Slime Immortal.

Chapter 74 Do you really think that slimes have no temper?

Chapter 74 Do you really think that slimes have no temper?
Arno's figure gradually emerged from the fog. Just as he stumbled into the fortress construction site, a black shadow fell to the ground in front of him with a sound of wind.

look up.

A crow was holding its head high, like a proud nobleman, and arrogantly stretched out its wings to stop him.

"Stop! Where did this barbarian human come from? This is the sacred territory of the great Slime Majesty."

"To meet His Majesty, you must perform formalities and address him respectfully as 'The Great Slime Majesty'. Do you understand the etiquette?"

Arno was stunned. Looking at the crow in front of him that spoke human language, he felt a little absurd.

This crow...

Could it be the boss’s new monster?

Or some kind of terrifying demon disguised as a crow?
Just as Arno and Earl Bran were staring at each other, a ball of slime jumped over and patted Earl Bran with gel.

"Lord Bran, this is... uh... my knight, named Arno."

"Knight? Oh... looks like another unreliable fellow." Earl Bran muttered, remembering a certain undead follower who ran off to farm.

【Shaping wood】

The roots of the tree grew on the ground, lifted up Chen Yu's round body, and fell lightly into Arno's arms.

The chewy and cool touch made Arno's tense nerves relax inexplicably.

He seemed to have found his backbone, and quickly told the whole story of the assassination attempt by the "Rusty Key" Thieves Guild on the road.

After listening to Arno's narration, Earl Bran flapped his wings and flew up, landing on his shoulders.

"How dare you! You are just a bunch of stinky rats who can only fart in the shadows, yet you dare to declare war on our Slime Kingdom."

"Knight Arno will lead the team, and this Earl will personally destroy them."

Lord Bran spoke with such authority and condescending attitude that Arno was stunned.

The crow demon...so powerful.

Judging from the tone, this demon earl seems to possess extremely powerful strength.

Chen Yu bounced slightly in Arno's arms.

This guy's habit of bragging has come back again.

If Arno knew that it couldn't even beat a bigger vole, who knows what expression he would have.

"Yano, let's go back and teach them a lesson."

It might have looked a little funny when a chubby slime said it wanted to teach others a lesson, but it made Arno feel extremely relieved.

The boss actually took action for him himself.

So touching.

Lord Bran's little eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Let's go and see which rat dares to challenge the loyal knights of our Slime Kingdom."

……

Half a day passed.

The thick fog was cleared again, and Arno, holding Chen Yu and with the heroic Earl Bran standing on his shoulders, returned to the oak forest where they had been attacked before.

The scene was in a mess, with tire tracks extending chaotically into the distance, and cut ropes and some scattered wood chips scattered on the ground.

The carriage that was originally parked on the roadside, along with the carefully packed astronomical telescope parts on the carriage, disappeared without a trace.

The person was not found and the goods were gone.

"Damn thief."

It's fine if these petty thieves just launch a sneak attack.

She even snatched away the gift he prepared for his sister Xiaohua.

The theft is his fault.

Do you really think slimes have no temper?

It seems I need to find a way to teach these social scumbags who never do anything productive a lesson. Chen Yu's mind was racing when a wicked plan suddenly popped into his head.

Since their target is Arno...

An idea suddenly came to his mind.

The two thieves had already escaped, and there was no point in staying here any longer, so he and Earl Bran returned to the castle.

Arno went back first because he was worried about his wife and children in town.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, Arno's figure once again appeared hurriedly at the fortress construction site.

His face showed the fatigue of running all night, but his eyes were unusually determined.

"Boss, I'm back."

In order to prevent his family from being affected, he used the excuse that there were better educational opportunities at the Academy in Smaragdon, Feicheng, and asked Laura to take the children to Feicheng overnight.

He also hired an elite team of adventurers to protect them. Without any worries, he made a decision in his heart.

In the camp, Lord Bran came to join in the fun, still yawning.

Arno sat on the rock, hugging Boss Slime, took a deep breath and said, "Boss, I've made up my mind. I... I plan to accept the curse."

He raised his right hand and concentrated his mind, only to see the skin on his arm quickly change from a healthy complexion to a grayish-white, rough stone texture, as if covered with a layer of hard rock armor.

Then, the petrified part receded like the tide, and flesh and blood returned.

"It was this that saved me yesterday." Arno looked at his hand that had returned to its original state with a complicated look in his eyes, but without the fear and resistance he had before.

"I can feel it, and I can...control it a little bit."

Can be actively controlled.

Could it really be some kind of bloodline?
Chen Yu touched the hard petrified skin curiously, then jumped down lightly and brought out a gray pottery jar from the slime's nest.

Inside the jar was a full jar of gray gravel crystals emitting white light.

Chen Yu pointed at the pottery jar and then at Arno.

"If I can suck these stones clean, I'll probably be able to awaken my bloodline."

"Suck...suck this?"

Arno looked at these glowing stones with a confused look on his face.

"Huh? Glowing stones?"

Lord Bran stretched his neck to look into the pottery jar, and when he saw the shiny thing, his eyes widened instantly.

The crow's nature made it completely defenseless against these little gadgets, but the proud earl would never admit his own habit, so he could only cough and say:
"Your Majesty the Great Slime, ahem... This Earl also wants to try out the effects of this thing."

"Then I'll give you one."

Chen Yu said generously, picking and choosing among them, and finally gave the smallest one.

"Hahaha! Thank you, Your Majesty."

Earl Bran was not picky. He shouted excitedly and flew up to the oak tree with the gray gravel crystal in his mouth. He probably wanted to hide the crystal in the nest that Chen Yu had just built for him yesterday.

Chen Yu jumped into Arno's arms and taught him a simple set of spiritual energy breathing techniques using telepathy.

Although Arno felt it was strange, his trust in his boss outweighed everything.

He sat down cross-legged, adjusted his breathing clumsily, held a piece of gray gravel crystal in his hands, closed his eyes, and tried to "inhale".

After failing several times, he finally found the trick to the breathing method. Almost instantly, a gentle and pure energy slowly flowed into his body along the meridians in his palms.

This power was completely different from the violent magic he had encountered before. It was gentle and tolerant, nourishing his tired body and mind, making him feel as if he was floating on warm and comfortable clouds.

so comfortable...

He felt like he could fall asleep right now.

What was even more amazing was that under the infiltration of this energy, he felt that the vague barrier in his mind that separated him from the "devil" in his body was becoming clearer than ever, as if it could be broken with a slight poke.

"Boss, I felt it! I saw a 'wall'." Arno opened his eyes in surprise.

(End of this chapter)

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