Somewhere in the cold yet desolate land of the forzen continent. High above everything else. Two individuals are discussing the recent affairs that occurred in the world, especially one about a certain slime.
"A young monster called himself a Demon lord?" Guy crimson questioned his loyal aide, Misery.
The aide in question—donning maid outfit—simply bowed and answered his question, "Yes, with that as the reason a walpurgis was petitioned," she paused, letting Guy setting his thoughts first before continuing to elaborate her answer.
"The one who proposed the motion was lord Clayman." She paused again, "And it was seconded by lady Milim, and lady Frey."
At the mention of Milim's name, Guy ponders even further. "Milim..." There's no reason for her to vouch for that person, but then again. Something must have happened.
"As usual, I can't comprehend the thought of that fool."
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[Lylas Tempest—First Person]
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With the meeting postponed, there's not much thing to do other than laying down and playing around— hey that rhymes!
So anyway. Back to current business...
"Are we done yet?" Uncle Veldora whined. It's been about an hour already after our all out *chough* training.
We were tasked to fix the mess in the cave, specifically around potion productions. I got tasked by Vesta to produce as much as full potions possible in order to meet the quota that was set previously before we turn everything upside down. All I did was just consuming hipokute herbs and injecting them into empty vials.
Meanwhile, uncle Veldora was tasked to dilute the full potions i've produced with water into yet another but quadruple the amount of empty vials I was given to. If you're asking, 'is he doing all that by himself?' of course not.
Besides him were the dragonewts. Carefully diluting the full potions into the correct amount in order to produce a lesser potion.
"It's such an honor to be working alongside Veldora-sama!" One of them enthusiastically stated. Although uncle could only reluctantly smiled at their excitements and nodded his head.
He seems to be less enthused... Just like me. We're on the same boat unc. I sighed, not that I needed that in the first place, and rolled to my left. There stood, Vesta and Gabiru. Both are also working hard to produce full potions. With their current speed, it will likely take them seven to ten times longer compared to me. It seems like I begin to understand why mom decides to discipline me this way.
Learning how to be responsible huh?..
I know responsibility is important, but it's just that... Can't I at least enjoy some leisure life while at it?
"Vesta, Gabiru..." I whined a bit, but still kept my composure to not let them know that I'm whining.
"Don't worry Lylas-sama. Just few bottles left and we'll be done," Vesta said that as he carefully pressed down a bunch of mashed bits of hipokute herbs until the familiar blue liquid came dropping down.
"Cheer up, Lylas-sama. This Gabiru, completely gets how you feel," Gabiru said in a sad yet symphatetic tone.
"Gabiru-sama so cool!"
"He's showing his understanding to comfort the princess!"
"As expected of Gabiru-sama!"

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The Slime Princess
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