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Chapter 28: New Encounter (4)
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“Adventurers?”
“Wh-What are you saying all of a sudden, Boss?”
“Pfft, becoming adventurers with a Slime? Boss, your jokes are getting b-better. Pff!”
“I’m not joking.”
Each subordinate reacted differently to the leader’s words.
“Didn’t you say adventuring was d-dangerous?”
Def sounded worried.
“What kind of adventuring can we do with a Slime?”
Seugol objected.
“What are you thinking, Boss?”
Hawein asked.
The leader calmly explained his reasons.
“You all know it too. We’ll never get anywhere as bandits. I thought we could somehow hold out until the wanted order expired... but considering that perverted bastard, it’ll take a long time. So.”
Smack!
The leader slapped his knee.
“We’ll become adventurers with this guy.”
“What do you mean, with a Slime...”
“Listen to the end, Seugol. You all saw enough today. You saw how well this Slime fights. It doesn’t get in the way in battle. If anything, it caught monsters much faster than you guys. More importantly.”
The leader picked up the Slime, which had been quietly listening from the ground, and stroked it.
Brrrrr!
“See how calm and obedient it is? It’s perfect to bring along. ...Wait, why is it trembling?”
Def grinned broadly.
“I-I think it likes it.”
“...Right. Meeting a Slime this strong that also gets along with people is good luck. And when luck comes our way, we should seize it.”
“Pff, Boss. Didn’t you say we weren’t becoming adventurers because it was dangerous?”
“I said I’d avoid it if possible. But we’re not in a position to be picky right now. Becoming adventurers somewhere beyond that bastard’s influence is the best option for us.”
“Boss! Wouldn’t it be better to become mercenaries somewhere else instead of adventurers?”
“Seugol, even if we get out from under that bastard’s influence, you know how small the mercenary world is. Few people will want to entrust work to mercenaries who have already been marked by a noble. Worse... there could be people who try to report us to that noble bastard.”
“Um, Boss.”
“What? You against it too, Def?”
“No. It’s just that I-I was wondering something.”
“What is it?”
“Even if we become adventurers, won’t there be people who try to report us too?”
The leader, Hawein, and Seugol looked at Def in surprise.
Who would have thought Def could come up with something like that?
“Huh? W-Why is everyone looking at me?”
“It’s nothing. Yes, of course there may be people who report us even if we become adventurers. But so what? At least as adventurers, we choose one request from the many available instead of waiting for someone to hire us. We won’t have to worry about finding work. And... once we prove our skills as adventurers and become famous, that bastard won’t be able to touch us carelessly.”
“Why not?”
“The more famous you are, the more weight your words carry. If he spreads bad rumors about us... then we can expose what kind of requests he gave us when we were mercenaries. Mercenaries have to watch what nobles think, so they keep quiet. Adventurers don’t have to as much.”
Since adventurers mainly handled dangerous work like monster subjugation, they could earn people’s trust.
“Any more questions?”
No one questioned or objected to the leader’s plan any further.
The bandits.
No, the group that had now become aspiring adventurers decided to live as adventurers alongside the Slime.
And while that plan was coming together.
▶ㅋㅋㅋㅋ This is getting interestingㅋㅋㅋㅋ
▶After living very comfortably in a mansion, it’s going to form a party with humans now?ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
▶For real. You can’t predict what’ll happen next.
[Threadwork Madam]▶Malangi looks even cuter surrounded by all those not-cute humans~
▶What if those humans sell it off later?
▶[Ruin Enthusiast has been kicked.]
▶Cut!
▶ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
▶Ackㅋㅋㅋ This room has a mod now, you knowㅋㅋㅋ
The viewers watching the situation through the Slime were having a great time.
‘Should I consider this fortunate or worrying?’
Free Spirit, the room’s moderator, also known as Kkanjuki, was deeply bewildered by the Slime’s continued path.
‘I hoped it wouldn’t become hostile toward humans, but I never expected it to become friends with them this smoothly.’
Having once been human, Kkanjuki thought they understood the relationship between humans and monsters well.
But the Slime was getting along with humans far more smoothly than Kkanjuki had expected.
It had spent over a month in Count Ludendion’s mansion, then after leaving, it had met bandits in another territory who had not immediately tried to subjugate it. Instead, they wanted to cooperate with it and become adventurers.
‘Have people’s perceptions of monsters changed these days? Is my thinking... too behind the times?’
Kkanjuki had not gone outside for thirty years. Common sense might have changed in that time.
Even if that was true, Kkanjuki found it hard to accept emotionally.
Even as a Lich, Kkanjuki wanted to believe words like “old,” “behind the times,” and “set in one’s ways” had nothing to do with them!
For the sake of their mental health, Kkanjuki changed the subject.
‘More importantly, Jiggly Queen hasn’t said much. Is she okay with this?’
Jiggly Queen called the Slime kin and worried whenever it was in danger, but she had not said anything this time.
‘I thought she’d at least say something like, “It cannot form a group with mere humans.”’
