Chapter 75

Chapter 75

Advent (3)

[Mallang]▶Why? I want to go back!

Tilting its body to the side, the slime asked.

For the slime, an unintended farewell was sad and disliked.

The slime was pure and innocent.

Therefore, even if it experienced the pain of farewell, it could cover the sadness thanks to new meetings and the enjoyment from those meetings, and the welling curiosity.

However, it hadn’t completely forgotten the pain at the time of farewell.

The slime still remembered Dep’s scream calling it when it fell from the cliff.

▷If you go back like this your life is really in danger. I’ll explain.

Kkanjuk chose words so the slime could understand and explained the circumstances through the chat.

The human who put the slime on the magic circle.

The human called Brooks Besilja is a very bad human.

[Mallang]▶A bad human?

▷Yy. A very bad human. He also tormented Gracie and tried to kill Mallang-nim.

[Mallang]▶Bad human!

Even if a pure slime, it knew very well that one trying to kill itself is bad.

‘Good, I planted the impression of the Brooks guy well.’

▷But that bad human is strong. If you go back like this Gracie and Amelia and Paulen all become dangerous.

[Mallang]▶Must not become dangerous!

▷Yy. So I can’t let you go back right away.

[Mallang]▶Then when do I go back?

It understood that if it goes back right now the three people are in danger.

Then the problem was ‘when can it reunite with the three people’.

This problem also gave Kkanjuk a headache.

Because of the slime’s safety he first brought it to his secret workshop.

Presumably the Saintess and Paladin will return to the Holy City in a few days.

Originally the schedule of staying at the Magic Tower was up to one month, and since a lich appeared they would of course have to report about that.

Kkanjuk also if his heart allowed wanted to directly hand it to the Saintess a few days later.

However, just by him as a lich directly handing the slime he might receive various suspicions from the surroundings, and rather they might judge that since the lich directly handed it he might have played some trick on the slime.

If so the slime falls into even more danger.

To safely reunite with Amelia, by Kkanjuk’s expectation it had to be at least after the news is conveyed to the Holy City and one or two months have passed.

Of course when reuniting, not Kkanjuk directly handing but a coincidental meeting with the released slime was best.

‘But I don’t know if Mallang will understand this.’

From what Kkanjuk saw, the slime is friendly to people and has a pure heart.

While also having the stubbornness of definitely doing it once it gets stuck on something.

‘First...,’

▷I also don’t really know.

[Mallang]▶Don’t know?

▷Yy. I also have to think a bit more and think about when to let Mallang-nim out. So please wait.

[Mallang]▶I see...

The slime drooped its body downward.

It understood that Kkanjuk wasn’t deliberately not sending it out but for its safety, but in the end having an unintended farewell with Amelia and Paulen too made the slime sad.

That appearance looked very pitiful even to Kkanjuk.

If possible he wanted to send it to the blue elf forest where Nellin is and help the reunion, but even if sent there was a high possibility of being kicked out again by the elf elder.

And that was the same even if sent to the Rudendion count territory.

‘The best is sending it to that adventurer party but...’

As an adventurer occupation, the possibility of staying in one place wasn’t that high.

‘First it has to stay in my workshop for a few days.’

Kkanjuk placed his hand bone on the slime and used flame speech.

[Mallang-nim, is there something you want? Tell me. I’ll prepare as much as possible.]

He used the Kkanjuk speech style used in the chat window with flame speech, but it wasn’t particularly awkward.

Because the chat window was a method where what was consciously thought in the mind was inputted as is.

[Mallang]▶Something I want?

[If there’s something curious I’ll tell you.]

Kkanjuk knows that the slime is a lump of curiosity.

His secret workshop where it is now is full of things seen for the first time for the slime.

Therefore he induced the slime to escape from the sadness even a little while satisfying curiosity.

‘Something curious?’

Something curious.

Something it wants to know.

At the question about the primal desire for the slime, the slime reacted immediately.

What is it curious about now.

The problem of when it can go back cannot be resolved currently.

Then excluding that, what it wants to know the most?

[Mallang]▶What is Kkanjuk?

[Huh?]

[Mallang]▶Want to know Kkanjuk! Race! What?

That was precisely about Kkanjuk.

Kkanjuk who gives various advice about itself and not only shows various amazing things but even saved its life.

The slime wanted to know about Kkanjuk now.

‘To think it would ask about me first.’

Although he had been alone continuously, in Kkanjuk’s secret workshop there were tools for various magics and magic circles drawn here and there when getting inspiration while watching broadcasts.

The slime also wandered around here and there wondering as soon as it came to the secret workshop, so Kkanjuk thought it would ask about one of the objects in the workshop.

[I am...]

When actually trying to introduce, Kkanjuk was at a loss for words.

What should he introduce himself as?

30 years since becoming a lich.

Besides the chat, the acting he did a little while ago was the first conversation since becoming a lich.

The acting was prepared in advance so there was no problem, but the topic of self-introduction actually blocked Kkanjuk’s words.

‘Is just saying the race name enough? Or up to my human days?’

After pondering for a moment, Kkanjuk couldn’t give a clear answer and first decided to answer from what the slime asked first.

[I am a lich.]

[Mallang]▶Lich!...What is a lich?

[A human mage becoming a monster is called a lich.]

[Mallang]▶Waa!

Human and monster.

The slime understood with its senses that the two are regarded differently.

But a human becoming a monster, that was something seen for the first time for the slime.

In other words a very amazing thing.

[Mallang]▶How did it happen?

[If explaining magically it’s very complicated. Simply put... I did it very hard.]

