In the basement.
Miss Slime was counting on her fingers.
She was trying hard to calculate time using the math Silas taught her.
Unfortunately.
She quickly forgot how many times she had bent her fingers.
"..."
She looked at Madam Melina in the corner, tied firmly with a tortoise shell bondage. With a sack over her head, Miss Slime couldn't see any of her mother's expressions.
She just felt.
With it covered for too long, Mama would be uncomfortable.
So, she ran over and lifted it.
"Woo, al ov ya dhie!"
"..."
But after removing the sack, there was no gentle Mama. Only a Melina filled with disgust and hatred, who had given up struggling and just glared at her.
"..."
She removed the ball gag next.
"Hah... you guys, will all die!"
"Does he think he's invincible? The Church people aren't fools! They used me..."
"...to let a disgusting thing like you live until now."
"You still think what he said about curing is real? Let me tell you, from beginning to end, I only felt you were... woo guh!"
"..."
Miss Slime put the ball gag back in.
And covered Madam Melina's head with the sack again.
She thought, she didn't hear anything. Mama is just sick.
She looked towards the stairs leading outside.
How long until he comes back?
She hadn't read in books about anyone who would refuse a titjob.
Is it because.
Herself with slime inside her body, and normal people...
It wouldn't be.
If he hated her, they wouldn't have become friends. He wouldn't have touched her. Or told her so many things.
Miss Slime didn't want to guess about Silas.
It was just a kind of fear.
Going out to do important things. Even if she didn't know exactly what, in the interval of sensing the ground trembling. She understood, bad people had come.
Silas went to solve those things.
"..."
"Mama, I want to go out, and find him."
"Woo woo woo!!!"
Madam Melina couldn't spit out any words.
"Soon, I will, come back."
"..."
Miss Slime didn't wait for Madam Melina to make any response at all, it was more like talking to herself.
At first, her steps were very slow and hesitant, walking towards the exit.
Patter.
Patter patter.
Then, getting faster and faster.
She really hated this uneasy feeling. Her heart was gripped tightly.
She also gradually understood.
Being able to endure hearing those words from her mother's mouth until now, was because she still had her most important friend by her side.
"Y-you are... ah..."
A maid who had just come out from hiding because she didn't hear any movement bumped into Miss Slime.
She fell to the ground in fright, then immediately gritted her teeth.
"You monster, violating Butler Silas isn't enough! You still want to destroy this island!"
"Come on, if you're so great then violate me! I'll take Butler Silas's place!"
"..."
Although she didn't know what the maid was jabbering about, Miss Slime could feel that the maid didn't seem as afraid of her as the first time.
Does this count as a friend?
It didn't.
Even if she wasn't afraid seeing her overflowing slime, the maid in front of her didn't mean to be friendly.
"Violate, what is it?"
Miss Slime didn't do anything, just asked normally.
"Eh?"
"V-violate is... anyway, doing bad things to Butler Silas! Like forcing Butler Silas to use that pair of yours! Come at me!"
"..."
Miss Slime turned around, "I didn't, do bad things to him. He likes it, I will, do it."
"?"
"The bra, is in the, cabinet in the room."
Perhaps, Miss Slime finally began to understand what Silas taught her, not to casually reveal her abilities. How to make friends correctly, and what the reasons were.
For her now, it might be very easy to truly make friends.
But she didn't want to make friends that much anymore. Because, she already had a human who wouldn't hate her revealing her slime ability, and was very good to her.
The book said.
Only people who like each other would be willing to have their breasts touched. That kind, is lovers.
Miss Slime didn't care when Silas wanted to touch.
But she cared very much...
Missing steps different from the book. Kissing, and the things she witnessed Silas doing to Madam Melina. Missing any link, she wasn't confident.
After all, Silas had many people he could talk to just in the mansion, and many friends.
It was very cold outside.
The short boots Miss Slime wore transmitted a piercing temperature.
"..."
She saw it too.
The sea surface miraculously froze into ice.
She couldn't use her slime, could only look by the broken fishing boat, and follow the shallow footprints left behind.
Soon.
Miss Slime saw many corpses on the ground. The smell of blood was very strong.
Her heart gripped tighter. Panic-stricken looking for Silas among the motionless corpses.
No.
Continued to quicken her pace.
Slip.
Not good at walking on ice, she fell several times in a row.
Finally saw Silas.
Holding a strange thing, confronting a person wearing red clothes.
Beside Silas there were also two completely dead, mangled corpses. And Silas himself also suffered many injuries, the whole person looking exhausted.
"Come on, your companions are all dead. The Knight Order is all killed too."
"You should be the boss here, right? Quite cherishing your life."
"..."
Silas was really tired. If it was just dealing with the Bishop using a sword there was no problem, but adding a werewolf whose body heightened. Too difficult.
And had to keep an eye on the other Cardinal who hadn't moved all along. To prevent being sneak attacked.
It was equivalent to doing three things at once.
