I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Chapter 114 Investigation

"We have a mission," Ian said in a serious tone, controlling his clone.

At the same time, the information about "Abyssal Erosion" that was just analyzed from the Lava Lizard Corpse will be presented.

Lilith was also briefed on Ms. Mo's speculations about the abnormal demonic tide.

Lilith listened quietly, her face expressionless, but her eyes gradually sharpened.

"So, you think someone is behind this, causing this demonic surge?" she concluded.

"Highly likely." Ian's clone nodded. "I need you to investigate, find the possible source, or at least—find clues."

"Place?"

"Honeydew Town," Ian said. "I sensed a faint abnormal fluctuation earlier, which was very similar to Vivian's curse fluctuation. The source seems to be in the direction of Honeydew Town."

Lilith nodded without asking any further questions: "Understood."

"Yes." Ian praised her understanding. "Prioritize your own safety, intelligence is paramount. I'll create a clone for you to facilitate communication. If you discover any emergency, immediately inform me through the clone. I'll also keep an eye on your end."

As he spoke, Ian immediately split off a small slime clone the size of a fist and quickly delivered it to her hand.

This tiny clone is only the size of an egg, deep blue all over, with faint, fine golden patterns shimmering on its surface.

Lilith reached out and grabbed the tiny slime, squeezing it as if venting some emotion.

"Don't pinch him! I can feel it!" Ian stopped Lilith from further stimulating his little clone.

"Oh————" Lilith carefully put the little clone into a small leather pouch at her waist.

"Also," Ian added, "if we encounter any danger, or if there are signs of large-scale abyssal erosion, do not attempt to fight back; retreat immediately. Intelligence is paramount."

"I know." Lilith's tone was calm, but Ian felt that her soul was no longer there.

Maybe he's daydreaming about something?

After all, she's a late-stage sufferer of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), and this kind of mission—infiltrating behind enemy lines to investigate dark conspiracies—perfectly hits her sweet spot.

"Then get ready and leave as soon as possible," Ian said. "Honeydew Town is quite deserted right now, making you a relatively conspicuous target, but that also means your actions will be more easily noticed. Be careful."

Lilith didn't say anything more, just nodded, and her figure slowly blended into the shadows and disappeared.

After settling Lilith in, Ian breathed a sigh of relief.

But then Ian suddenly remembered something.

The lava lizard carcass in the loot area must be disposed of immediately to prevent the trace amounts of corrosive agents from spreading or causing other complications.

He once again separated a sliver of his consciousness and connected it with another clone that was guarding the area of ​​corpses in the Dragon Territory open space.

The clone immediately skipped and hopped off to find Charles and Kiri.

A few minutes later, Charles and Kiki arrived at the spoils area.

"Lord Ian, what are your orders?" Charles asked, looking at the small slime clone on the ground.

"Immediately incinerate these two lizard dragon corpses with dragonfire to completely purify them," Ian transmitted the command through his clone. "I detected abnormal corrosive magic within them, which may be contaminated. Take precautions during incineration to prevent the ashes from scattering."

Upon hearing about burning and abnormal magic, Qi Rui's eyes immediately lit up: "Leave it to me! My newly concocted inextinguishable incendiary bomb can fight!"

"Be careful, just don't set the whole dragon territory on fire," Ian reminded him.

"Don't worry! I'm a professional!" Qi Rui patted her chest to assure them, and then began to take bottles and jars out of her large handbag.

Charles was even more cautious: "Lord Ian, are you sure you want to burn it? The materials from a seventh-tier monster are very valuable—"

"Safety first," Ian said. "Besides, if I'm not mistaken, keeping this contaminated material would only cause more harm. Burning it clean would be the end of it."

Charles said no more, bowed and accepted the order: "Yes, I will arrange for people to assist Miss Kirsty immediately."

After arranging these two matters, Ian felt that unusual magical fluctuation reappear.

It's a little clearer than before.

It's like a gathering?

"The Abyss Order—" Ian murmured the name.

If it really is them, what is their purpose?

Was it merely to trigger a demonic surge to test the defenses of Dragon Territory?

Or is it aimed at Vivian?

Ian glanced at the sleeping baby dragon.

Vivian had already fallen asleep sometime earlier.

Its golden vertical pupils were tightly closed, its small mouth was slightly open, and it was sleeping soundly.

Ian felt Vivian's steady breathing and warm body temperature, and then thought about what he had just found in the lizard carcass...

The corrosive factor originating from the same source as the Abyss Curse, and Ms. Mo's question, "The Abyss Order? Or some other weird thing?"

Ian wondered to himself, "I wonder how they set their KPIs in this world. Do they sacrifice innocent girls every year or create some earth-shattering news?"

The slime shook its head, dismissing these unsolvable speculations for the time being.

The most urgent task is to wait for Lilith's intelligence and—to handle the internal affairs of Dragon Territory.

A major battle had just ended. Although we won, the casualties and losses were very real.

Although an awards ceremony has already been held once.

But I heard that the damaged cafeteria has been repaired.

Although we can't get our hands on those two seventh-tier lizard dragons, there are still so many buffet-style food options that have entered the Dragon Territory.

Ian did a quick check and found something strange inside the two seventh-tier monsters.

The other monsters are all made from very natural ingredients.

We need to process a batch of these ingredients before they go bad, and make the rest into dried meat.

To be honest, if this demonic tide had broken out a little earlier, we wouldn't even have needed to buy food from Mirabelle.

"A victory celebration banquet—we have to do it!"

Ian figured that, more importantly, he could use this opportunity to brainwash everyone again.

This made the minotaurs, goblins, rabbitmen, vampire servants, and even the few members of the Gilded Rose Squad more truly feel that they were fighting for a place worth protecting.

With that in mind, Ian contacted Charles through his clone left in Dragon Territory.

"Charles, prepare a victory celebration. Make it big, and the ingredients—you know what I mean."

Charles's voice came through the clone, as steady as ever.

"Is it really that complicated?"

"Charles, this shows you haven't done a good job of ideological work—"

"Okay, okay."

The air was filled with a sense of relief after surviving a disaster, and anticipation for the night's feast.

Although the minotaur warriors were still wrapped in bandages, their voices were louder than the last, as they boasted to each other about their "heroic performance" in the demonic tide.

The goblins gathered together, chattering and gesturing the hand gestures they had used to press the terminal. Gugu was surrounded in the middle, his chest puffed out, his simple Dragon-Captain Warrior Medal polished to a shine.

Rongrong led the rabbit people to work in the herb field and the makeshift vegetable garden, picking the freshest fruits and vegetables.

Barbara then took the initiative to prepare some of the ingredients.

In her words, the holy light also makes the meat "purer" and easier to preserve, although Ian strongly suspects that she just went to have an extra meal in advance.

Ian himself was "kidnapped" by Vivian and wandered around Dragon Territory.

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