Chapter 47 - The Don and Conspiracy of High Elves 4 (1/2)

Hermes walked into the last lane which connected to the exit. After the easy loss of the four members of the criminal organization, his slime was very happy.

Why? Because it gathered a lot of free raw materials to be used in the future. More like, the lesser and evil spirits were converted into its mana.

The growth rate of the slime armor gradually increased and since it reached its limit from taking more than a million souls, it won't take less than a day to level up.

Hermes cautiously wandered his eyes, watching for an enemy nearby.

The slime, on the other hand, kept looking for the wandering spirits lurking around somewhere.

”Master, master, I collected 1,243,546 mana in a single day. Wonderful, right?” said the slime gratifyingly. ”R, r, right, good job. Hmm, pretty well done. Nice hunting,” Hermes answered with a fake smile.

'I'm going to puke. Just how many people died in this area?' he asked himself.

”By the way, are we there yet?” asked Hermes dryly. ”Yup, we're almost there, master. Once you enter the next panel, you will find a short path. That path will show the stairs which leads to the entrance of this secret place,” the slime confirmed, pointing its sight at the narrow road.

Hermes heaved a sigh of relief.

”Master, focus on the road. This is not the time to feel relieved. We're in a danger zone,” the slime reminded. ”I, I know. You don't have to tell me that again,” Hermes answered angrily.

”I, I'm sorry, master. Please forgive me,” the slime apologized. ”Naah, forget about it. Just do your job properly. Keep us safe from any potential attacks, okay,” Hermes ordered, smiling.

”M, master, your smile is so terrifying. You need to practice smiling properly. Look at the mirror first before you even do a practical test. You cannot deceive anyone like that,” the smile giggled when it teased him.

Hermes stopped walking, and he placed a hand on his mask. His veins showed up with a terrifying smile.

”M, master?” the slime worried. ”Whatever you do. Don't break me, okay. If I got destroyed, you will die as well. W, w, w, wait, master. Forgive me. Stop, stop, stop, please. Master, forgive me!”

A crack sound of a thin material sounded in the area.

”M, master, I'm just joking. You don't have to break me like that,” the slime cried, fixing its broken part from his grip earlier.

”Next time, choose your words wisely. I hate people joking around about my face,” Hermes declared, angrily.

”B, but, I'm not a human,” the slime laughed.

”Huh?” Hermes's face turned into a monster figure, like a vampire ghoul of the southeast Asian folklore.

”O, o, o, ouch, master. Forgive me. Please release me, please. Stop, you're gonna break me again, master~” the slime begged, crying.

Hermes released his hand from the mask and smiled.

”Good grief, you should already tell me that. Next time, don't screw with your master, okay,” scowled Hermes, even though his companion was a monster. ”Y, yes, master!” the slime squeaked.

Hermes sniffed the air and found out that it was safe to remove the mask.

”Man, you disappointed me, slime. You didn't report about this matter, huh. Didn't I tell you to report immediately about the oxygen level?” Hermes condemned. ”I, I'm so sorry, master. I'm just too focused on collecting the spirits, so I almost ―” it stopped after the young Don grabbed it again.

”Enough already. You don't have to explain everything,” Hermes demanded.

”Master, you're really my... my true master!” the slime swooned.

Instead of being scared, it emotionally increased its loyalty to the young Don.

”You're really an unforgiving man who is fearless, assertive, and outstanding among your peers. Like the old times, you always trample your subjects like a toy. No, I'm wrong. You treated them like a piece of shit and an insect. Therefore, I'm so proud to experience this harsh treatment,” it simpered.

”Huh?” Hermes tilted his head with a confused face.

”Master, you're the only one in this world who often scare me. Showing who is the real boss between us. Brilliant, you're really the vicious and frightening existence in this world. I'm so glad that you're slowly returning back to your original state,” said the slime, happily.

'W, what the f.u.c.k is wrong with this creature?' Hermes was terrified.

”Master, we're here. The last door,” the slime pointed out.

Hermes gulped some air and exhaled. Then, he gazed upon the door.

”Got it, let's go,” he opened it slowly. Thankfully, no one was guarding the room when he took a peek.

The room was huge and the diameter was a size of a medium-sized apartment. There was a stair on the left side, and looking at the top, there was a double door position.

”Hmm, strange,” the slime muttered.

”What do you mean strange?” asked Hermes. ”I thought we will encounter seventeen sinners in this place, but everyone is gone. So strange,” the slime responded with a confused tone.

'What? Damn it, I got a bad feeling about this,' Hermes said with a cold face.

”Hmm, this aura? Master, I know this mana. Now, I fully understand what happened in this area,” the slime simpered.

”Wait, what? Spill it out,” Hermes demanded.

Suddenly, a dark miasma engulfed the whole room. The slime activated its light vision quickly.