After a while, the door opened properly and "people" came out.

She's a beautiful girl about fifteen years old with her blonde hair neatly braided.

"Oh? Who is it? It's very rare for people to come here."

I was surprised when the girl told me that.

Anyway, I thought the slime was coming out, because people came out.

"Um... Isn't this the Wizard Slime workshop...?

It's an unpopular place, and it's not strange that other wizards have workshops.

"Oh, I see, I see. You've confused me."

The girl grinned slightly.

"I'm a weasel, slime. This is the result of using magic about change."

"Slime!?

I doubted my eyes. Naturally, there is no element of slime anywhere.

I didn't seem to be the only one who thought this, and both Belzebub and Lycra looked like they were stuck in foxes.

"Don't tell me you're messing with strawberries...?

"That's not true. I've lived as a slime for about 300 years now, but it's easier to live as a person, so I've decided to take this look for about 150 years."

Three hundred...... Are you almost tame with me......

"No, you never realized the lifespan of a slime..."

I've never seen an old slime or a baby slime, so I just don't get that. Farfa and Sharsha are only spirits, so it would be another exception.

"Most slimes don't have decent intelligence, so there's not much life or death, is there? Divide on your own and increase. In time, very few of them will be intelligent like eagles."

"It's just a first ear thing and I can't verify it, but basically I'm going to believe it's all true..."

I don't think there's any merit in lying to us.

"What are you talking about, and why don't you come in? Even so, slime barely eats, so I don't even have enough chairs to sit on while I don't prepare tea."

We were sweet to your words and decided to go inside.

Blah, it's in the mountains, so it was cold there, so I appreciated going indoors.

There was indeed only one chair, so I asked her to sit down and we decided to stand. The room itself feels like a wizard's workshop, with things like books lined up on the bookshelf.

There was no toilet, no dining room, not even a bed, it was just a simple specification that there was a bookshelf and a table room. I guess everything is unnecessary for slime.

The man called himself "It's Wizard Slime".

That's what happened when Hyun-sla did, but he doesn't have the idea that Slime has a unique noun.

"Almost no one comes to visit me at the eagle, and I don't think there's a wizard slime, so you don't need any more names."

I know what you're trying to say, but as far as this one's concerned, it's tighter to have a name.

"Well, abbreviate the Wizard Slime, Demon Sla...... OK, I'll call you Marsla"

It may be a subtly beneficial (raw) man (oh) -like naming, but it would be acceptable.

"Okay. Now, call me Marsla. So what can I do for you guys?

Marsla glanced at Farfa.

"I have a theory about your involvement with Mr. Slime."

That's right. That's right.

I told him that Farfa, the Spirit of Slime, had suddenly slimmed one day.

"- So I'm looking for a solution, isn't there something?

"That's right. Can I borrow that slime?

I stopped by Marsla from Farfa's side.

Again, even though Farfa's appearance has changed, he understands the language.

Marsla hugged Farfa and pressed him when he did and his body.

Is this also to be called palpation?

"Hmm, I see. Compared to normal slime, the elasticity is completely different, and you can quickly see that it's a special slime."

"Is that what you know!?

Lycra was surprised.

"Yes. I understand. It's a long time to slime. In short, if the general slime is level 1, this slime is about level 35. It will be difficult for adventurers like you to defeat them."

When they say that, I know very well.

I really can't imagine Farfa or Sharsha fighting each other with Slime, and in fact, they were defeating each other with an easy win.

Even after that, Marsla was touching Farfa puffy.

"Oh, I see. I see. Really, huh, that way? Was that you?"

Which made me want to scratch in, but I guess there are some things I only know about slime......

"I've lived long enough, but the world is still full of things I don't know," Belzebub said. It would definitely be a unique experience.

Eventually, for about fifteen minutes, Marsla touched the falfa and wrote down what looked like a note into a large leaf into a dry one. Apparently this is the replacement for paper.

"I've got an answer"

When Marsla let Farfa go, Farfa jumped over here.

I take it with both hands.

"Tell me! Please!

We may.

"Why is this Mr. Slime who he is now - you misslept"

"" Sleep wrong!?

The factions on this side gathered their voices and listened back.