Chapter 45 - The Don and Conspiracy of High Elves 2 (1/2)

Hermes found the tunnel, a size of ten meters wide. The blocks were made of old concrete rocks, and the metal used for the bars was bronze with the symbol of the old empire.

The tunnel was a secret passageway to the village, but since the young Don was still unfamiliar with this place, he had to rely on the ability of his companion, the nameless slime.

'Damn it, it's so wet everywhere. I hate this kind of place,' Hermes grimaced.

He stepped on the watershed and it immediately soaked his shoes and socks.

'Goddamn it, Stump G!'

His veins on his forehead appeared. His body trembled in irritation.

”Master, you don't look good today. Your face is scaring me too much. Do you need my help this time?” asked the slime with genuine concern. ”I, I don't need your help. I'm not really mad, so shut your f.u.c.kin' mouth,” he said, angrily.

”Master, you suck at lying. Next time, improve your dialogue, okay,” the slime heaved a disappointing sigh.

'Shut the f.u.c.k up!'

Suddenly, a stomach-churning smell crossed his nose. Hermes's face turned pale and immediately covered it.

”What the heck is that smell?” inquired Hermes, trying to find the source of the bad odor. ”It is a smell of the corpse, master. I will track it down,” the slime answered.

Hermes gasped upon hearing the word, corpse.

”Tell me. Where is it now?” he demanded. ”It is only seven meters away from us. It will appear once we enter its location,” the slime responded.

'Should I take a look? But it's sickening!'

The young Don pulled out a cloth on his c.h.e.s.t pocket. Then, he covered his mouth and nose thereafter.

”Wait for a second, the tunnel has only a single path,” Hermes placed a hand on his forehead after he realized it.

”Of course, master,” the slime simpered.

”Why are you happy now?” Hermes asked with an infuriated face. ”Because we can walk into the lumps of dead people. With this free package of meat, I can gather more resources for our upcoming battle,” the slime explained happily.

Hermes's face turned sullen.

'T, this slime is motherf.u.c.kin' sadist,' he commented.

”I, is there something wrong, master?” the slime worried. ”Naah, I'm fine,” he answered with a subtle tone.

”Master, master, we're almost there,” the slime jumped in joy on his hand.

'I almost forgot that this creature is a slime. It is a monster in a flesh,' he sighed.

”Master, halt. This is the exact place of the unappetizing odor,” the slime gladly pointed out.

Hermes stopped moving and looked around.

”Wait, are you sure this is the source? I thought you're jokin' about the corpse. You make me worried for nothing,” Hermes sighed. ”Eeeh, but that is the corpse I've been talking about, master,” the slime eagerly pointed at.

Hermes gasped for a second, and his body flinched when a skeleton arm fell down next to his shoes.

'H, human b, b, body? T, t, this real!' He screamed inside his mind.

”Master put me back to your face,” the slime requested. ”Umm, master? I said, wear me again.”

Hermes flinched once again and he quickly followed his request out of his control.

”Master, I'm gonna eat their souls,” the slime sincerely declared.

'Damn it, this monster is really a monster!'

The mountain of corpses lay down scattered on their path. Their bodies decayed inside the tunnel, like a slice of burning meat inside the grill.

'W, what the hell happened to these people?'

”Slime sequence: Soul eater mode activated,” the slime cast a spell around his body.

The surface underneath them began to quake, and the pressure slowly created a circle around his position. The water disappeared because of the heat released by the mass of its mana.

The whole place enlightened by its glamorous light.

Hermes's pocket vibrated and he quickly pulled the source of the vibration.

'The newspaper again,' said Hermes, worryingly.

He opened the newspaper and read the content.

[Breaking News: Slime Armor Innocence activated. The user is advised to endure the pain.]

'What the f.u.c.k is it talking ―? Aaaaagh,' Hermes knelt down from the pressure.

His body got electrified after the souls of the corpse entered his body. His eyes started to shed with blood, like a dead man.

”Aaaaaaaaaah!” he screamed out loud.

”Master endure this one. This is our first time to gather these million sinners in this tunnel,” the slime reminded.

'M, million? This is f.u.c.kin' nuts!'