Chapter 55

Chapter 55

Expedition (4)

Even if the next saintess a saintess is a saintess.

The saintess’s expedition does not end just by packing luggage.

No matter how much Frecia decided formally after finishing reporting to the vice priests even had to hold the saintess expedition ceremony event.

And Amelia leaving on the expedition after finishing all that event.

“Uee...”

Even after sleeping one day still in a state where the sucked energy has not returned.

Paulen sitting opposite in the carriage sighed and asked.

“Amelia, still dazed?”

“Social Paulen absolutely cannot understand. How much energy drops meeting people.”

“In my thought in Amelia’s case not energy dropping but low confidence making self tired seems.”

“Now don’t want to hear such cruel truth!”

Amelia wanted to give a reward to herself who suffered doing the saintess expedition ceremony rather than listening to Paulen’s nagging.

“Buduri, please massage.”

‘Yeah!’

Poyong!

Amelia lay face down on the long carriage chair.

The slime that was opposite her same as Paulen jumped once and landed on Amelia’s waist.

That behavior made Paulen spit a sigh again.

“Amelia, conduct is not proper. Would a saintess lying exposed like that in the carriage do?”

“Anyway inside the carriage only me and Paulen, and Buduri. No case of dangerous or watching anyone’s eyes?”

“Saying don’t do so in such a narrow place that too in front of a male.”

Occasionally looking Amelia does quite bold actions so difficult Paulen thought.

“Too fussy, Paulen. Buduri is a monster. Paulen has a peculiar taste of only interested in muscles. How safe?”

“I am not a taste of only interested in muscles.”

“Today upper body lower body?”

“Thinking of mainly training upper body pectorals. Amelia asking such a question! Interest in exercise arose? Then besides walking lightly from lower body...”

Ignoring Paulen who spits exercise colleague recommendation shining eyes Amelia requested the slime.

“Buduri, please the back.”

‘Yeah!’

Burrurrur!

“Ah, aaaa~!”

Amelia’s shout of refreshing joy felt by the slime’s vibration massage filled the inside of the carriage.

“Amelia, saying out of old age worry but must not carelessly let others hear such a voice.”

“Th, th, th, that much I also know~ aaa~.”

And the carriage stopped for a moment and lunch.

After finishing the meal, Paulen finished the slime’s exercise watching and sparring that became daily now and finished personal exercise until the carriage departs again.

“Buduri! Please!”

And Paulen who laid a blanket on the floor and lay exposed on the floor with the upper body all revealed.

Poyong!

Burrurrur!

“Ooooo! The muscles! The muscles that diligently endured the load rejoice!”

Let out a cheer of joy while receiving the slime’s vibration massage.

“...”

‘Who telling whom to mind conduct?’

Amelia was watching that appearance as if absurd.

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The Slime Queen’s nest in the magic continent.

‘Is massage using vibration that good?’

Looking at the appearances of humans rejoicing at the slime’s vibration massage the Slime Queen suddenly had such a question.

The Slime Queen the highest individual of slime possesses most skills a slime can have.

And among them there were also detoxification or Detoxification Liquid Generation, and vibration that the slime has.

The Slime Queen raised one hand and tried using the vibration skill.

Brrrr~.

And put the vibrating hand on own shoulder.

“...Trembling.”

Just a feeling of simply trembling not that feels good or anything.

Of course could not help but be so.

The slime strictly grew technique while detecting the reactions of those who need massage, but what the Slime Queen is doing now is just constant vibration with no intensity control at all.

On top of that the Slime Queen’s body is a slime body that has no case of muscles clumping.

No muscles to release so what is felt is just pure vibration.

“Don’t know well.”

Poyong!

The Slime Queen’s gaze headed toward the ordinary slimes who are own subordinates.

Since no command is issued the slimes were eating moss nearby on their own or repeating jumping in place without any meaning.

“...Come here.”

The Slime Queen called one slime.

Poyong!

Brought the trembling hand to the slime that immediately approached.

Burrurrur~.

The slime’s body started trembling at the vibration transmitted through the Slime Queen’s hand.

“Oh.”

The appearance of even ripples arising because shaking by external vibration not shaking itself had quite a viewing taste.

The Slime Queen who felt fun more than thought called slimes with other colors or sizes and watched the appearance.

‘If doing this to the same kind what reaction. Curious.’

The Slime Queen tried recalling the slime’s reaction.

-This good!

Burrurrur!

‘Hut, yes. If the same kind would surely like my hand.’

Speaking was a situation assuming grew that much in the future.

‘Still the appearance of my subordinates trembling is also somewhat cute.’

In an instant the Slime Queen thought.

Rather than seeing such a good thing alone wouldn’t boasting be better?

“Have to turn on the broadcast after a long time.”

The Slime Queen who thought no particular event while moving to the place called the Magic Tower anyway.

And besides slime tower stacking slime vibration show content was added to the Slime Queen’s broadcast.

▶What is this? Making the slime tremble?