[Mallang]▶Hard!

Liking Kkanjuk’s answer that immediately answered its words, the slime boinged its body up and down.

[Mallang]▶What is Kkanjuk’s name?

[Huh?]

The slime received the concept of nickname injected from the system.

Therefore Soft Queen, Noblesse Fire, Gothic Luxury Bone, Thread Lady, Just Stick It In and See, etc.

It knew that the various nicknames in the chat window were ‘nicknames’ decided by themselves.

And Kkanjuk’s nickname is Free Spirit.

There is the nickname Free Spirit, but additionally obtained the nickname Kkanjuk.

In the midst of that, the newly obtained information that Kkanjuk was a human mage.

Then thinking that Kkanjuk would also have an original name like other humans, the slime was curious about Kkanjuk’s name.

[My name is...]

Is it okay to tell this to the slime?

After pondering once, Kkanjuk said to the slime.

[Mallang-nim.]

[Mallang]▶Yes!

[Please don’t tell other humans or viewers about my name or identity. And while here please don’t turn on the broadcast.]

[Mallang]▶Because embarrassed?

The slime recalled the reason Kkanjuk said when asking to turn off the broadcast.

[Yes. Embarrassed.]

[Mallang]▶Got it!

Hearing the slime’s energetic answer, Kkanjuk took out his name from when he was human after a long time.

[My name is... Ventus Frail. The Heavenly Law mage Ventus Frail.]

[Mallang]▶Waaaa!

The slime couldn’t help but be greatly surprised upon hearing Kkanjuk’s words.

Ventus Frail.

The slime knew that name.

The character that appeared in the biographies and fairy tale books Jessie read several times at the Rudendion count territory.

And the character Gracie said was her proud ancestor.

[Mallang]▶Amazing! Alive! Didn’t die!

When staying at the Rudendion count mansion, the slime heard from Jessie several times.

Unfortunately the Heavenly Law mage Ventus Frail already died.

But the character known to have died was now in front of itself.

‘Since undead it can be said to have died but...’

[Right. Became a monster from human and still alive.]

[Mallang]▶Waa!

It doesn’t know the principle but the fact itself of being alive was too amazing for the slime.

The pure slime’s exclamation visible before the eyes made Kkanjuk feel strong warmth in his heart.

‘If I had a grandchild would it feel like this?’

[Mallang]▶Ventus!

[Just call me Kkanjuk. That’s familiar now.]

[Mallang]▶Kkanjuk!

[What do you want to ask this time?]

[Mallang]▶Want to hear! Calamity subjugation! Want to hear!

[Huh? Didn’t you already hear a lot from Jessie?]

[Mallang]▶Want to hear again! Want to hear Kkanjuk saying it!

Knowing that even the same story through Jessie can feel different fun depending on biography or fairy tale, the slime wanted to hear the story directly from Kkanjuk himself this time.

‘To think I would talk about the things of that time directly with my own mouth.’

[Got it. Still please understand that I can’t tell everything at once.]

[Mallang]▶Yes!

And Kkanjuk slowly traced back his memories and talked about the things he experienced during the black dragon calamity.

How much people suffered because of the calamity black dragon at the time, and how he came to participate in the black dragon subjugation.

Meeting with companions, the starting journey, etc.

Speaking with flame speech and originally having no matter of the throat drying, Kkanjuk continued talking without rest so time was passing quickly.

‘Hmm? Time has already become like this.’

Before he knew it he realized that the time of the monster’s broadcast he regularly watched was approaching, before even watching the slime’s broadcast.

[Mallang-nim, today’s talk is up to here.]

[Mallang]▶Yes!

The slime accepted Kkanjuk’s words without throwing a tantrum.

Because there was a similar experience when Jessie read the thick biography at the Rudendion count mansion.

[What will Mallang-nim do now?]

[Mallang]▶Want to exercise!

The slime’s internal clock informed that now is the time of exercising with Paulen.

‘Exercise...’

The slime’s exercise was sparring with Paulen, or lifting specially made dumbbells or barbells.

But in this secret workshop there was no Paulen and of course no dumbbells or barbells.

[Wait a moment.]

Kkanjuk removed the hand bone from the slime and pointed at the ground.

Uuuuuung!

Instantly a magic circle appeared from the floor and a wall made of stone rose from the ground.

And this time the moment a magic circle was engraved on the risen wall.

Creak! Kwadudududuk!

The risen wall changed form as if paper was being crushed and eventually became the form of the dumbbell the slime usually lifts.

[Mallang]▶It’s a dumbbell!

▷Try lifting this once.

[Mallang]▶Yes!

Boing!

The slime approached the Kkanjuk-style dumbbell and took out a tentacle.

Pop!

Wrapping the tentacle around the handle, the slime lifted the dumbbell.

‘Heavy!’

A dumbbell compressing one entire risen stone wall.

However that weight was just the right heaviness to lift for the slime trained under Paulen’s guidance.

Squeeze! Squeeze!

Kkanjuk who was warmly watching the slime excitedly lifting the dumbbell and exercising removed his gaze and tried to watch the broadcast he regularly watches.

‘Hmm?’

And the moment he unfolded the broadcast list.

A title worth being startled entered Kkanjuk’s field of vision.

[Those who know news of my kin come in!]

Slime queen.

It was Soft Queen’s broadcast title.

‘Ah.’

Kkanjuk realized what he had failed to pay attention to.

Other viewers might not know, but the slime queen.

There was no way Soft Queen would stay still upon seeing the slime’s broadcast suddenly turning off.