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“Okay!” Charles nodded emphatically. He couldn’t explain it to Alfia yet, but Charles felt that this slime was special.

I was just thinking about Rimuru, could it be that we really met?

He had a feeling of being both afraid that it was the "cute king" and expecting it to be.

With a smile on his face, Charles quickened his pace, even using his remaining mental energy to unleash [Lightning Flash]: "Don't run! Stop right there!"

"Eeee—" The slime in front of her saw Ciel approaching at lightning speed and was so frightened that her body deformed. She quickly sprang to life and fled through the various gaps in the maze.

As a new monster that has only been born for 10 days, she has a secret she cannot tell anyone.

Yes, she had a dream.

That was a story of being swallowed alive by humans!

Unlike her foolish fellow citizens, she seemed smarter and more rational because of that dream. This made her stand out in the community, and she was often ostracized.

While its brethren lazily dry in the wind, it searches for water and food; when its brethren are starving and devouring each other, it preemptively eats their magic stones.

She would set traps and ambushes to kill passing werewolves. Because skeletons don't have lungs and don't need to breathe.

She didn't know where this knowledge came from, but it was very useful. Using it, she quickly stood out from countless slimes and became the true Slime King!

Of course, this is self-proclaimed.

Those foolish slimes wouldn't care about a different kind of slime like her; they would only isolate her with their stupid unspoken agreement. When she tried to question her fellow slimes, they wouldn't even utter a single "no."

Hmph~, foolish mortals. Wait, why did I say "humans"?

Just when she thought her future life would continue as uneventfully as it was now, that demon appeared.

He grinned, a smile that stretched to his ears, revealing a greedy desire. His compatriots were being brutally murdered one by one; one could foresee what fate awaited those who were trapped in the earthenware jars!

I don't want to dream about it anymore!

That's a demon! But my fellow slimes foolishly went for it. No, this time I must be a sociable slime! I am their king!

Charge forth, soldiers, for your king!

Me? Of course I'll just take a look...

As the soldiers fell one by one, I retreated to the back of the group, preparing to withdraw. But then, that demon looked over! My God! How could he spot me when I had hidden my eyes?

She tried her best to escape, even using her family's secret super move, but she couldn't get away.

That was fast, that flash of lightning!

That demon is several times stronger than before! It's over! My life as the Slime King is about to end tragically!

In a completely sealed-off corner of the room, the slime clung to the wall, trembling all over.

The demon blocked the doorway, his large, red eyes glaring, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, a symbol of desire.

Ah… a deep, husky voice sounded in my ear:

"Why... aren't you running anymore?!"

"Eeee—" The slime instantly transformed into a hedgehog, its round body extending two small tentacles to hug its head.

Charles held his breath.

He stood in front of the passage, blocking the only exit.

But he didn't dare to go forward either... The slime in front of him was too strange. Ciel was afraid that she would suddenly speak and say playfully, "I'm not a bad slime."

That would immediately turn into a horror story!

I was afraid that if I accidentally provoked this slime, it would summon Ciel and unleash a [Wrath of the Gods] attack.

Ah... I'm Ciel too, hehe?

Arriving late, Alfia walked up to Charles, staring at the hesitant boy with a puzzled look in her eyes: "What are you doing?"

Charles stopped Alfia, his expression grave, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful, this slime is not simple!"

Although the possibility is very small, Belle has worn it, so maybe Rimuru has too? If he has, could he be in his complete form?!

After all, it's an underground city. It's not impossible that something like a vampire's "familiar" might appear inside, or an "elf" that can cause spacequakes might emerge, or even a "goblin slayer" that specializes in killing goblins might appear.

Alfia followed Charles's gaze and frowned. "It looks like an ordinary slime. Hmm, apart from being particularly timid and being able to run away, there's nothing unusual about it."

Charles's expression turned grave as he stared at the slime's outstretched tentacle: "Look at this slime, isn't its expression a bit too much! This is the unknown!"

"When facing the unknown, we must be cautious! Better safe than sorry!"

Alfia pondered, "Could this be the wisdom of Sharl that the brat Palum spoke of?"

