Monster Livestream Star - Chapter 40

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Translator/Editor: Asakusa

◈ Monster Livestream Star ◈

Chapter 40: Next Saint (2)

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After putting the Lesser Troll's head into the Inventory, Paulen decided to return to the Holy City with Amelia, the next Saint, and take the Slime with them.

On the way back, he regained his composure.

‘Can we really take it with us?’

He had carelessly said he would bring it along after receiving the Slime's vibrating head massage.

Its vibrations had been that cozy and pleasant.

For Paulen, who never skipped training, they felt like a massage loosening his tightly honed muscles.

But thinking about it rationally, was it really all right to bring a monster into the Holy City?

‘No, it should be fine, shouldn't it?’

The Blue Elf Forest, where the famous Starlight Archer Nellin lived.

There was even a rumor that Count Ludendion's daughter, who lived in the territory near the Blue Elf Forest, went on inspections with a Slime on her head.

‘When I first heard that, I thought it was complete nonsense.’

Paulen looked at the Slime atop Amelia's head.

“Do you like it up there that much?”

Brrrrrrrr!

“A-Ah! Yes. Stay there...”

‘It should be fine, right?’

Even from the perspective of a Paladin, it was a harmless sight.

Meanwhile.

▶What? Why's it with new humans again?

▶This bastard just likes humans lol

▶Ah, I'd like humans too if I had ones that fed and housed me~

[Threadwork Madam]▶It looks like you found some new humans, Malangi!

▶No human hunting?

▶Go to another stream.

Viewers who had returned after some time to see whether anything had changed also saw that the Slime was with humans again.

[Just Slam Into It]▶That human looks like they could pull off a strong Body Slam.

▶Is ramming all you ever think about?

▶Ah! Ramming s*x!

[Jiggly Queen]▶Stop saying such vulgar things, you filthy creature!

▶Don't wanna~ Gonna keep doing it~

▶Who asked?

▶By the way, where are they going?

As they made idle chatter, a few viewers began asking normal questions.

▷Holy City!

▶Ah, Holy City. Got it completely.

▶What's a Holy City?

[Gothic Luxury Bone]▶A Holy City is a place where many humans who believe in gods live.

▶What the hell is a god now?

▶Sounds like the leader of those humans who suddenly start glowing.

[Noblesse Fire]▶Lmao aren't they your natural enemies, bonehead? Lmao

[Gothic Luxury Bone]▶Do you think holy power emitted by mere humans could make me disappear? This is why pathetic shut-in loser dragons are no good.

[Noblesse Fire]▶Yup~ It hurts like hell when humans shine their light on you, right? Doesn't hurt me though~?

The Fire Dragon was delighted to have a chance to tease Gothic Luxury Bone, the Bone Dragon, for the first time in a while.

Having watched the chat for some time, the Slime had learned that it did not need to pay attention to conversations like those.

So it typed what it wanted to ask without waiting.

▷What's in the Holy City?

▶Dunno?

▶How would we know about human cities?

[Free Spirit]▶It's a place where lots of humans who believe in something called a god live.

▷What's a god?

[Free Spirit]▶A being that gives humans special powers.

▶That's damn unfair. Why don't we have gods? Waaah, give me powers.

▶Seeing this lot, that god probably wouldn't want to give them any.

▶Fr lol

The Slime developed a very simple understanding of what a god was.

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“Paulen, do you think this is all right?”

“You're asking that now, when we're already here?”

Amelia only became anxious when she reached the Holy City on horseback.

“But this Slime is still a monster.”

“Slimes are monsters by nature.”

“W-Won't we get scolded?”

“We'll probably be asked what we were thinking.”

“Will Saint Fresia scold us too?”

“Hmm, who knows? Someone like her might laugh instead.”

“...Should we hide it before going in? Wouldn't it be hidden if I put it inside my clothes?”

“If you don't want to hear nonsense about suddenly having three breasts, don't.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I mean it would be obvious even if you put it under your clothes. Just go in proudly. This may sound presumptuous, but I have a position in the Holy City equal to yours.”

“Well, you are a Paladin.”

“Yes. So if the Saint and I confidently insist, ‘This Slime is fine!’ and push forward, we'll get through easily.”

“...You're right.”

“The High Priests may give us an earful about what nonsense we're spouting, though.”

“Ugh.”

Images of High Priests frowning as they began lecturing flashed through Amelia's mind.

They meant no harm, but the High Priests nagged constantly.

They told her several times a day that she should carry herself more confidently as a Saint, so merely thinking about it made her shrink.

“Ha ha ha! We get nagged every day anyway! Don't be so afraid, let's go! Biceps of resolve!”

“Don't try to change the subject with biceps, Paulen!”

“Biceps!”

“Ah, biceps.”

‘Biceps?’

A short while later, the two arrived at the Holy City's gate.

“Saint Amelia! Sir Paulen! Welcome back!”

The guards recognized the two at once and welcomed them.

“You've been working hard.”

“Yes! ...But, Saint Amelia.”

“What is that Slime doing on your head?”

The guards' gazes gathered on top of Amelia's head.

“Th-This is...”

As Amelia hesitated over what excuse to make, Paulen quickly answered for her.

“Ah, don't worry about it. We're trying something new this time.”

“Something new?”

“You know there is a village that raises Slimes, right?”

“A village that raises Slimes?”

“Yes, I've heard of it. I heard it is a very unusual village.”

“We happened to find this Slime on the road. It is a very gentle Slime. Our Saint wishes to see whether the Holy City can raise Slimes too, just as that village does.”

