Riot Grasper

Well...... although I turned on the cool, I honestly don't know what to do.

I don't think it's a bad idea, but I don't think it's a good idea.

In the first place, why is Prim in this state?

One of the predicted causes is that the Monster Tame Skill LV I possess is insufficient to keep the current Prim strong.

A demon you made your companion at a low level rapidly gets stronger and stops listening to you.

This is, well, I don't know. But I don't.

But I can also think of the possibility that a demon strengthened by skills transfer, like Luke, would also attack me by forgetting, but so far that's not the case.

It's part of the skinship that Luke sees me as raw meat from time to time.

"Hey, Luke."

'Huh?... Oh yeah'

... um. No problem.

That would be quick to break the lack of LV in Tame skills.

Should we still assume that merging with other slimes has caused some negative effects?

"But assuming it was -... oops"

Thinking about it, Bush! Bush! and made an unfamiliar noise, the ultra-fine converged water cannon passed in front of him.

Now that we're on board, Luke has taken evasive action.

Do-do, do-do! Doh!

Dressing sounds that strike the ground sharply are heavy for a chunk of water to clash.

This is the power that makes me want to whine that it's not the water cannon I know...... Just water, if it converges, means it turns into a sharp blade.

Grandpa Mon's white sorrow of the horseman has moved cleverly around to avoid it, and besides, he doesn't seem to worry because he's an old man who's good at handling fire magic.

"Don't worry about this one. Do what you want!

With such words of encouragement, I returned to my thoughts once again.

Phew...... Mm, it would take a lot of skill to converge the water extremely fine like that in a remote position.

I need to figure out how strong the prim in front of me is.

I looked at Prim in the Bandit's Eye (Liot Eyes) and concentrated my consciousness.

- - "Former Magic LV3 (189/500)"

"Hi, Hiku..."

Damn, the meter broke... not, oops. Well, he said he grew up fine.

After all, our prim is amazing. You're definitely outperforming the ex-magic LV I possess.

Mine is ex-Magic LV2 (33/150), so by comparison, it's 300 over proficiency.

It is surprising to train former magic to this point, which is slower to grow than other skills (more proficiency until you get to the next level).

He said it would be tiring to merge, but I guess it's still an achievement he worked hard on.

"... Yikes! Why don't you try what Grandpa Mon said first?"

That is, you regain your subordination by making them understand once again that your strength is above your opponent.

After all, the cause has not been found, so I have to try various things.

I breathed heavily and shouted loudly as it reached the depths of the fluids trembling with BRUNG in front of me.

"Prim! Do you hear me? If you mean you're unconscious, I'll wake you up bash!

Prim's body stops only for a moment, and the fluid's body makes a spooky noise with the vocal combo as if it were an immediate indication of aggressive will.

I wondered what I was going to do, and an object like a mass of mud rose from the ground around Prim and floated into the universe. The ground in the wetlands contains a lot of water and air, making it that kind of mud.

... but such a mud mass makes a noise and freezes away, completely losing its soft nature.

That... must have frozen the moisture in the soil in an instant.

It is the moment when the mud balls, even if hit, are transformed into a murder weapon that crushes bones and prunes lives, as if they were children's play.

Combined magic of soil and water......, I guess.

If you eat properly, it hurts. Prim apparently means it, too.

Dodd, dodd, dodd!!

The mud and ice bullets pouring down as much as the May rain echo the devastating sound of deep penetration into the ground.

Luke taking high-performance evasive action and not omnipotent, a few rounds is a course to be bombed here, but such things are not tolerated by me, the rider.

He wielded his magically wrapped double-sword several times in one breath, shooting down all the attacks he was supposed to take.

Amazingly enough myself, I feel my sword-wielding arm lightly.

Watching the mud ice bullets smash away as they are played by an arc-drawing sword flash even makes me feel protected by the barrier of the hemisphere. Well, it's manual.

Luke!

And I didn't have to raise my voice, and my horseman was already rushing to the prime in front of me.

The giant body that senses it shivers itself with a pull, overflowing with black mist from the surroundings of the body.

It blocked the midday sunlight and the space surrounded by dark clothes became invisible an inch away.

"Wow."

It was Luke the Horseman who pushed such a dark mist away with a running stream of light.

A wave of light emanating from the dragon's jaw tore through the darkness that deprived the outside enemy of his sight.

And well with that sentiment, when it comes to where I am right now - over Prim.

At the same time that the light cleaves the darkness, I can tell you that I am at an excellent point, jumping from the back of the horseman.

… but how should it attack?

