I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Lorenzo stood there, stunned.

Ian's words, like the whispers of a demon, are destroying his artistic vision.

"This story has plot twists, face-slapping moments, action, romance—it has everything! And—"

Ian brought his jelly-like body close to Lorenzo and lowered his voice.

"And they can even release an uncut version~"

Lorenzo's brain seemed to be working at high speed, processing the shock Ian had brought.

After a long silence, he murmured to himself, "All the theater troupes in Erathia are pursuing more dazzling magical effects and more beautiful music... Few people care about the story itself..."

"That was awesome!" He suddenly grabbed Ian's curled-up body. "Mr. Ian! Where did you get these ideas, these thoughts...?!"

Ian calmly brushed Lorenzo's hand away and honestly replied, "Another world."

Lorenzo took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I can't say... but please allow me to adapt these ideas into a play! I can pay! Lots of money!"

Ian declared righteously, "Talking about money is too vulgar! It depends on fate. As for how much fate we have, we'll discuss that in private, hehehe. Besides, I have another idea!"

"Please speak!"

"Take your theater troupe and perform in Dragon Territory."

Lorenzo was stunned.

Ian continued to patiently guide him.

"Not now, but in the future. When the time is right, I will invite you to perform for the residents of the Monster Forest within the territory of Lady Vivian the Dragon. You will see a real dragon, experience the real monster society, and gain more... creative inspiration."

Lorenzo's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

He was a rebellious nobleman's son who was tired of a life of rules and regulations and sought excitement and art.

This suggestion really hit his sweet spot.

"Dragons...the Forest of Demons..." His voice trembled with excitement, "This will be an opportunity I've never had before!"

Mirabelle interjected at the opportune moment: "Lorenzo, don't forget your place. If you can become the first troupe leader to successfully perform in Dragon Territory, perhaps your father will be more likely to approve of you."

Lorenzo's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly smiled again: "That's right! That old man always says I'm not doing my job properly... I'll show him what a great undertaking really is!"

The two hit it off as they talked.

Lorenzo was utterly impressed by Ian's wildly imaginative "creativity".

Ian, on the other hand, felt that Lorenzo's carefree and slightly flamboyant personality was very much to his liking.

They talked about everything from drama to music, from stage design to the application of magic effects, and even how to add a little "color" to the plot.

The bromance is palpable.

"Hehehehehe..."

I don't know what they were talking about, but the human and the slime started laughing strangely.

Lilith watched from the side, her lips twitching slightly.

Barbara looked completely bewildered, utterly unable to keep up with the two "artists'" leaps of thought.

As the conversation was drawing to a close, Lorenzo suddenly remembered something and lowered his voice.

"By the way, Ian, I heard when I was in the capital that the Adventurers' Guild issued an S-rank mission. They may be planning a large-scale raid, and the target is supposedly... a dragon's minions."

Ian noted down the information, but wasn't too worried.

By the time those powerful adventurers who accepted the bounty arrive here, Sweet Forest will probably have vanished long ago.

As they parted, Lorenzo gripped Ian's tentacle tightly: "Lord Ian, today is the most inspiring day of my career! You are a true genius!"

Mirabelle smiled and said, "It seems you two get along very well."

"He's an interesting person," Ian commented.

"And it works." Mirabelle blinked. "Alright, it's getting late. I should go back to the hotel to rest. You guys make yourselves at home."

On the way back to the hotel.

Lilith suddenly said, "Lady Vivian once said that she saw a play in the capital decades ago."

Ian asked curiously, "Oh? Tell me about it."

"She said..." Lilith scratched her head, pretending to recall something. "It was quite interesting, except that in the end she had to slay the dragon. She got so angry that she burned the theater down with a breath of dragon's breath."

Wow, look how well it works! It's ignited right now!

It's good news to hear that Vivian has some interest in theater.

With the support of powerful figures, Longling's entertainment industry can be developed on a grand scale.

However, doing theater is still too much trouble.

Ideally, it should include a complete package of storybooks, comics, and movies.

The dissemination efficiency of a few theater troupes is certainly not as high as that of cultural and entertainment products that can be mass-produced.

But Ian has been here for a while now.

I have heard of vernacular stories or illustrated books.

However, I haven't heard of anything that can be used for filming, such as a photo stone.

We'll have to ask around later. Maybe there is, but Ian just doesn't know yet.

If he could turn those classic stories from Earth into products.

These cultural products eventually spread to the human world, subtly changing their views on monsters and dragons...

That would be a weapon gentler than swords and more enduring than magic.

However, being a plagiarist is not an easy job.

Ian kept recalling the novels and movies he had read in his past life, and he could give a general account of them.

But it's just a general overview; I can't go into too much detail, I can only give a rough estimate.

"Lilith," Ian said, "when we get back, I want to talk to Lady Vivian... What do you think about building an entertainment complex in Dragon Territory?"

Lilith glanced at him, a look of confusion in her eyes.

"An entertainment complex? What's that?"

"Is it some kind of dedicated building that combines theater, massage, food, drinks, entertainment, and even a place to sleep?"

Lilith suddenly stopped, glaring at Ian through gritted teeth, and even drew her Shadow Sword.

"Sleeping with a dragon? You have such lewd thoughts about Lady Vivian?! You really are still that evil slime!"

Even Barbara, who had been quietly holding Ian, was affected.

She also gave her a look of astonishment, as if to say, "I never knew you, a slime, had such an amazing dream?"

"..."

Back at the hotel.

Ian tried his best to explain until he ran out of words, and finally managed to calm Lilith down.

However, judging from her eyes and that slightly disgusted expression...

Ian could still sense that Lilith didn't completely believe his story.

But then I turned around and found myself in the hotel room.

While Lilith and Barbara were washing up, they made no attempt to conceal Ian's presence.

Even when Barbara took off her large priest's robe, Lilith had to reach out to measure the other's broad chest.

"I feel like I'm not being treated as a male at all..."

Ian felt that the concept of slimes as androgynous pets was a bit too deeply ingrained.

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