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Chapter 19: Count Ludendion's Estate (2)

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Rufus Ludendion recalled the past with a wistful expression.

It was twenty years ago.

Back when he was not even engaged.

At the time, the heroes' fame was spreading through the world more passionately than it did now.

Rufus Ludendion, too, had admired the legends those heroes had built.

One of his treasures was even a biography said to vividly depict the heroes.

Of all the heroes, Rufus Ludendion admired Nellin, the Starlight Archer.

Most people admired human warriors like Aldor Meyer, the Shield of Iron Wall, or the mage Ventus Frail, but Rufus Ludendion liked the Starlight Archer.

The way she covered her companions from afar and delivered decisive blows was incredibly captivating.

Above all, she came from the Blue Elf Forest, the place nearest to the territory he would one day govern.

He also harbored feelings resembling a sweet young crush on the elf hero, who was said to be beautiful.

Then Rufus Ludendion received the best news imaginable.

Nellin would be visiting the count's territory to strengthen the friendship between it and the Blue Elf Forest.

The night before Nellin's visit, Rufus Ludendion was so excited that he could barely sleep.

Then, the following day.

Rufus Ludendion met Nellin for the first time.

“It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Nellin. My name is Rufus Ludendion. It is truly, truly an honor to meet the renowned Starlight Archer!”

“What? You're a fan of mine? Yeah, nice to meet you.”

“Ah...”

To Rufus Ludendion, Nellin's smile warmed his heart like sunlight.

A smile from the hero he admired.

Combined with an elf's distinctive beauty, its destructive power was far too overwhelming for the young Count Ludendion.

That was the moment Rufus Ludendion's sweet young crush became his first love.

Sadly, though.

Gulp. Gulp. Gulp!

“Kyaah! Now that's how liquor should taste! Good, good! All right, next I'll tell you about the time I put an arrow right into that big-eyed Cyclops bastard's eye!”

“Yes... What an honor...”

On the very day he fell in love for the first time, Rufus Ludendion's first love came crashing down.

Even biographies were bound to be embellished depending on who copied them.

But the “Nellin's personality” Rufus Ludendion had read about in the biography had been far too embellished.

The biography said Nellin was a person of fine character who cared for her companions.

“That time, that bastard Aldor secretly stole my jerky, you know? I was saving it, too. So I put an arrow right in his ass! Huh? The wound? It's fine! Fine! One healing spell from Fresia and it's all better!”

It said she possessed the dignity and elegance befitting an elf.

“Smack, smack! Ahh! Meat is best when you pick every last bit off the bone! Hey, bring me another one!”

And it said she had an innocence befitting her beautiful appearance.

“Your name was Rufus, right? Do you have someone you're engaged to? Tell me if you've got any steamy stories or something worth bragging about with them. The folks in our forest are innocent and nice, sure, but they're no fun. Oh, did you know? Everyone worships her as a saint, but Fresia's secretly quite the horny...”

Rufus Ludendion wanted to grab the biography's author by the collar and shake them.

‘This isn't the Lady Nellin I imagined!’

Naturally, his fantasy of Nellin as kind and elegant shattered when her personality proved so different from what the biography described.

Even so, his admiration for Nellin, the Starlight Archer, did not disappear.

Her accomplishments were undeniable facts.

More than anything, regardless of her personality, there was no denying that her deeds made her a hero worthy of respect.

A hero who trusted her companions, never yielded to any hardship, and willingly put herself in danger for the weak.

Rufus Ludendion's respect for her still remained in his heart.

Time passed. He became engaged, married, and had a dignified son and a daughter as angelic as could be.

His son had grown up well and was now studying at an academy in the capital, while his daughter always filled the estate with laughter through her angelic smile.

But his angelic daughter had become far too much like him.

Like her father in the past, she had come to like Lady Nellin, the Starlight Archer!

What if his daughter met Lady Nellin, just as he had?

Her illusions would surely be shattered.

When his daughter saw the true face of the person she admired, her fragile heart would be crushed, and she would burst into tears.

‘I'll never allow that!’

He had met Nellin when he was old enough to have weathered all kinds of hardships and overcome it.

But he thought his daughter, who had not even come of age yet, would not be able to get over it as easily as he had.

“I suppose I have no choice. I'll have to allow her to keep that Slime for now.”

“Yes, I think so too.”

Count Ludendion accepted Nina's advice.

They could come up with some kind of solution for a Slime.

But it would be hard to find a proper solution to stop Jessie from wanting to meet Nellin.

You could not stop someone from admiring another person.

He knew that. He had experienced it himself. That was why he needed to turn her attention elsewhere.

And then, while Jessie looked for a way to meet Nellin, she might discover that the count's territory and the Blue Elf Forest traded regularly.

If that happened...

Why did you hide it from me all this time?! I could have met Lady Nellin over and over! I hate you, Father!

“Urgh...!”

“Count?! Why are you clutching your chest all of a sudden? Are you in pain?”

“No, I'm fine. My chest hurt because I imagined Jessie hating me.”

“Ah... I see.”

Having made his decision, Count Ludendion returned to Jessie's room.

“Jessie, that Slime... Hm?”

