it's OK?"

("I understand, that's right.")

"Eliza, are you still unhappy? Do you want me to tell you a cold joke?"

"—Tsk, you can do whatever you want."

"A vampire was hungry for a long time. She finally saw a person. After biting it, she said, 'Oh,

This person is so poor, his blood is full of anemia. ’”

"What are you talking about?"

At the same time, Herbert and Sfanney chatted secretly, and Eliza and Sfanney spoke secretly. On the surface, Eliza still perfunctorily dealt with Herbert's questions from time to time.

Oh, no, it was actually four conversations.

Herbert needs to add another conversation, he is very distracted and uses it, and he quarreled with Nenasha who is unwilling to be lonely.

["Ye~Are you very happy now? There are so many women surrounding you?"]

("Spray, don't bother me now. Didn't you see that I'm very busy? Don't make trouble!")

【"hehe."】

Busy, very busy!

Who said that the three men and women will be staged by the turbulent winter?

Can the combination of Ran Dong compare to this chaos? (Fork the hips)

It was obviously a movie with three people (plus a god of harmony), but it was a bit too noisy.

Herbert was calm on the surface, but he was focused behind his back, afraid that something would say the wrong person.

The consequences are not serious, but they will feel very embarrassing.

Herbert likes to see others embarrassed, but if he were himself, then let it go.

But just when everyone thought everything was going well and they were about to go to the dark area, the unexpected unfolding still appeared.

"His Excellency Herbert! Please wait a moment!"

Fa'o trotted to the three of them, blocking their way with awkward look on his face.

"Sorry, you can't leave--"

Herbert:?

Eliza:! ! ?

Could it be that the matter was exposed?

Although she was not sure whether the "Sfanie clone" she secretly hid could be considered a jailbreak.

But she knew that once she secretly brought out the other party's clone, there would definitely be problems if she was discovered.

What can I do?

She swallowed uneasyly, her eyes wandered around, and her chest was slightly sucked, making the modified breasts less conspicuous.

You can't notice it!

Eliza is worried about something wrong with the incident, and Herbert is also a little confused.

"Um?"

But his focus is on another place one by one? I was actually stopped in the monastery?

Oh, it's so strange.

"Fao, what's wrong? Is there anything you want to ask me for?"

"this-"

Herbert looked at Fa'O's somewhat embarrassed expression and brows moved.

It seems that the situation may be a bit difficult to deal with.

Fa'o hesitated for a moment, and did not explain much, but said in a official manner: "His Excellency Herbert, it was not me who asked me to inform you to see him. He has a special task to you. ”

bishop?

Bishop Ashes does not contact the monks, Bishop Thorns is now in a daze underground - so is Bishop Rust Nail?

He didn't know what was going on when the genius was deliberately stopping him at this time.

What task must be chosen now?

Could it be that he doesn't want to take risks in a dark area?

But this is not right.

When he applied to him before, although he looked constipated, wasn’t he acquiesced in the end?

I can't have regretted it, right?

With such a problem in mind, Herbert followed Fao and brought Eliza's two monster-mother bodyguards to the Knights' training ground.

Before Herbert could enter, he first heard an angry quarrel unexpectedly.

"Huh? Who is arguing?"

Herbert subconsciously asked to himself, but Fa'ao, who was standing beside him, turned his head awkwardly.

Why are you embarrassed?

Herbert was puzzled when he suddenly heard the words that came to his ears. It was not the quarrel between the two, but the fierce accusation of the other person.

"Why should we obey his command!!!

"Your Excellency! I really don't understand!"

"That's just a vampire who relies on his family to squeeze out civilians, and it's not trustworthy at all!"

"No, I will never accept it!"

"Your Excellency! Please forgive me for not accepting your instructions this time!"

It was a young boy who sounded quite young, confronting the power with righteousness and resisting the unfair treatment. It seemed like this plot.

Herbert blinked, turned his head and smiled at the vampire Miss, "Oh, Eliza, he is calling you a vampire~"

Eliza rolled her eyes and sneered, "Ha! They are obviously scolding you!"

Who can't hear that you are really scolding you as a noble son?

What are you pretending!

Of course, Herbert guessed that the "vampire" in the other party was talking about himself.

But he couldn't understand why the other party was so resentful towards him?

I probably haven't made enemies with the rest of the monastery?

"Your Excellency, please understand!"

In the Knights' training ground, Cyril was bravely telling his thoughts to Bishop Rust Nail.

He was unwilling to obey that man's command.

He doesn't accept it!

In the face of Cyril's confrontation, Bishop Rust Nail's expression did not change, and he was as cold as usual.

But he did not stop the other party's offensive actions.

The Mist Monastery is not an evil power or a god church. Although there is a distinction between the upper and lower levels between the cultivation land, different monks do not need to strictly abide by this hierarchical order.

As long as you show the most basic respect for others on weekdays.

Around Cyril, in addition to the Paladins in training, there were also some monks, who watched his performance with different expressions.

Some people watch the show, some people worry, and some people laugh - Cyril doesn't care what they think.

As the son of a blacksmith, Cyril was persecuted by the nobles of his hometown for too long before he arrived at the monastery.

He hated these self-proclaimed noble guys.

On weekdays, he could tolerate not having conflicts with Herbert and not taking the initiative to cause trouble.

But if he wants to obey the other party, he will not accept it at all!

“Your Excellency, I believe you can understand what I think, that is a—huh?

Suddenly, Cyril vaguely realized something was wrong.

The eyes of the people around him were quite playful and joking, especially the talkative guy Varo, who was even laughing silently.

Gu.

At this moment, Cyril swallowed and his body became stiff without control.

He noticed various gazes from behind him.

Praise, indifference, embarrassment, and ·—· fun.

Eliza looked surprised and almost applauded Cyril.

This boy, you are so brave, even I dare not scold him like this!

I like to scold you a little more!

Sfanie had no response, her eyes crossed Cyril and fell on the Rust Nail Bishop, her eyes under her hood staring at the rusty rivets, as if there was a secret.

As Cyril's friend, Fao lowered his head in shame.

As for the person being scolded ·—

"Why did you stop? Let's continue to talk, I'm a little curious about what I look like when everyone talks about."

Herbert smiled and patted the shoulders of the young monk who looked similar to his age last year.

As he passed by Cyril, he chuckled: “Also, I want to give you a kind advice that you can listen to,

You can also ignore it. ”

"It's better not to evaluate others behind the scenes, otherwise it will be embarrassing if others hear them. Of course, I don't care, haha."

When Herbert's palm was removed from his shoulder, Cyril, who came to his senses, subconsciously slapped his hand and patted his shoulder, as if he had disliked him having touched it.

"Don't touch me!"

Herbert heard the roar behind him with a little disobedient, and squinted his eyes and smiled without looking back.

"hehe.

He walked to everyone and bowed to Bishop Rust Nail, who had always had a cold expression.

Then, he asked directly, "Your Excellency, do you have any instructions for me?"

Herbert smiled and said heart-killing words that twisted Cyril's expression.

"Please rest assured, I am different from this compatriot. I am happy to direct him."