SLIME LEGION

Chapter 22: Hot

The most fascinating thing about the human brain is its ability to delude the conscious.

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"Filthy," Moressa said, pulling her sword from the man’s neck.

She watched with grim satisfaction as he struggled to stop the blood gushing out to no avail, until he finally collapsed to his death.

Without regarding him a second more, she turned to find Carmela sitting down on the bench patiently. The wind twirled her pink hair as she gazed blankly at the kneeling knight, who had their own sword through the heart.

Then, she glanced at Moressa. "You took quite a bit of time... Are you really that weak?"

Hearing this brought a vein to Moressa’s forehead. "Weak? I’ve beaten you every single time."

"Oh, please. That’s because I never put in a hundred percent. If I wanted you dead... REALLY wanted you dead, I’d kill you," Carmela said with absolute certainty.

But Moressa merely scoffed. "Spare me the daydreaming. I’m well aware your ability doesn’t work on me. If you could, you would have killed not only me but Evangeline long ago."

Carmela simply looked at her. It was true. She could manipulate the emotions of anyone whose will was not strong enough to withstand her. Those with a strong enough will were rare.

However, the other exception to this ability were the girls. For some reason, she couldn’t do it to them. It was as though something was protecting them from her... If not, she would have killed Moressa since the Stone Age.

Carmela smiled. "I really hate you, Moressa."

"A shared feeling."

"I would love nothing more than to gut you alive whilst shredding every bone in your body."

"Cute."

"...But I won’t do it," Carmela continued, her voice dropping. "I’m neither as selfish nor as unreasonable as you and that cow. I understand that separating Master from us would only make him vulnerable. You must have noticed it. After we became his bond, he has only grown weaker... The way he is now..."

She bit her lip, thinking back on how clueless he had been in the face of death. If Moressa had only been a second slower to notice, he would have been dead.

That blade had been headed straight for his head... but he didn’t know that. Even after he was saved, he didn’t seem to care much, and this scared her.

Her master was a weak point for her. She needed to grow stronger—strong enough that she wouldn’t have to fear facing a threat one day where she could only stand and watch him die.

"..."

Moressa was silent, her expression unreadable. She clenched her fist tightly, very tightly, but after a while, she let go.

"Fine.... We... we’ll need to find the others," she said begrudgingly. But then, a sudden thought came to her. "You escaped the mansion, right? What about Nadia?" she asked with a frown.

Carmela was just about to answer when her eyes widened in what appeared to be pure horror.

Moressa put two and two together, and the next instant, she screamed, "You stupid idiot! Don’t tell me you sent Master straight to that lunatic?!"

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A smoking hot blonde girl was, at this exact moment, choking the life out of me.

That smile on her face... I didn’t need any evidence to know she was mad.

But she was *so* hot...

I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I keep falling back to this thought. She was just so irresistible to me. Unlike Carmela, near whom I always felt calm and warm, all I felt for this girl was just a crazy level of attraction. Like a moth to a flame.

I mean, she’s still choking me, but I’m still stuck on that face paired with a succubus body.

"Do you know... how long I’ve waited to have you in my hands like this? To squeeze you to death?"

I tried to fight back... Okay, who the fuck am I kidding?! It was like trying to push a mountain!

But just then... she let go.

Huh?

What’s happening... Am I dead already?

"....No. Killing you now won’t satisfy me," she said.

Those ruby-red eyes and blonde hair... it was a face that the greatest of models in their prime would be jealous of. It wasn’t that she was far too beautiful compared to Carmela or Moressa; it was just that... I don’t know how to explain it. She was just hot!!!!

Seeing my gaze, she looked down at herself, then looked back at me.

"So, you’ve grown into a pervert, huh?" she asked. "Well, I’m not surprised. You did try to force your worthless self on me back then. Is it really that hard to control your dick when you see a beautiful girl?"

She suddenly reached for Junior.

But that was a line I wasn’t going to let her cross.

You can stab me to death, impale me on a stake, and even fry me with fire—I would take it all with a smile. But never castration. I’ll fight with everything on the line, even if my opponent is Superman... I will grow kryptonite out of my ass if I have to.

"Oh, it seems you value it even more than I thought."

With that, a struggle began. freewebnσvel.cøm

This was the most terrifying moment I had ever experienced since I woke up in this world. She was trying to pin me down and grab it, and I was fighting tooth and nail to stop her.

I can’t keep up!

OH NO!

She grabbed both my wrists and brought them together, holding them securely with just one of her hands. Her grip was like a vice.

I couldn’t break free. frёewebηovel.cѳm

What was weird, though, was that I was even able to resist her even a little bit, considering the monstrous strength she had displayed at the start...

...Is she throttling her strength? Finding some sick pleasure in seeing me struggle?

"Stop, you crazy bitch! I don’t even know you!" I yelled in anger...

And she actually stopped.

She turned and looked me dead in the eyes.

"...What?" she blurted.

Am I supposed to know her or something?

Why—

Wait.

She said I tried to force myself on her in the past.

Carmela brought me here.

*Carmela* brought me here.

It wasn’t a mistake or a coincidence. She knew exactly where she was sending me. Plus, there was Anthony, who is probably dead.

This is the other girl!

My fourth bond!!!