Now only the last one left, Silas didn't make a move because it was best for him to wait for the opponent to move first, finding a chance for a one-hit kill. What is the opposite side looking at his sorry state without making a move? Wanting to play with him? Even if his current stamina is almost completely exhausted, it's a bit too much looking down on people.
Patter.
In the interval of thinking, Silas heard footsteps, and instantly looked behind the Cardinal.
Why is Miss Slime here?
Grass.
No choice, strike first to gain the upper hand!
Squelch!
"?"
Ah?
That last remaining Cardinal with hands in pockets, whose strength was thought to be definitely very strong, was sneak attacked just like that by a papaya girl sprinting over and spreading slime from her palms?
"Not allowed, to bully, my best friend!"
Seeing Miss Slime very angry, rippling the slime in her palms again, about to stab towards the Cardinal's chest.
"Wait!"
Silas hurriedly ran over to stop her.
What exactly is going on?
The reason this guy didn't intervene all along, was because he was too weak to intervene? Shouldn't be, he is wearing red clothes at least.
"...Guh."
The Cardinal holding the book lay on the ice surface, his ribs continuously overflowing with blood, the expression maintained for a long time finally couldn't hold back when seeing Silas approaching.
His blessed ability is Nightmare.
Can pull people into endless nightmares. No matter how strong the willpower, would at least be affected a bit, tortured. He only needed to stand by and stare into Silas's eyes, pulling the other party into a dream.
But how could he have thought!
In the past, it was always nightmares torturing others, now it became torturing himself.
Entering Silas's consciousness, he could only see a person bare-handed, with closed eyes. No matter how he bewildered and threatened, it was useless.
What memory kills, parents, family affection, friendship, love... couldn't create a single nightmare.
Just saw Silas in the spiritual consciousness muttering something about 'tits' 'butt' 'black silk'... fists the size of sandbags smashing down on him.
Colleagues blaming him for not being useful?
Who the fuck could know, he was hammered to death hundreds of times bare-handed by Silas in his proud spiritual nightmare? He was the first to strike! He also wanted to try hard!
"How is it possible... someone can resist my blessing because of female charms...!"
So.
Seeing Silas approaching, even if his internal organs were twisted because of the backlash, he still didn't believe in evil.
Last attempt to create a nightmare.
Unfortunately, the ending was the same.
Silas in the nightmare shouting 'tits', still mercilessly hammered him with a punch. His spirit and energy completely collapsed.
"?"
Silas was even more confused.
What exactly is this guy made of?
Pfft!
Before Silas could speak, this guy started bleeding from his seven orifices.
"M-monster! You are the real, true evil... how could my ability... the Lord deceived me?"
The Cardinal thought to be the hardest to fight fell to the ground just like that.
"Wait a minute! You can't die like this right? You should be the hardest boss to fight!"
Silas was stunned.
But no matter how he shook him, the Cardinal was dead to the core. No poison in his mouth either.
How did the internal injury turn into bleeding from the seven orifices? Didn't even hit him!
Silas originally thought big deal load save a few more times, keep him alive to ask for intel. Now there's nothing to load and nothing to ask.
"...He, stopped moving. Was I, wrong?"
Looking at Silas's stunned expression, Miss Slime lowered her head, somewhat cramped hiding the right hand that just sneak attacked the Cardinal.
"How could you be? Did very well."
Silas was very clear, this wasn't because of Miss Slime.
How exactly did he die?
Picked up the book the Cardinal was holding in his hand.
The first page had a sentence written on it.
[Sinners all need to enter the nightmare of endless karmic fire, endure the agonizing nightmare]
"..."
Could it be, this guy's ability is mind control or something. And was backlashed by his immunity? That's too regretful. But what the hell did he mean by resisting blessing because of female charms before he died?
Really dead, there's no way.
Recovering his senses.
Silas looked at Miss Slime, whose face was frozen very white, shivering somewhat.
"Didn't I tell you to stay in the basement?"
"Wanted, to come and see, you."
She doesn't know any subtle modifiers.
To put it bluntly, even speaking is still stuttering. A bit nervous, seemingly afraid Silas would be angry.
"Came at a good time. Support me a bit and let's go back first."
Killed them all, the breath Silas was holding also loosened. After the adrenaline dropped, a strong sense of exhaustion surged up along with it.
"..."
Miss Slime's frame is indeed slender. Rather than supporting Silas, it was more like dragging him along.
"I, can carry you on my back!"
Seems she also realized her height wasn't enough to really support Silas, and proposed something else.
"..."
Silas didn't have any reason to refuse either.
Just, Silas felt papayas also have disadvantages, being carried on the back it's hard to use hands to grab the breasts to stabilize. Can't grab them.
Quite wonderful.
Not only not feeling shy or uncomfortable having her papayas held by him, but feeling at ease instead? Counts as an involuntary thought.
Perhaps, the breakdown of the relationship between Miss Slime and Madam is a good thing instead. Continuing that kind of education, she would never have the chance to know how vast the world outside the small island is.