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

'W, what's going on right now? This is creeping me out.'

”Worry not, Hermes Archnemesis. I'm not here to hurt you,” a little girl's voice crossed his ears.

Hermes quickly fixed his appearance and stood firmly.

”W, who are you?” asked Hermes, calmly. ”You don't have to know,” the little girl said bluntly.

”Oi, little girl, show up yourself,” Hermes demanded. ”L, little girl? You're telling me that you can hear my true voice? But how? This is impossible,” the girl said panicky.

”Oi, slime, what do you think?” inquired Hermes, folding his arms across his c.h.e.s.t. ”A, as expected to my master, you already heard her true voice. I, I was right to choose you again,” the slime praised.

”Listen up, how did you hear my true voice, Hermes Archnemesis?” the girl demanded. ”C'mon, are you f.u.c.kin' serious right now? You're complaining about this topic. Gosh, this little girl is f.u.c.kin' stupid,” Hermes heaved a sigh.

Suddenly, Hermes noticed a strange attack from his behind. Three shadow tentacles showed up and hit him, but to no avail.

”I, Impossible. Not even the strongest subordinates of the emperor can even survive that assault. Just who the f.u.c.k are you really?” the girl complained. ”Can you shut up, little girl? Are you perhaps trying to kill me with that kind of light assault? You gotta be kiddin' me,” Hermes laughed.

”H, how dare you?” the girl scowled, releasing multiple tentacles around his position. Then, it smashed him directly.

'What the f.u.c.k is going on here?' Hermes rubbed his chin when it attacked him.

”W, what the ― why are you still alive?” the girl argued. ”C'mon, little girl. Stop messing around,” Hermes yawned.

”I'm not messin' round, Hermes Archnemesis. Don't call me a little girl. I have a name and my name is not what you really think it is,” the girl badgered.

Hermes shrugged off his arms with a face looking down at his opponent.

”W, why you? Stop makin' fun of me,” the girl fumed. ”I ain't. You're the one who started it, though. Don't make it sound like I'm the one who's bullying the weak here,” Hermes simpered.

”W, weak? You call yourself weak? How dare you seduce my big sister to become your familiar? Give me back my sister!” the girl demanded.

Hermes's left eyebrows raised up with a confused face.

”Sister?” Hermes wondered. ”Y, yes, exactly. My beloved big sister. She shouldn't be l.i.c.k.i.n.g your dirty face like that. You're making her kiss your disgusting lips,” the girl condemned.

”Rude, I'm not though. But still, the Goddess will kill me if I kiss him though,” the slime debated. ”S, sister? You can speak? How? This is my first time to hear your voice,” the girl was surprised.

”Oi, you piece of paper, how dare you to speak your sister like that?” the slime scolded. ”B, big sis, I'm sorry. But this is not the time for us to have a long chat fight. Please come with me. Stand on my side right now. That man, that man is a fake master!” the girl begged.

”Sister? Wait, what? You're a girl, slime?” Hermes removed quickly the mask from his face. ”N, n, no, my disguise is uncovered. Goddamn, it. You will pay for this flat c.h.e.s.t letter. I'm so sorry, master. But wait, why did you remove me from your face? I'm not a bad girl, though,” the slime transformed into a small liquid girl figure.

”H, holy shit, you're actually a girl? Since when?” Hermes inquired. ”Master, I'm really a girl since I was born in this world. Stop being a jerk sometimes. That's kinda rude,” the slime puffed her cheeks.

'This creature has a gender? I thought slimes are genderless.'

”Shouldn't the slime race a s.e.xless creature?” queried Hermes. ”Master, all of my sisters are girls. We are literally born into this world because we're only familiar, a powerful creature for the sake of master's ambition. We didn't choose to become like this, only the Goddess does,” the slime explained.

”O, oi, don't ignore me!” the little girl voice complained.

”Shut up, you f.u.c.kin' piece of letter. Because of you, I'm no longer can lick ― protect my master's face from toxic people,” the slime declared, angrily.

”S, s, sister!” the little girl cried.

”Hey, did you just say lick earlier?” Hermes' eyes looked disgusted at the slime. ”M, the master, stop looking at me like that. Please, I'm not a bad girl, you know,” the slime begged, crying.

Hermes placed a hand on his face and heaved a sigh.

”Alright, enough already. I'm already exhausted from this massive spoiler. I don't want to add a ton of unimportant details inside my brain. By the way, may I ask you to remove the fog, sister of the slime?” Hermes demanded. ”You don't have any right to order me around. But, fine. I'll do it,” the girl complained at first but she deliberately removed the miasma.

Hermes's eyes lurked around, trying to find the girl.

”Hey, where are you?” asked Hermes. ”I'm over here,” the feminine voice clearly called, pointing herself.

Hermes was surprised at first. He found a white letter flying in front of him.

”What? You lost a word, am I right? This is my battle form, Hermes Archnemesis,” the letter spoke proudly. ”Y, yeah, I cannot tell if I should pinch my cheeks or not. A talking letter with a little girl voice is speaking in front of me. Not only that, you're floating up in the air,” said Hermes, honestly.

”Hmm, you better remember this. You won't get anything from me. Not a single piece of information about my job. I'll be frank, Hermes. I won't tell you my name and my true identity―”

”Her alias is an informant. She's the useless messenger of the Empire, and one of the Great spirits trying to seduce you back then. She's a loner type of girl but the most favorite plaything of the Goddess during the Ratican Era. That's all,” the slime interjected. ”Aaah, what a useless girl indeed,” Hermes hit his palm with awe.

”S, sister~! Why did you tell him?” the informant cried, like heart hit by a lightning rod. ”I'm just stating the facts. Stop crying already. You're over a thousand years old, sis,” the slime giggled.

”S, sister~! That's not the point here! I'm not a useless messenger of the master, you know. No one is aware of how to use my powers, so the message is often delayed to be received by the receiver,” the informant complained.

The slime chuckled upon hearing it.

”S, sister~!” the letter transformed into a small paper girl figure with a ribbon pinned on her head.

'Man, I don't know what to say in this situation,' Hermes's eyes wrinkled at the pitiful letter.