While Kkanjuki was thinking that.
‘This is not such a bad thing.’
Jiggly Queen was not particularly displeased by the bandits’ conversation.
‘It is about time my kin fought stronger opponents and laid the foundation for its next evolution.’
The Slime was no longer a weak creature she worried might lose to a wild animal and die.
It had already evolved once, and though she did not like it, it had properly learned Headbutt from Fenrir and gained a means of attack.
Above all, though it had seemed absurd at the time, it had lived in the nest of a high-ranking human and steadily consumed nutritious meals, allowing its body to grow.
Monsters absorbed what they consumed better than humans and were affected by it accordingly.
From the Slime Queen’s perspective, the Slime was overwhelmingly superior to ordinary Slimes.
Was that not obvious from its ability to effortlessly dispose of around twelve Goblins?
The Slime Queen nodded as she recalled that time.
‘Goblins are no longer much help to my kin. It must fight stronger opponents for its next evolution.’
She was looking forward to the day it became stronger, evolved further, and eventually met her.
And the sooner that day came, the better.
Thinking of it that way, the bandits’ proposal was not bad.
The Slime Queen knew from watching the stream.
Adventurers were humans who fearlessly obsessed over hunting monsters.
Humans who rushed at monsters so recklessly that they looked foolish, sometimes becoming arrogant despite having no chance of victory and losing their lives.
‘My kin is not as foolish as humans. If it meets an opponent it cannot handle, it can flee alone. Besides.’
Those weak humans who wanted to become adventurers by relying on the Slime’s strength did not seem likely to challenge an opponent even the Slime struggled against.
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The former mercenaries and former bandits who had decided to become adventurers with the Slime became aspiring adventurers and prepared to travel to a region beyond Viscount Pedphil’s influence.
There was one small problem.
The wanted order?
They could resolve something like that through their own channels as long as they paid enough extra money.
The real problem was the Slime.
Even a weak Slime was still a monster.
It would be a serious problem if someone caused trouble when they tried to take a carriage, or refused to let them board because they did not want a monster aboard.
More importantly, it would be a serious problem if they hid the Slime at first, then were discovered later while working as adventurers.
As they wondered how to get through smoothly, Seugol came up with an idea.
“Why don’t we just put it on this pighead’s head? We can show them it’s safe by keeping it right there!”
At first, the leader nearly blurted out, “How does that make any sense?”
‘...It might work?’
The Slime was still sitting on Def’s head even now.
Def’s large but guileless-looking face, with the Slime resting quietly on his head.
For some reason, the sight looked convincing.
“...We don’t have any other options. We’ll go with that.”
And the bold aspiring adventurers’ plan...
“Hah, even guys like you are doing that now?”
Succeeded smoothly, accompanied by the carriage driver’s baffled words.
“Whether it’s a count’s daughter or guys like you, is putting Slimes on people’s heads the trend these days?”
The reason was a rumor that had spread from Count Ludendion’s territory.
The story of Count Ludendion’s daughter, who had an unusual hobby.
The count’s daughter would place a Slime on her head, then cheerfully inspect the town under guard.
That Slime was said to be extremely tame and have a great appetite.
Of course, the aspiring adventurers, who had spent their time as bandits and left black markets as quickly as possible after finishing their business, were hearing that story for the first time.
They had managed to board the carriage, but everyone except Def was still dumbfounded.
“Hehe, that worked out.”
“No, that actually worked?”
“Pfft, the world sure is funny.”
“Who would’ve thought it was the count’s daughter doing something so stupid?”
“...Well, all’s well that ends well.”
After traveling for two weeks, the aspiring adventurers arrived in a region beyond Viscount Pedphil’s influence.
“This is where we’ll make our fresh start.”
“Th-There sure are a lot of people, probably because it’s an adventurers’ city.”
“Idiot! Cities have lots of people even without adventurers!”
“Pff, don’t say such innocent things, Def. You sound like a complete country bumpkin.”
Brrrrr!
“Ah, Tongtong is happy to be in a city too!”
Tongtong.
That was the name Def had given the Slime while they traveled.
“Get rooms quickly, then we’re going to the Guild. Got it?”
““Yes, Boss!””
‘Boss!’
Boing!
The Slime saw jumping along with their chant as a kind of game.
After reserving rooms at an inn, the aspiring adventurers headed to the Guild.
“Welcome, how may I help... a Slime?”
The Guild receptionist began their usual greeting, then became distracted by the Slime on Def’s head.
The leader had already grown accustomed to such looks, so he ignored them and stated their purpose.
“We’re here to register as adventurers. Me and these three. And... this Slime.”
“Y-You’re registering a Slime as an adventurer?”
“No, it doesn’t need to register. It’ll just be traveling with us, so put it on our party list.”
“Ah! Its name is Tongtong!”
Boing!
The Slime bounced on Def’s head as if confirming it.
At Def’s cheerful words, the receptionist thought that despite having worked there for years, this was the first time they had ever seen such an absurd adventurer registration.
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