"... Slurin?

Early morning on the second day after leaving Coriat Village.

I was sleeping comfortably on a carriage with a slime pillow, but raised the eyelids with Irvine's voice.

"What's the Irvine?"

I wake up and call out to Irvine while rubbing my eyelids.

I'm not particularly noble and I'm not a woman, so when I go to bed I'm with my bastard. The slime pillow may be strange, two more than one.

Well, slime is as weak as a baby, and it is tightly tied, so just in case.

"Hey, it's a lie? I'll answer Sularin! I didn't know how well I was doing so long ago!"

Irvine hits her own pillow with her pillow while talking in a sad voice.

Surarin would have had a certain elasticity until yesterday. But now there is no remnant of that resilience, and when Irvine touches it, it just sounds like water.

Did you remember the lively form of slalin like last night, Irvine closed his eyes and hugged a slalin pillow?

"...... Irvine"

I realized the current situation.

"... It's getting so cold ..."

"... Irvine"

"... I was working so well a while ago."

"Did you forget to feed Sularin?"

“…………”

According to my word, Irvine's movement stopped perfectly.

Slime will die if you do not feed for about two days. Once dead, the slime loses its elasticity and turns into a slippery liquid.

As a slime pillow where elasticity is the key, it is by no means acceptable.

So, in order to keep the elasticity, absorb the grass around and keep it alive.

This way, the slime is desperate to absorb nutrients, which can hinder movement.

Two birds with one stone. I think that this feeling of trying to exploit everything without waste is very human.

"... You said you dreamed of becoming a slime king, right?"

Irvine continues as if I had no words.

The slime will not talk.

"Don't die until you're a slime king! Someday, you'll follow a lot of kins and build a slime-only place ...!"

Irvine continues her farce while leaking her sob. The acting ability is inevitable for an adventurer.

Irvine was crying as if she was mourning her friend's death.

"It's annoying! Some people are still sleeping, so be quiet!"

"I'm sorry!"

I apologized for the voice that was completely different from my usual Aleucia.

If you think, it's early morning. Some people are still sleeping. It's not time to scream if you make a mistake.

Irvine lays the liquid slime pillow on the floor and falls asleep as if nothing had happened.

Will I sleep again?

Then we were moving to kicker, experimenting with slime pillows.

Further selection of materials for the pillow, how should the slime not protrude if sewn? We talked with Trie about how to make slime management easier.

A recent discovery is that the slime may be magically cooled or warmed to change its elasticity.

I thought how comfortable it would be to cool this fresh slime pillow and lay it on my head.

When the slime was cooled with ice magic, the elasticity became a little harder and it felt like it was sticking to firm skin.

Is it like a memory foam pillow?

When you press it, it feels like it sinks rather than wrap it around. It's so comfortable that you want to stick it with your finger forever.

I was delighted with my new discovery, and on that day I was able to sleep comfortably while enjoying the stiff feel of a shinny.

The next day, I wondered what would happen if I warmed it moderately, so I tried to heat the slime with fire magic.

Then, from the point of view of the slime, the elasticity was lost and it became soft.

I thought for a moment that the slime had died, but it was not a perfect liquid but a slight elasticity.

I confirmed that and rejoiced that day.

What a wonderful slime pillow means that you can adjust the elasticity according to your preference. Without the negative point of a monster, all humanity would have to buy it.

I don't care because it's trivial to me.

I tried and remembered that I heard that slime was vulnerable to fire magic and ice magic.

Well, slime is basically liquid-based guys, so it's probably just weak to heat and cold.

When the water is cooled, it feels like ice and it hardens.

Tory was surprised at this, but lamented that ice magic was so scarce and magical tools were not yet available to the general public.

There are many people who can use fire magic, but it seems that it is difficult to adjust the magic.

I, who uses magic frequently, and adventurers, Aleucia and Ilya, did nothing but said that ordinary citizens couldn't control that precisely.

Except for those who are called magicians, at best they can only fire fireballs and light wood. It seems that it is impossible to roast slowly or warm.

In the case of, it is sufficient to supplement with a magic device, but it is a bottleneck that ordinary people are concerned about sleeping so much.

If I can't use magic, I buy and use magic tools, but that is my subjectivity.

Some people will say that a normal pillow would be fine if it costs money.

Tory seems to have targeted slime pillows to nobles and merchants with money.

I was worried that such high people would buy slime pillows, which are demons, but Tory says that the new nobles will definitely eat.

Well, I'm addicted to the nobility.

While repeating the experiment of slime pillows like that, time passed quickly.

And the afternoon of the third day. We have arrived at the central city of Kikka.

—Kicka.

A city located slightly east of the Kingdom of Misfilit, and going north leads to the Kingdom of Aldonia. To the west is the royal capital, which is like a stopover for various supplies.

Naturally, there are many people here, so many people live here.

As expected, the luxury and gorgeousness of the royal castle and ramparts are not as great as the royal capital, but Kikka was as vibrant as the royal capital.

I admire that there are so many other prosperous cities besides the royal capital, and enter Kicka by a tri-horse.

At that time, I watched the guards rushing in and I constantly moved my head to see if they were there.

I still can't feel safe, so I asked Irvine and Malt unintentionally.

"... Well, they're not here, right?"

"Are they the gatekeepers of the royal city?"

Irvine, with a blue expression somewhere inquiring, asked me, so I shook my head vertically.

Looking at their faces, they may have suffered several times.

I don't think gatekeepers are easy things.

"I wouldn't be an adventurer if I had pompoms all over the place."

"They specialize in the royal capital. There are more beautiful guys there."

Malt tells you information you do not want to hear.

Yes, there are many noblemen and merchants in the capital city. Aristocratic people are pretty beautiful.

I mean, those guards are all-you-can-use, using the premise that they are public affairs.

When asked if he would be sued, they said they were experts at cracking down on illegal goods and smuggling, and there were rumors that they were the right arm of a high-class nobleman.

Basically, I go to the royal capital so it's a transfer, so the gatekeeper is through, but I am afraid that I do not know when to go to the royal capital like a party at any time.

The next time you go by carriage, just pray that you should avoid hitting the south gate if possible.