▶lmao the trembling appearance trivial and cute.

[Yarn Lady]▶Not as much as Squishy-nim but this is cute in its own way~.

▶The Slime Queen not doing a broadcast of trembling with the body directly?

▶[Possible bug-nim was kicked.]

▶Byung lmao

▶Have to measure each well lmao

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‘No, to think going to the Magic Tower. What is this?’

Free Spirit who is a lich inside the secret workshop and became the manager of the slime’s broadcast room.

The joker was in a very disturbed state.

The Magic Tower.

When the joker was human.

The time called the celestial law mage Bentus Frail.

That place for the joker.

A place with memories.

A place that was the start of the journey.

A place with glory.

A place with betrayal and hatred.

30 years ago.

Bentus Frail who returned to the Magic Tower after subjugating the black dragon the calamity lived caring only for magic research in a peaceful life.

Let’s surprise the colleagues who defeated the calamity together by building new fame while striving for the creation of new magic!

Holding such a heart and researching 20 years of time passed in a flash.

Lived a life of kindly advising juniors who occasionally seek advice while striving for magic research.

A hero who obtained the fame of defeating the calamity.

However, that appearance of pursuing magic without being arrogant and not being conceited and kind even to juniors made his fame rise more even if Bentus Frail did not intend.

At the same time the continuously rising fame brought envy and jealousy of others.

And such envy and jealousy exploded the moment Bentus rose as a candidate for the next Magic Tower lord.

“Cough! Brooks, why...!”

“With this! With this the next Magic Tower lord is me! Not you who is acting high and mighty just by defeating a monster a bit! Exactly me!”

The culprit was Brooks who was a classmate from the beginner mage days.

Around when the new magic research was nearing the end, brought alcohol saying working hard, but what was inside was powerful poison.

Toward Bentus Frail crawling on the floor suffering from poison, Brooks aimed magic.

“You die here due to a magic accident, Bentus. You called a hero dying absurdly due to a magic accident! Really wouldn’t be funny?”

“Brook... s!”

The appearance of Brooks who thought a classmate and friend looking down at himself and sneering made deep betrayal and hatred dwell in Bentus Frail.

“Farewell, Bentus Frail! The only genius of the Frail family! Anyway no talent to light the Frail family besides you! As the next Magic Tower lord I will take good care of your family!”

No such thing as a heart of atonement.

Just a petty trick to make think oneself is not the culprit even if one who guesses not an accident appears with the sense of superiority of giving mercy to the Frail family.

Bentus Frail could quickly notice that intention from Brooks’s expression and words.

Wanted to dispose of the hateful betrayer looking down at himself right now, but the poison circulating inside the body disturbed Bentus’s spirit.

Therefore, Bentus Frail unfolded an uncertain means.

“Mana Explosion!”

‘Warp!’

Kwaaaaang!

At the same time Brooks’s magic unfolds Bentus unfolded the space movement magic under research.

‘At that time really thought would die.’

Space movement succeeded dramatically and thanks to that Bentus Frail who arrived at the workshop secretly made.

So bought time, but in the end thinking cannot avoid death unfolded the ritual of becoming a lich and reached the present.

‘Haa, worried.’

The joker could not help but be worried.

The slime’s safety?

Since already the saintess and paladin are together no such worry.

What is worried is own state.

The system experienced after becoming a lich.

And thanks to the shocking event of monsters’ broadcast the mage’s spirit of inquiry caught a fierce fire.

Thanks to that can be in the secret workshop like this without going berserk becoming a lich.

But if seeing the hateful Brooks again through the broadcast?

Whether self can suppress the emotion of hatred.

That the joker was worried.

Now self is a lich.

A lich called the worst appearance of a great mage corrupted.

The damage a lich caused was enormous to the extent still remaining in records though the last appearance was hundreds of years ago.

Did not particularly care up to self going berserk and killing Brooks and killing surrounding humans.

Did not even go to human massacre but the joker currently had little rejection to the act of killing humans itself.

However, due to that can confront past colleagues.

Because undead saintess Frecia would surely step forward and even the Starlight Archer Nellin could come hearing the news.

The joker did not want the situation of fighting colleagues who shared joys and sorrows and shared memories together.

-Huu. To think doing meditation training again.

To suppress own hatred that might explode by chance.

The joker starting the training often done in the beginner mage days again.

However, the joker’s effort to calm the heart collapsed vainly right on the day Amelia and Paulen and the slime arrived at the Magic Tower.

“Welcome to the Magic Tower, saintess! And paladin Paulen! I am the proud celestial law mage! Bentus Frail’s descendant! The sprout who will someday become a great great mage! Gracie Frail! Became in charge of guiding the two this time! Please take care!”

Until seeing the red twin-tail girl who hangs various magic tools on the body like bracelets, rings, anklets, necklaces and proudly shouts as own descendant.

‘No way such a magic tool doping mage is my descendant!!!!’

The joker was the natural mage faction.