My former magic is inferior to the Prim, but the Multi-Attribute Polar Sword Wave (Symphonic Rave) combines swordsmanship LV4 with charging skills and I'm sure I can beat it.

No, if you eat a decent blow from the accidental sky in the first place, you might bounce off with an enhanced prime.

Would you like to use that magic?

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Growing Thundersnake winds up as if swallowing my sword... is the completion of a sword that wraps thunder around it.

"Paralyze!

- "Thundersnake Hawk Kill (Boa Blake)!!"

He plummeted from above and descended into a straight line, waving his sword down with the thunder.

Pay close attention to the aim so that the nucleus floating in the fluid is not damaged.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The moment the cutting edge of the sword touched his elastic body, he felt a strong resistance to be pushed back, but after putrid intrusion to cleave his soft skin, he stabbed deeply without resistance.

Bazizizizi!

and along with thunderbolts that play air, violet light ravages the body of Prim, a fluid.

... Maybe the electricity is easy to get through because it looks like a liquid body.

Or it's not too much, is it?

White smoke raised as if the moisture evaporated, and the giant body trembled even louder than it had just done before stopping moving.

"Oh, that's amazing."

Grandpa Mon, who came running over here, gave me a compliment on how the battle went.

Prim may be top notch as a magic user, but it still seemed sweet to deal with accidental attacks and such. Exactly. Even I'm not willing to challenge my current prim to a magic battle from the front.

"Prim...... you okay with that? If you're conscious, give me a response."

Do it yourself. I don't know, but the nuclear balls that can be considered life for Slime are safe, so I think they'll be fine.

…………

...... no reply. Looks like it's just a corpse.

▼ Speak without giving up.

…………

▼ Don't give up hope, speak up again.

…………

▼ Take responsibility and cut your stomach.

There was something like a slight response after a while in front of me almost ready.

"Ah... oh..."

Whether Prim regained consciousness, or a part of the fluid's body is stretching nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu,

"Oh...... sorry. But I'm glad you're back to normal. That much, as much as..."

The stretched hand is wrapped around Prim's body and I feel its soft sensation convey throughout my body.

Yeah... or you don't just feel like this.

"Oh, man. This is a mess, isn't it?"

"Quo."

It's Grandpa Mon and Luke who sound worried from the 'outside'. I mean, I'm on the inside now.

Speaking of easier to understand, if you try to hold hands, you will be swallowed whole by your body in an instant, and being in the prim is the current situation.

Do it, not if you're thinking about a whole swallow play or something too intense...

Prim was digesting rice meat and stuff in his body, but if he stays like this, he risks melting me too.

Ah... Something tingles my skin, but this doesn't suck?

Grandpa Mon outside is trying to burn Prim's body with fire magic to help me, but he raised one hand asking me to wait a minute.

'Your husband... do you hear me? It's me.'

You regained consciousness, I heard you talking to me.

"Pri...... Bu, Kobe has an aunt?

'Yes... I did. But I'm not trying to take in your husband. Look at that.'

If you do your gaze, there's a prim nuke ball floating in front of you.

I thought that split into two with a strange glow...... it just became one of the original.

"Once I was deprived of consciousness, I was able to clearly recognize the presence of a foreign object in me. Because of the merger with many other slimes, the consciousness of the slimes other than yourself seems to accumulate and become cloudy '

"The more you do, the better."

"I tried to separate what seems to be the cause, but apparently I can't do it alone."

The nucleus balls that just split into two parts just came back to normal.

Probably refusing to be separated.

'Now I'm regaining consciousness with a temporary shock, but I won't keep that for long either. So...'

"Goddamn it... no way"

Scratch the body of the gobo gobo and the hard to get around prim and reach the nuclear ball to reach the position reached.

The tingling itch on my skin has turned into pain and is definitely starting to dissolve first, but that doesn't matter.

- Give me my prim...

It emitted a strange light and the nuclear balls split into two parts.

- Give it back!! -

A slightly blackened nuclear ball and a nuclear ball that emits a slight warm light.

Without getting lost, I grabbed a nuclear ball that I thought was a prim.

I wasn't sure this one was, but I reached out naturally.

Attract the nuclear balls trying to get back to normal forcefully to your chest and try to get out of your body.

Are you willing to miss it? Your body viscosity has increased and it's difficult to move, but you can't stop it with something like that...... no!

"Buha!

I managed to get my face out of my body and kept trying to get out, and the nuclear balls of the prim I was gripping on my chest got slightly hot, and a strange phenomenon happened.

About half of the fluid giant body was separated so that it could be pulled onto the nuclear balls of the prim.