“I-Is that so?”

“Indeed. It comes from the Saint's merciful wish to see whether even a monster can be welcomed into God's embrace, as long as it does not harm people.”

“Ooh!”

“As expected of the Saint!”

At Paulen's words, the guards on duty looked at Amelia with sparkling admiration.

‘Paulen! Why are you suddenly making things up like that?!’

Amelia's conscience pricked at her.

“As expected of the Saint! You are truly merciful!”

“H-Ha ha ha. Thank you.”

“Still, I would suggest that you refrain from carrying a Slime around on your head.”

“You're right. Saint Amelia, I'll hold the Slime for now.”

Paulen took the Slime from Amelia's head and placed it in his left hand.

The Slime remained still without resisting.

“Then, keep up the good work.”

““Yes!””

After passing through the gate, the two and the Slime entered the Holy City.

Then.

‘Wooooow!’

At the sight inside the Holy City, the Slime trembled in admiration.

The beauty of the Holy City's architecture that Godric and the others had spoken of.

The Slime was witnessing that beauty now.

White buildings stood everywhere.

But it was not just that their colors were uniform.

As though beauty had been prioritized, each building was cohesive with the others without looking monotonous.

More than anything, the many people coming and going, along with their happy expressions, made the scenery even more beautiful.

“How about a loaf of bread! It just came out, so it's nice and hot!”

“Sir Knight! How long has it been since your weapon was maintained? I'll sharpen it for a low price!”

“Hehe! Hurry!”

“Wait for me!”

The cheerful voices and unending smiles.

To the Slime, it felt as though it had returned to Count Ludendion's territory.

▶This is the city of humans who believe in gods?

[Noblesse Fire]▶White. So white.

▶So what are we doing here now?

▶That's up to Malangi.

▶Haa, watching pathetic humans struggle was fucking fun.

▶Please, mukbang content! Food content this time! Those pathetic humans earned so little that all they ate was the same old stuff!

[Jiggly Queen]▶Whatever happens, the most important thing is that our kind stays safe!

As the viewers looked over the Holy City's streets, they shared their impressions and grew increasingly excited about what would happen on the Slime's stream next.

Passing through the streets, Amelia and Paulen entered the largest building in the center of the Holy City.

The Great Church.

“A Slime?”

“Why are Saint Amelia and Sir Paulen with a Slime...?”

“There must be some special reason.”

The two already drew plenty of attention, so it was only natural that bringing a Slime with them attracted even more stares and whispers.

To make their report, the two visited the office of High Priest David.

“Excuse us.”

“Saint Amelia? You are earlier than I expected... A Slime? No, what is this?!”

High Priest David blinked, then immediately demanded an explanation.

“Saint Amelia! Paladin Paulen! Explain yourselves! Why have you brought a monster into this sacred Great Church?”

“High Priest David, I will explain.”

Paulen gave High Priest David the same excuse he had given the guards.

“That is how it happened.”

“Do you think that makes any sense? No matter how unusual that village may be, there are things one can and cannot do! Sigh, why are you suddenly acting so strangely, Saint Amelia?”

Amelia's shoulders shrank at the sight of High Priest David sighing.

She could not exactly tell him that it was because the Slime's vibrating massage felt good.

‘If I tell him that, he'll definitely scold me even more for being ridiculous.’

“Ha ha ha, don't be so angry. God is generous and will embrace even monsters that do not harm humans.”

“Do not presume to decide God's word yourself!”

“Oh my, I agree with Paladin Paulen.”

A voice agreeing with Amelia and Paulen came from behind them.

“S-Saint Fresia!”

An elderly woman with faded pink hair wore a white nun's habit like Amelia's.

One of the heroes who had defeated the Black Dragon, the Disaster of fifty years ago.

The person with the greatest influence in the Holy City.

Saint Fresia stood there with a kind smile.

High Priest David spoke to Fresia in confusion.

“Saint Fresia! What brings you here...?!”

“I was out for a walk when I heard High Priest David shouting. Hehe, your voice is still as loud as ever. You have not changed from when you bravely led the holy knights from the front.”

“No, that is...!”

Fresia's unexpected remark made High Priest David redden. He cleared his throat and collected himself.

“Ahem! Saint Fresia, we must correct Saint Amelia's mistake now.”

“What mistake has Saint Amelia made? The doors of the Great Church are open to everyone, as long as they are not evil.”

“Are monsters not evil beings who threaten humans?”

“I cannot accept that all monsters are evil beings.”

“How can you say such a thing, Saint...”

“Do you have no faith in my words, when I defeated the Disaster after seeing many monsters with my own eyes?”

“Uuugh!”

“It is not good to try to exclude something outright, David. Besides, Paladin Paulen is here. If the Slime appears to become a threat, will he not protect us?”

“Of course, Saint Fresia!”

With Saint Fresia stepping in, High Priest David could no longer insist that the Slime be expelled immediately.

“Understood. We shall observe it for now.”

“Thank you, David. You really are a wise person who can be reasoned with.”

“That will not work just because you say it now! Saint Amelia, Paladin Paulen, please leave.”

“High Priest David, we have not given our report yet...”

“I will hear it later, calmly!”

High Priest David sighed as he looked at Saint Fresia.

“This is not the right state of mind to hear a report calmly.”

Amelia, Paulen, and the Slime left the office with Saint Fresia.

As soon as they stepped outside, Saint Fresia spoke with her kind smile still in place.

“Then, would you both come to my room? I would also like to hear the details of what happened.”