Chapter 39: I Caught the Demon Lord, but I Run My Own Business (01)

  No, it wasn't the translut skin of a slime, nor was it a clump of hair like Molng's, but the face, expression, and body were exactly like Molng's usual transformed form.

  Only, she had grown to the size of a human.

  "Why should I speak?"

  "You could speak?"

  "I 't talk... it's frustrating..."

  "But you're speaking right now..."

  "Me?"

  W if the artificial intelligence was imitating Molng, I picked up Molng, who was rounded like a slime, and her body twitched and moved.

  "Why is my body over there... ah...!"

  As she y face down, her arms and legs naturally extended forward, and she fell over, not used to the movements of a humanoid form as she usually moved around using her whole body as a slime.

  "Oooh... it hurts..."

  Fortunately, the floor was made of a special material that absorbed the impact, otherwise, her jaw would have shattered had it been stone.

  'Is this really Molng?'

  "How do you feel?"

  Although it had been a mess just before, the homunculi were ing up the spilled fluids and eveing the area.

  Meanwhile, Number 3, waiting, approached ahe shoulder of the homunculus that looked like Molng.

  "What happened? Molng..."

  "We temporarily created a body to transfer her into."

  "So that means..."

  "A homunculus taining the soul of a pet. It's an experimental teique, but it was successful today."

  'Is this really Molng?'

  The bead embedded in Molng's now slime-shaped body glowed faintly, and Molng, seeing her own form in my hand, was fused and tried to crawl over but could only squirm while lying down.

  "My body, why here? This body is heavy..."

  "But perhaps due to low intelligence, she's unaware of the current situation. She doesn't realize she has acquired a new body, even though there should be no physical problems with bipedal movement..."

  Number 3's cold judgment tinued, but I was just as fused as Molng.

  'Is this really Molng?'

  I was used to Molng transf from a blue, blobby slime into a girl, so seeing her in the form of a homunculus girl was discerting.

  "To call her Molng..."

  Though she was lying down, the naked body of the homunculus was vividly visible through my mana-infused eyes.

  Previously, it had just been nipples mimig those of a human, but now Molng had proper breasts and nipples.

  Usually, I wouldn't think much of seeing Molng's naked form, but seeing it realistically formed like a human...

  'Molng's body... it looks incredibly erotic... I hadn't noticed before because it was a slime, but now that I see it, the structure itself looks erotic...'

  Swallowing.

  Uionally, I swallowed, and Molng was looking at my dick, which had started to rise in front of her.

  Dripping...

  And then, unknowingly, saliva dripped from her mouth.

  Previously, as a slime, her bodily fluids were tained within her shell, so she didn't drool, but now Molng, having a homunculus body, was rubbing her fa the floor and drooling as she approached me, emitting a sweet smell.

  And like she used to do with her slime body, she opened her mouth trying to take my di, but I stopped her for now.

  'If Molng acts as usual, she'll definitely bite with her teeth...'

  As a slime, she didn't have teeth, so even a strong suck would only increase the su, but in her current state, putting it in her mouth could result in a painful bite.

  Besides, Molng was also too excited to trol her body, so it was necessary to calm her down first.

  "Do you like it?"

  "We'll have to see."

  "That's quite did of you, especially from the lower half."

  'Well, Molng is naturally arousing...'

  "You're just going to see how it goes?"

  Someone didn't like my response and interjected into the versatioween Number 3 ah a tohat suggested dissatisfa.

  "Ha, quite greedy. It's a newly developed teology and there's been a lot of dissatisfa with artificial intelligence, so we deliberately embedded a 'personality' they would like."

  From behind, a voice simir to Number 3's but more human and somewhat ical spoke up.

  "Are you the one? Did you order the 200 gold item?"

  The owner of the voice callih a twisted tone was a girl who looked simir to Number 3.

  If Number 3 had a younger sister with a slight age difference, she would look like this. Uhe stiff manners of the other homunculi, this girl's human-like to me realize she was ihe owner of this workshop.

  Of course, it wasn't just because of that.

  'She has a different presence.'

  The homunculi here, although not of knight rank, had the ability to use mana circuits to see without interferen such dark pces.

  And Number 3, judging just by the amount of mana stored within her body, would be at the level of a siderable mage, while the body of the girl who had appeared before me...

  'That's not an amount a human could possess.'

  She acked with mana from head to toe, more than even Royal Archmage Pontein.