The sight that greeted him the moment he entered left Count Ludendion no choice but to be flustered.

“Wow! It landed perfectly!”

“This Slime really understands what we're saying.”

“Pin? What on earth are you doing?”

“Ah, Count.”

The Slime was sitting atop Pin's head.

And Jessie was clapping her hands in admiration as she watched.

“Father! Look! It's such a smart Slime that understands words! I told it to climb onto Pin's head, and it did!”

“Yes, it certainly is a very smart Slime.”

‘A Slime understands words?’

He was surprised by how much smarter the Slime was than expected, but Count Ludendion decided to tell Jessie his decision first.

“Jessie, I'll keep an eye on that Slime for the time being. But if it seems dangerous, I'll send it away immediately. Do you understand?”

Those words were practically permission, and Jessie's face bloomed with a smile like a flower.

“Yes! Father! I love you!”

‘Jessie truly is my angel!’

Today as well, Count Ludendion was becoming even more of a doting father.

“Come over here!”

When Jessie held out her hand and spoke to the Slime, it immediately jumped from Pin's head onto her palm.

Boing!

Hugging the Slime that had landed in her hand, Jessie said,

“Let's get along from now on! Alexander II!”

“Alex.”

“ander.”

“the Second?”

Count Ludendion, Pin, and even Jessie herself were flustered by the sudden title.

“Miss, what exactly do you mean by Alexander II?”

“That's this little one's name!”

“Why did you choose a name like that?”

“This little one is squishy, cute, and super smart! So I gave it a hero's name! Did you know? Alexander was a hero who defeated countless monsters hundreds of years ago!”

“I see. But where did the Second come from?”

“Because it's small, it's the Second! Just calling it Alexander would be strange, wouldn't it? So I added the Second because it's cute!”

“Ah, because it's small...”

They were flustered, but no one objected to the name Jessie had given the Slime.

Whatever she named it was up to Jessie, its owner.

The chat, on the other hand, had plenty of reactions.

[Noblesse Fire]▶Alex lol ander lol

▶That's such a cool name lol. Congrats, Malangi lol. No, Alexander II lol

[Threadwork Madam]▶That name isn't cute! I still like Malangi better!

▶What kind of name is that for a monster? It's the name of someone who beat up monsters.

▶It's cool. Have a drink.

[Jiggly Queen]▶For a mere human, that's not bad naming sense.

[Noblesse Fire]▶You actually like that name, Jiggly? It doesn't suit weak-ass Malangi at all.

[Jiggly Queen]▶Silence! My kin will gradually grow stronger!

Meanwhile, the Slime still did not properly understand the name it had been given.

▷What's Alexander?

[Free Spirit]▶That's your name.

▷? I'm Malangi!

[Noblesse Fire]▶Yeah, that's your nickname. But that kid's gonna call you Alexander II lol

▷???

The Slime did not know why it was being called Alexander II, but it did understand that the human holding it would call it that.

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Three days after the Slime arrived at the noble estate.

“Hmm hmm hmm.”

“Miss... Do you really have to keep it on your head?”

“Why? It's nice because it's squishy. And it keeps my head cool, too.”

“Is that so.”

An unusual sight could be seen at Count Ludendion's estate.

After seeing the Slime on top of Pin's head, Jessie instructed it to climb onto her head as well.

And the instant it did.

The soft squishiness and pleasantly cool feeling atop her head captured Jessie's heart.

Ever since then, whenever she had the chance, she placed the Slime on her head and walked around the estate.

It swayed slightly whenever Jessie walked, but the Slime never fell from her head.

It was making use of the strength-control techniques it had practiced to adapt after evolving.

“It really is so well-behaved, this Sli...”

“Alexander II!”

“Alexander II, Miss. Couldn't we at least call it something shorter? It looks squishy, so how about Malangi?”

“No! It doesn't sound cool!”

The Slime did not dislike sitting on Jessie's head.

It liked looking at the world from a higher vantage point, and more than anything, the Slime liked living in this estate.

What it liked best of all was the food.

Even if it was a monster, the Slime had become Jessie's beloved pet. They could hardly feed it leftovers.

At every meal, the Slime was given food carefully prepared by the chef.

Fine steak loaded with seasoning, stew, noodle dishes, and even fish.

For the Slime, a life of experiencing new kinds of “delicious” three times a day was practically heaven.

It looked so delicious that even the viewers watching the stream grew jealous.

▶Why is it the only one eating stuff like that? Why is it the only one eating stuff like that? Why is it the only one eating stuff like that?

▶What is this? Did this suddenly turn into a regular food stream? I'm fucking starving.

▶I can't take it anymore! I'm going hunting!

[Just Slam Into It]▶R-raw meat... Raw meat dripping with blood is the best! The besttttt!

▶Do human bastards really eat different things every meal?

A mean-spirited streamer might tease and provoke the viewers every time they ate, but the innocent Slime simply said,

▷It's delicious!

That was all it said about its meal.

There was no reason for the Slime to be dissatisfied with such a happy life.

Well, it had exactly one complaint.

‘I want to see...’

It had not gone outside even once in three days.

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