Her expression also darkened, and she secretly gathered her magic.

Ciel slowly moved closer to the slime, stopping five meters away.

The human and the slime stared at each other.

Ciel took a deep breath and said with a serious expression, "One Piece is~~~"

"?" The slime slowly typed out a question mark.

Charles stroked his chin.

No, that might not exist in the world of Rimuru... To put it simply: "a Pythagorean theorem..."

"?" is another question mark.

Charles roared in fury: "Damn it! You don't even know this? Have you ever been to school?!"

With a loud "Wah—", the slime turned around, faced the wall, and cried, "Don't eat me! I'm not a bad slime! I don't taste good, I'm bitter!"

whoosh-

With a flash of lightning, Ciel appeared fifty meters away from the slime in an instant!

His eyes were filled with suspicion as he stared at that corner.

Alfia was quite surprised; she had only ever seen a talking monster before, the fish-man that Sharl kept.

"You want to take her in?"

Ciel turned his head: "No, didn't you just hear that? She said 'she's not a bad slime'! How could I dare to keep her?!"

"So you want to raise a bad one?" Alfia asked, bewildered.

“No.” Charles didn’t know how to explain either, “It’s that… that very unusual thing! It has an invisible aura of dominance? Yes, that’s it!”

"So... you're afraid?" Alfia noticed Charles's unusual behavior.

Strange, you weren't afraid of Balor or the Fallen Fairy, so why are you afraid of a slime?

Alfia took two steps forward and hugged the little thing that was huddled in the corner, trembling...

"Are you... scared?" She held up a small creature with a (┮﹏┭) expression in front of Ciel.

Charles admitted that he was terrified at the time.

Chapter 155 I was so scared

The underground secret realm beneath the 37th floor arena.

The campfire scorched the withered wood, casting the Shire's shadow in its reflection. Beneath the shadow, a trembling slime tilted its head back, staring at the demon.

"Hey... say it to me again."

"I...I'm not a bad slime..."

Charles pouted, his face flushed with embarrassment: "If you have the guts... say it again!"

"Eeee—I'm sorry, don't eat me!"

Ciel grabbed the slime's round, sticky mass and yelled, "Transform for me! Who are you trying to scare by just saying you're not a bad slime?!"

"Guomena sai~~~~~~"

Charles was furious; all his brilliance had been ruined by this unfortunate heretic.

Charles admitted that he was terrified at the time.

They were afraid that the slime would suddenly go berserk and devour Alfia.

The slime is now terrified.

Beside Shire, several dried slime corpses lay beside the campfire, while the terrifying little demon girl played with lightning.

She recalled that dream again.

Ugh, why did I have to run into him?!

Ciel poked the slime with a frustrated expression. Although he was quite happy to have gained a talking heretic slime, it seemed that his plan to raise a cute king could really begin.

But... the key point is that the process was so embarrassing, it could easily be ranked in the top three of Ciel's most embarrassing moments list! The previous one was a chuunibyou declaration made in front of his sister.

Alfia leaned against the grizzly bear, casting a questioning glance at it: "You still haven't told me what's so special about this slime?"

Charles glared at him, his face flushed red: "Whoa! Yamero!"

Holding up the slime, he defiantly shouted, "Just you wait, she'll eat the black dragon one day! Fortune changes every thirty years, don't underestimate a slime's potential!"

Slime: Huh? A black dragon?

Alfia blinked: "So, it's weak right now?"

Alfia didn't understand why Sharl would expect a slime to fight the black dragon. Was he under too much pressure lately?

Did he become lethargic and hallucinate because I didn't promise to give him a lap pillow before?

“Ugh…” Ciel felt Alfia’s complicated gaze, his face turned red, and he squatted back in the corner, drawing circles on his face.

Just you wait, I will definitely raise a slime that can eat a black dragon!

Ciel stared intently at the slime, his expression turning somewhat distorted: "Hey... you can do it, right? If you can't, that's what will happen to your compatriots over there."

"Eek—I can do anything!"

“Very good.” Ciel lay down, his nose touching the slime’s “nose”: “From today onwards, you’ll be called Rimuru, understand?”