Chapter 48 - The Don and Conspiracy of High Elves 5 (1/2)

The informant pointed her index at Hermes' face.

”Who the hell are you, Hermes Archnemesis?” she ordered. ”Me? You just already answered your stupid question, though. I'm Hermes Archnemesis. No one else,” he replied listlessly.

She stomped the air twice with an angry face.

”I knew it already. Just what the hell are you?” she demanded. ”I, I'm just a human being, though. Wait, your question is a little broad. Next time, it is better to prepare yourself in interviewing an a.d.u.l.t, okay,” Hermes pointed out respectfully.

Her face turned red and she puffed.

”Oi, are you responsible for the disappearance of the sinners, little piece of paper? Oh, sorry. My bad. I mean, my little sister,” the slime inquired. ”Y, yes, sis. I'm the one who ate them all. Basically, I have to make a room to interrogate this man privately. I don't really care about their lives, I will eat if I have to. An ally or a foe, they are always the same. They are just ingredients for my powers,” the letter explained briefly.

”Aah, so I was right. Crap, I hate people who stole my food. My younger sisters are really a food grabber,” the slime sighed.

Hermes looked at the eyes of the letter. Then, the spark of grudge hit each other's side.

”Sister, I will end this short reunion pretty quick. Let me honestly tell you my inner side about this matter. That, that, this man is a fraud. He's not the reincarnation of the former Emperor,” the informant declared. ”Fraud? Pfff, naah. He's not even an ordinary man, though. By the way, fraud of what? Being a man or a mobster?” the slime returned her with a question. ”He's a fake master, sister. You should distance yourself from that man. It is only making me furious to see you like this. You're originally a deaf creature like no other,” the informant condemned.

The veins on the slime appeared and lips retracted.

Her face turned dark with a red neon sight, like an evil manifestation of an ogre during the night.

The informant genuflected on the air, begging for mercy.

Hermes gasped upon seeing her remorseful face. He wished his hands weren't occupied. Why? Because he wished to pinch her cheeks.

On the other hand, the slime laughed out loud because of her sadistic behavior to bully the weak.

Who was the informant anyway? Hermes questioned it inside his mind. There's no lucid evidence related to her profile when they developed the characters of the game. Not even his female junior mentioned these creatures before.

Both of these unknown species made him too wary. He's really afraid to say something otherwise.

'Why are they callin' me, master? That goddamn Goddess must be Stump G. Wait, Stump G's voice is male, though. This is giving me a headache,' he grimaced.

In his studies, Stump G considered himself as a God. But in this world, there's no God after all. Why? That's because God should be omnipotent and the powerful existence who won't force his people to transmigrate into a different world.

He ain't an East Asian man nor an oversimplified weeb who loved the Isekai series. He's an ordinary man who wished to become the boss of his own company.

If some ignorant weeb read his statement, he would receive a bad review and humiliated his character. Why? Because they loathed people who didn't like their hobbies.

Hermes worried the slime for being a monster. This kind of creature resembled Venom of the Spiderman series of Stan Lee. A liquified species stuck on his body like a living parasite.

For the letter, Hermes carefully analyzed her body for proper intel. He quietly observed her body language and how she acted in front of her sister.

'Wait, will the FBI arrested me for this after all they are little girls?' he asked inside his mind.

He imagined the authorities attack him for the misunderstanding. He felt terrible when they accused him of being a pedophile.

'Man, I shouldn't think too much. FBI, CIA, or NBI doesn't exist in this world yet. Right, think positive, Hermes. Wait, I mean Aljen. Yes, I'm Aljen Mura. You're fine. All you need to do is to follow in the flow. Play along with their jokes for now,' Hermes placed a hand on his c.h.e.s.t and heaved a sigh of relief.

”Is there somethin' wrong, master?” the slime worried, clutching her hands between her heart. ”I'm okay. By the way, what are you gonna do about your sister anyway? This is a surprising development in my eyes,” Hermes jokingly commented.

The slime turned around and faced her little sister who was looking at her like an abandoned kitten.

”No idea,” the slime shrugged off her arms and gave up immediately.

'Oi, that's not a great response. Now, she's crying again,' he muttered.