SLIME LEGION

Chapter 19: Something is coming

In a distant corner of the Kingdom, the Listral Dukedom to be precise, something rather strange was unfolding.

"Commander! You came!"

A captain who had spent the past forty-eight hours trying to contain a supernatural event snapped to attention, his stance rigid as a plank.

"At ease, Captain."

The man who spoke was flanked by four high-ranking officers. They were figures well known to operate under direct orders from the King himself, belonging to a special division that answered to no one else. Their presence here alongside the Commander told the captain everything he needed to know. The situation was far worse than he had initially feared.

"We have been trying to close the rift but it is no use," the captain reported. "It keeps widening no matter what we do."

"A Weaver is on the other side."

The speaker was a red-haired woman with eyes to match, her coat draped over her shoulders rather than properly worn.

"Obviously," said a bespectacled man who appeared to be in his mid-thirties, studying the sight before them. "But what kind of gate? Tier one gates only release monsters, and tier two gates do not look like that."

Before them, dozens of Scripters worked in frantic silence, tracing worded glyphs in a desperate attempt to seal what appeared to be a massive gaping fracture in reality itself.

"This is something else," the Commander said quietly. "Something new. The fact that no monsters have emerged in forty-eight hours suggests it shares qualities with a tier two gate, but it is not one."

"Which is why I said a Weaver is in there," the red-haired woman added, unbothered.

"What do we report to His Majesty?" asked a white-haired woman who had kept her eyes closed throughout, her voice quiet and measured.

All attention shifted to the Commander, who had already moved ahead of the group and crouched directly before the rift, studying it in silence.

"...."

...

...

I don’t know when I slept.

How I slept. frёeωebɳovel.com

All I knew was I slept the best I had ever had.

But when I woke up.

Master wasn’t there!!!

’Whrre is he?’

My brain was still foggy but I didn’t care, I needed to see master to be sure yesterday was not a dream, that I really escaped that hellhole I was trapped in all thsrs years but those heartless jealous bitches.

But before ei could panic anymore I felt it.

I felt him.

"He’s close," I sensed him, feeling relieved and let out a smile placing a hand on my chest... But just then... the thought I hate the most hit me... Tsk... it’s still not growing, Ugh, why isn’t it growing like.Moressa’s yet?! I thought I just needed a few more years and it will happen on it’s own but that’s not the case, is it even growing, ’C? No, it’s probably D now...it has to be... ARGHHHHH!’ Who am I kidding it’s not growing at all! Why?! I’ve done everything I can think of... could it be Genes? ’Nooo!!!’ impossible, I have to do something about this, I can’t lack behind and have a small breasts or those whores will eventually seduce master! Moressa was about the same size as me the first time I stepped into this masion and saw her... Only that cow pretending to be human, Evangeline had it big then... But now Moressa’s grown too much... She has to be doing something to it, but what?! And I can’t ask her... She would just try to get me killed... Argh...

...but maybe it’s not so bad.

I mean... Master loves me the most, he admitted it yesterday, though I always knew since his emotions are a open book to me... Then again... It’s THAT type of love, I dont want him to feel that type of love for me I want him to be IN love with me the way a guy should love a woman... I want the kind of love he has for Moressa, it might not seem different but it is, he might love me more than Moressa but it’s just similar to a father loving there child more than there lover... That’s how it is... And Even if he tries to suppress it I can sense subtle lust from him when he looks at those lumps of flesh... Argh... If only my stupid body would listen and send the fats where I need them!!!

Master is a healthy young man and at his age he’s hormones are running wild, back before those whores did what they did, I would try everything I could to make master look at me like a woman, but it never worked... It felt like he couldn’t me more than a child at some point... I hated that.. I liked the fact master cared about me more than the others, but I didn’t want him to see me that way, and to make matters worse whenever he saw Evangeline I would sense the difference in his feelings for us instantly...

...I wanted to kill her so bad then.

But she was too strong.

Ugh.

She might even be stronger now too.

Tsk.

But the good news usz yesterday when I held master tightly i felt lust from him, it wasn’t that intense, I could tell he was trying not to feel that way, but thebfact that it even happened means now I have a chance to completely eliminate that paternal shitty love and make him love me the way I love him.... Oh, I can’t stop imagining being tied up and pumped full of his liquid...

No, you can’t be bad Carmela.

You can’t let master see this side of you.

Never.

...well until the day he can’t hold back anymore and I ride him all...

....Wait.

what am I doing?

I should be looking for master.

"I’m so stupid," I got out of the bed quickly, the curtains were all close dinciuld tell master didn’t want to wake me up, he always did this in the past too... Ugh, it’s pissing off thinking about just think about the intent doing this... Lken be was dotting on a child..when I’m literally older than him...well as few months... But I’ve killed people damn it!

I’M NOT A CHILD.

I looked at the dress I had on.

A nightgown.

A black leathery nightgown that hugged my hips just right.

Hmm.

My breasts asides I think I’m perfect...

...Ugh, I’m thinking about it again.

Stop thinking about it Carmela!!!

The dress has thin straps that hung on my shoulder loosely, it was also a bit short just right on my thighs.

I’m definitely keeping this.

... And it’s just my size too.

But wait a minute.

’Who changed my dress?’

I felt my heart rate speed up.

Did master change me himself?

Didn’t he feel the least bit hestistant?

Is he still seeing me as a child?

My eyes darkened.

The door opened softly and I saw a maid hedtiantly step in...

"Breakfast is ready my-"

"Who changed my dress?" I needed to know, that would determine my approach on master from now on, if it was him and I felt not even the slightest lust... It means I have to do something drastic...

"It’s was lady Moressa..."

...Wait.

"WHAT?!"