“Wow… What is with that chick? I seriously don’t get it.”
“I don’t either, but apparently that’s how all Overlords are.”
“We didn’t even get to do anything.”
It wasn’t easy for us to enter buildings built for humans, especially when you’re typically one and a half to two times their height. The Holy Kingdom’s spies had been using buildings constructed within the last twenty years, which meant the ceilings were low and the doorways were narrow. We could barely fit inside them, let alone fight properly.
“I mean, it’s not like we could even fit inside ’em, y’know?”
“Still, it’s pretty anticlimactic that we came all this way just to watch.”
Both Shemel and Bela sighed and shrugged, looking thoroughly bored and unimpressed. Honestly, I felt the same way. I had plenty of resentment toward the Holy Kingdom myself, so it would have been nice to get a little violent and blow off some steam. But it couldn’t be helped.
“I apologize for taking the juicy role this time,” said Lady Melty as she approached us over where we had been on standby. Just in case.
“Nah, it is what it is! Not like we could have done much without bringin’ down the whole building, y’know?”
“That might be a little too bombastic.”
“Coming from the person who literally kicked down the door?”
“Now, now. I’m just a normal, weak person.”
“Excuse me? What are you even talkin’ about?”
I was of the same mind as Bela on this one. In what world could a normal person kick down a thick, steel-plated wooden door with one blow? The rumor about her punching Lady Grande into submission in her dragon form was probably true too. Terrifying.
“By the way, what’re you planning to do with the ones we took alive? I doubt they’ll talk easily.”
“I plan to leave them to the slime girls. I’ll be present for the interrogation. Would you like to join me?”
“Can we?”
“But of course. As Kousuke’s bodyguards, you ought to know what’s happening behind the scenes,” Lady Melty said with a pleasant smile.
So why did I have such a bad feeling about this?
“Awesome!” Bela said cheerfully, while Shemel frowned beside her.
Ah… Shemel and I must be on the same page.
✦ ✦ ✦
“The slimes are scary… So, so scary.”
“I never wanna end up like that.”
Bela went white, her usual red drained from her face. I probably looked just as shaken.
The Adolists’ faith didn’t help them once the slimes got to work. At first the captives spat and cursed, insulting all of us, but within half an hour they were sobbing like children and begging for forgiveness.
What the slimes did in that span was brutal. I’d rather not unpack the details; it was the sort of thing you don’t want to imagine. Or experience. Ever.
“We need to go through the documents we recovered and crush the rest of their bases immediately. Things are going to be busy.”
Lady Melty sounded way too calm considering what we’d just seen. There was nothing normal about how unmoved she was after witnessing that tor—interrogation session. Her lack of shock made something click in me: You don’t want to be her enemy.