Chapter 40: I Am a Serious Slime!

After a moment of consideration, Vilyric chose to nod in affirmation.

“Let’s just say we’re here to help. How did those magical… generals communicate with you before?”

Just as the little butterfly was about to answer, another magical creature appeared. It was a girl whose body flowed like jelly and was only covered by coarse cloth, causing Priestess Miss to be quite concerned.

Her eyes were fixed eagerly on the exposed skin of Vilyric, looking somewhat shy, yet she spoke without hesitation.

“Master Nan Dao said that the path we traveled has been cleared. We should run out and find a place to hide until they rescue the young prince and come back… U-um! This esteemed and beautiful lady, I have a humble request…”

“Hmm? What humble request? Please tell me.”

Even though it didn’t feel like a serious request, the magical creature’s unusual form caught Vilyric’s attention, and sensing her eager desire, she decided to listen.

Seeing the Priestess Miss show such interest, the gelatinous girl immediately grew excited, her eyes seeming to radiate light.

“Um, um, I’ve never seen such a pure and untainted life form in my life! I would like to trade with you, no matter the conditions! Could you… give me some of your bodily fluids?”

“?”

The black-haired girl tilted her head, a big question mark appearing above her head, while the giant dragon lady next to her, previously silent, suddenly flushed with anger and emitted an overwhelming pressure!

“Roar… repeat what you just said if you dare!!?”

“U-waaahhhh!!”

The magical girls were terrified by the sudden outburst of dragon power, losing their composure and falling to the ground, trembling, while the original instigator of chaos couldn’t utter a word and, with a “puff,” dissolved into a puddle of twitching, light blue jelly.

Ah, well…

It made sense, as Vilyric finally realized her race.

“Alright, alright, no need to get so worked up. She’s just making a request for a trade, not robbing or stealing. Don’t scare her to death.”

Gently holding the little dragon daughter’s raised claw, Vilyric stroked the smooth back of the blonde girl, like petting a cat, and took a while to calm her furious pet down, retracting the pressure.

“Hmph… Master, this creature is a slime. Why would it want your bodily fluids? Need I explain?”

“Ahaha…”

With a resigned stare at the slime daughter, who had barely managed to reassemble into her former girl form after the pressure dissipated, and the other magical girls who were still shaken by the dragon’s wrath, Vilyric didn’t know what to say.

After thinking it over, she asked, “So, can I hear your reasoning? Did you think of me as some delectable meal?”

Vilyric was well aware of slimes both from games and this world. Just like the dragon race, they showed remarkable similarities on both sides.

They typically lived in underground sewers or dark, damp corners of cities, feeding off the filth to gain energy.

Of course, there were also aggressive and stronger special slimes that could attack creatures in the wild or magical beast forests, targeting everything from bugs to humans.

They would dissolve smaller targets completely, but larger beings like humans generally couldn’t be digested. Instead, slimes typically used their unique traits to envelop and absorb bodily fluids in a quick bite before making their escape.

Moreover, slimes were known for targeting young, attractive women, likely because they were cleaner and their bodily fluids were sweeter and tastier. Well, let’s just say, *wink wink*.

Thus, when the slime daughter made her outrageous request, the little dragon had exploded in rage.

Having barely regained her human shape, the slime girl was now waving her hands in panic, as if afraid that one wrong word might provoke the dragon again, potentially leading to another messy disaster.

“I-I would never consider you as food! You have completely misunderstood me! I am a special slime, unlike ordinary ones. My kind may be smarter, with superior mimicking abilities, but we are quite weak and cannot grow on our own. I need to consume a powerful life form’s bodily fluids to evolve…”

“Just a bit of sweat or saliva! Really, just a tiny bit! I’ll do anything you ask! Please, we special slimes are too weak before evolving, and always have humans after us. Even if I escape this time, I’m sure there will be more humans hunting me. I don’t want a half-hearted target…”

Seeing her distressed and fearful, yet unwilling to give up, a strange expression slowly faded from Vilyric’s face, replaced by contemplation.

“Is that so…? What’s your name?”

“Name? A-I’m sorry, my lady. I don’t have a name… Slimes do not have families. From the moment I became aware, I have been surviving alone, and no one has ever given me a name. Even my language I learned from observing humans.”

The slime daughter lowered her head with a hint of sadness.

“I see…”

This slime girl was quite interesting.

Vilyric recalled seeing this race in a book Edith had sent her, which documented unusual creatures in the world. If she guessed correctly, its scientific name should be “Adaptive Mimetic Slime.”

This type of slime had a very long history and was said to be documented as far back as the mythological era. True to its name, “Adaptive Mimetic Slime” had remarkable adaptability, capable of gaining a degraded version of the powers of any strong being by consuming just a small amount of their bodily fluids. Mimicry was a practical ability for this slime to integrate into other biological groups.

According to the book, some had absorbed the blood of true dragons and gained strength comparable to that of dragons themselves, creating quite an astonishing legend.

However, it was unfortunate that these creatures were now rarely seen.

One reason was that the magical cores of “Adaptive Mimetic Slimes” were highly valuable, with many precious magical potions requiring their powdered forms as ingredients, making them a target for numerous other races, especially humans.

On the other hand, while these slimes could consume the bodily fluids of powerful life forms to achieve adaptive evolution, not just anyone would suffice.

According to current power ratings, it would have to be beings that surpassed certain thresholds, or mythical beings. However, mythical beings were inherently rare and, for some unknown reason, had drastically decreased their presence in the outside world three hundred years ago. As a result, the once-thriving “Adaptive Mimetic Slimes” struggled to evolve and were increasingly less seen in hunts.

Until now, they were nearly an endangered species.

Unexpectedly encountering one here was a valuable opportunity for research and observation.

“How about this? I can give you some bodily fluid, but it’s not without a price…”

After a moment’s thought, Vilyric held up three fingers.

“Three years. You stay with me for three years. Of course, this doesn’t mean you have to be by my side all the time, but you will have to follow my orders without refusal. I won’t send you to your death or exploit you for your magical core or anything. After three years, we part ways, how does that sound?”

“Re-really!?”

The slime daughter was trembling with excitement, making Vilyric worry she might turn into jelly again from sheer exhilaration.

“Of course, I’m in a hurry, so quickly give me your answer.”

“Deal! Deal! From today onward, I am your slime!!!”

   

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