"Mr. Slime, you and I are from the same place."
When the masked woman took off the mask with patterns carved on her face that looked like she was crying, a beautiful face came into Suwey's eyes.
It wasn't a stunningly beautiful face, but it had a heartbreaking smile. She was clearly saying words of reunion, but she exuded a sad aura.
She said this probably because when they met, Rimuru said, "I'm not an evil slime," which made her certain that Rimuru was also from another world.
"It's not just me. Suwey here is also from another world, and he's a summoner."
A hint of surprise appeared on Jingze Shizue's face. As a summoner, she clearly understood what price the people from another world who carried the word "summoner" had to pay for it.
"Mr. Suwey, is he also a summoner?"
Suwey nodded when he was asked the question. This was an identity arranged by the system, but he had to accept it.
"The summoner who barely escaped from the Kingdom of Farmus."
Suwey has developed an irrepressible disgust towards that dark country, and Lazan, who wants to control him, is even more disgusting.
So when she read a hint of uncomfortable memory on Suwey's face, Izawa Shizue turned her gaze to Rimuru.
"How did Mr. Slime get here?"
Her question instantly brought Rimuru back to the past, the days when he was exhausted physically and mentally from working overtime, the days when he struggled with his juniors, and the pain of being stabbed to death.
When these things came out of Rimuru's mouth, an unexpected feeling of ease and relief came over him.
The woman in front of him smiled gently, and her snow-white gloves stroked Rimuru's round body, gently as if she was touching fragile porcelain, or like a mother comforting a wounded child.
"I see. Thank you for your hard work."
When such words rang in my ears, a gentle breath like the warm winter sun surged from the bottom of my heart.
Jingze Jingjiang opened her eyes slightly. Suwey's seriousness was fully conveyed to her ears through words. This touching feeling of bringing warmth to others was also transferred from Suwey to Miss Jing.
"That's great. I hope it works."
With a smile on her lips, she nodded gently, covered her heart with one hand, and looked at the three adventurers who were jogging towards her and waving.
"Hey! Miss Jing! Mr. Suwey! Master Rimuru! Something big has happened!"
Kabaru, who was running in the front, rolled his hands into a microphone shape and shouted loudly.
"The Big Ghost Clan and the Pig Head Clan are fighting! The whole village is on fire!"
Ailian held her staff, her face full of panic.
"Master Kabaru, run! Let's get out of here!"
As Kidd ran, he advised Kabaru to give up this mission. Without the suppression of the Storm Dragon Veldora, the Jura Forest, which fell into chaos, was too terrifying. It was not a place for small adventurers like them to stay.
But the mission must be completed and the reward must be obtained.
The big ghost tribe and the pig-head tribe?
Suwey unleashed his magic power, greatly expanding the detection range in all directions. However, a few seconds later, a flame of conflict appeared at the end of the magic power, as well as charred corpses that had been burned.
In the midst of the flames, armored pig-headed men appeared one after another. They were like moving tanks, crushing everything in their way, including not only trees and houses, but also their companions who had fallen to the ground.
Snap, snap!
The pig-headed people held the corpse and gradually became stronger as they devoured it. With their raised scarlet pupils, they stared at the last group of big ghosts that stood in front of them.
"It's tragic. The Great Demon Tribe is almost completely slaughtered. Those who are fleeing towards us probably won't last more than a few minutes." Suwey summarized all the information he had seen and told Rimuru, "Also, Kabaru and the others have been discovered by the Pig-headed Tribe. We've been surrounded by them now."