In other words, would it tell you that the moment you went out of your body, you split into two parts, not only nuclear balls, but also your body?

"Ha... ha... ahhh, this nuzzled feeling... I knew it melted a little"

"Your husband!? Are you all right? Um, me, it's me properly. It's all right now. '

"Oh, oh... I'm fine. The whole swallowing game is surprisingly funny."

"P...... Ray?

"Sorry. Without the present. I'm so sorry."

'Ha, I get it...... Ah!

Prim, who was strangely twisting her soft body, screams.

Thought it might come, but the individual who was taking Prim's consciousness was the one who tried to strike Prim.

There is something awesome about the obsession of not letting them get away with it.

It was instantly intercepted by Thundersnake Strike (Orochi), but it was not only me who unleashed the thunderbolt, but also from the Prim that was next door.

"... Huh?

The opponent, scorched by a double thunderstorm, lies on the ground shaking with a blurn.

"Oh, why can Prim use a thunderbolt?

"Uh, your husband just mentored you."

... Really? Did I just eat that one time and I could imitate it? Is he still a genius?

"Oh, well. By the way... is this one thing and the ferocious one crack a prime? Or something else?"

If you're going to say this is a prim again, then you're not going to be sneaky to crusade.

'No, it's not me anymore. It's not like there's any sharing of consciousness with Sister Prim, so it's a completely different individual.'

Hmm, so this is a collection of bad balls that were trying to take Prim's consciousness away.

When I see what happened to the skills in my possession, all this guy has is "Ex-Magic LV3 (10/500)".

About half of them were taken to Prim, but they are arguably still quite proficient.

... you have no hand in letting this go.

I walk one step at a time from the shock of a thunderbolt to the bad slime I'm about to recover from.

"50" in Lv1 and "150" in Lv2... Total proficiency "210" - is a few years if you are a regular person... No, it's the experience you finally get with decades of drilling.

Such a superb treasure is rolling in front of me.

If you get out of your mind, you're going to get a grin spilling out of your face.

The confronting bad ball slime carries out all sorts of magic when I wonder if I have trembled my body with Bruun.

But I offset it with a magic sword.

When I disable all of the magic I roll out, I show a different body tremor than I ever did, and once again, I dare to hit my body to take me into my body.

Unfortunately...... whole swallow play just offends some opponents.

The trajectory of the two swords, breathing heavily and swinging out as fast as possible, finely cuts the body of the bad ball slime off the edge.

- By the time I finished exhaling, it was already about the size of my knee length.

He stuck his hand in the body of such a bad slime and relentlessly pulled out the nuclear balls he grabbed after activating the Bandit's Divine Technique (Liot Glasper).

The slightly blackened nuclear balls are of considerable size and are hardly mined in mines either.

And well, of course I'm happy with this, but the fullness of filling my body is giving me more pleasure than that.

When you check for status changes,

▼ Former Magic Lv2 (33/150) ⇒ Former Magic Lv3 (93/500)

▼ Monster Tame LV2 (20/50) ⇒ Monster Tame LV2 (22/50)

and other explosive growth.

... As for Tame skills, I may have gone up on my own because of all the stuff with Prim.

Anyway, that's a paragraph.

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"- No, it was really good."

I'm glad I was able to put Prim back together, but it was Grandpa Mon who was most pleased with me as a third party for that.

Nevertheless, I was told to properly apologize for the inconvenience caused to the other adventurers that I still had to report to the guild.

Well, this is how Prim was safe, too. Why don't we go apologize with the party?

'Excuse me, sir. Because of me...'

I admire the fact that it's a slime body with no facial expressions that can often make you feel sorry for yourself so far.

"Nothing's fine. I'm the one who instructed Prim."

'Ah... and I just need one favor'

"Yes, sir."

"Well, to me, Sister Prim is Sister Prim, and even in the splinter where consciousness was shared, my sister is my sister... so, uh, what am I talking about?"

Hey, what's up? Are you confused?

"Uh, I mean, prim is prim, but not complete prim," he said?

Hey, how many times do you say prim, I...

"Ah, yes! That's the way it is. So... call me... '

... Oh! I see. You know what?

Though, suddenly they say it's another name...

If I put on Prim 2 or something, I'm going to be retaliated against using my former magic.

Mm-hmm. Because Prim was taken from the 'Prix' z 'M' slime.

- Thinking often.

"Okay, then from now on you're 'Lime'. It might be cheap, but I kind of liked the sense of speech. What do you say?"

"Lime, lime...... yes! Very good name. Thanks! Master."

Lyme jumped right on the ground and shook her body plunging with joy.

"... Then let's go back to Melbail!