  "Have you e, mother?"

  "Yes. inally, I was going to leave you all to the tour and you... but I wao see the face of the i one who gave our workshop 2 stars."

  "Ugh..."

  Dripping with drool, I stuffed my dick bato my trousers and adjusted my clothes in front of the workshop owner.

  "Basically, you should have given 5 stars during the dist period instead of 2, right? And you mention a corpse? Does your corpse breathe ae mucus?"

  The voice leasant like a nightingale chirping, but the tent was that of an angry 50-year-old boss, letting me realize that this girl was not what she appeared to be.

  It seemed she wasn't trying to hide her identity either.

  "Frederidymion... no, now it's just Frederica."

  "I'm Ban."

  "I know your was on the application."

  Endymion? I've heard that surname somewhere...

  "Even now, you're transferring your pet's intelligence over here..."

  Pointing at the slime in my hand, the girl grumbled, referring to the object with the bead in it, Molng's core.

  "Slime?"

  "Yes?"

  "Are you seriously impnting a rey in the slime?"

  I showed her the bead ected to Molng's core and transferring sciousness.

  "Yes, but Molng isn't acidic, so it won't dissolve."

  "No, it's not about the acidity. That doesn't make sense... Slimes ck even the basitelligence of animals, not moved by instinct but merely a simple creature that moves when there is something to digest?"

  'The slime listening to this would feel bad.'

  Ihat's how they are described in monster ecology. So I also used to think whether Molng's jealousy was really jealousy or just an instinct to guard the pce where food appears.

  Lately, her as seem genuinely driven by jealousy.

  "Uh... master... food... food..."

  Uo trol her body properly, Molng in the homunculus body buried her fa my groin and drooled.

  "Oh, no, stop that."

  "Slurp..."

  As Molng buried her fa my groin and drooled, I pulled her face away and asked the owner.

  "Aren't high-level slimes supposed to have intelligence?"

  "Hardly. They're capable of plex transformations due to their structure, not because they're pure slimes with special measures within."

  Then what exactly is Molng?

  "Unless it's the god of slimes mentioned in the pantheon, slimes 't have intelligence."

  "Eh, so you're saying Molng is a god?"

  "Hardly. That's a matter of faith, and even that only holds if there's a theory that every monster has a god looking after them."

  So what are you sayily?

  "Give her to me for a moment."

  W if I should hand Molng over, I looked down at her drooling with her face buried in my lower half, but it seemed she had little i in her own bht now.

  "Fasating. If my guess is right, 'this' isn't just any slime. It might eveed to the Demon Lord..."

  "The Demon Lord?"

  It was almost a term from a history books, but the moment I heard it, a name fshed through my mind.

  An enormous amount of mana surpassing human limits, and Frederidymion... the alchemist...

  "Hmm? Could it be?"

  Unsure of the hypothesis, I closely examihe face of the girl who was fiddling with Molng.

  Certainly, there was a resembo the portraits of the Endymion family, renowned for their alchemy.

  Specifically, it was somewhat like one of the seven statues in the tral capital’s Hero Square.

  ly the same, but if she had a daughter, it would be easy to guess that this would be her face...

  "Frederidymion."

  "Is there a problem?"

  "The legendary alchemist who melted General Kreton, the Iron Behemoth of the Demon Lord's army?"

  "That was 300 years ago."

  The moment I realized the identity of the girl before me, I couldn't help but excim aloud.

  "A legend among legends, isn't it!"

  To be specific, it was to this extent.

  "You, the st member of the Hero's party?!"

  300 years ago, when a full-scale war broke out with the demonkind, humanity's st line of defense was held by knights and volunteer soldiers, and sevee were charged with tering aing the Demon Lord at the core.

  "You'll make my ears fall off. Yes, it's me, so stop yelling."

  Although she said this, the ers of her mouth turned up and a hint of ughter could be heard in her voice, which had been full of pints moments before. She seemed quite pleased that I reized her.

  "Of course, you'd be surprised to find a legendary hero from the stories right before your eyes. Does a bit of respect begin to form now?"

  It was true, a feeling of respect was f.

  But at the same time, I couldn't help but blurt out these words.

  "Why would someone so great be doing something like this?"

  "......"

  Ah, I messed up.

  The moment I spoke those words, I saw Frederidymion's expression harden, realizing my gaffe, but it was too te to take back what had been said.

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