Chapter 167—Gilibero
"Heavy Strike!"
He slammed his metal rod on the floor.
Thud!
[ Ding! Staff Mastery proficiency +1! ]
He wiped his sweat, muttering, "I'm tired."
He washed himself in the pond next to him.
His reflection flashed in the water—an ugly green, grotesque face with pointed ears, large eyes, thick lips, and an elongated nose. His head had short black hair.
And a body similar to that of a ten-year-old human kid.
'It's too disgusting… slime body was so cute,' he thought, missing his actual body.
'I decided to pick up a weapon,' he mused, glancing at the rod. 'Since I can shift into humanoid form with my slime body.'
"It's a pity that I couldn't go to hunt," he muttered, recalling Professor Seralyth's words: demons don't awaken their intellect until they are a few years old—once they do, they gain adult human intelligence.
"I think it's time to show myself," he declared, narrowing his eyes. He recalled Old Goblin's words.
