Slime's Evolutionary Journey

It has been three days since Fangte came to the capital of the Kingdom of Ori, the fourth day! According to the tradition of the Kingdom of Ori, a large banquet was held to celebrate the return of the princess safely and safely, and also to welcome the green slime.

I’ve heard about huge slimes, and I’ve heard about slimes with all kinds of weird colors! But! A talking slime! Moreover, this slime even fought back and forth with Master Vera, one of the four great wizards in his country! I really have never heard of this

I don’t know who revealed the news about Fang Te. This banquet was particularly lively. In addition to many noble men attending the banquet with evil intentions, there were also many noble girls who came happily just to catch a glimpse of this legendary beast. Slime.

According to rumors, Fangte is very cute, extremely pure, and full of green spring, which excites more girls who are in love with slime pets.

Therefore, invisibly, a polarized situation formed at this banquet.

On one side, with Lilin as the center, surrounded by countless handsome young nobles, on the other side, with Fangte as the center, surrounded by many young girls, including several young girls who have already raised slimes and put their slimes into them. Brought them all over.

One reason is that there are more and more cute animals, and another reason is that these girls who have raised slimes want Fangte to act as a translator for them. This kind of girlish sentiment is understandable. After all, in the previous life, Fangte also I thought about understanding Erha’s thoughts

"Mmmmm" These slimes were put on all kinds of clothes, such as pink princess dresses and little blue hats, they could dress up however they wanted.

After seeing their companions, several slimes shouted "mu" happily. When their owner placed them on the table, they moved towards Fangte one after another, and then rubbed against Fangte with their soft bodies. special.

"It's so cute." When the girls saw the cute creatures gathering together, they almost fainted from the cuteness.

"Little Slime, can you really talk?" A girl gently picked up Fangte (at this time, Fangte had shrunk himself to the size of twenty centimeters).

"Of course, beautiful lady."

Fang Te shamelessly nuzzled into the girl's soft arms, feeling satisfied.

The four old mage men around Fangte twitched their mouths when they saw such a lustful slime, wanting to turn Fangte into a slime and fuck him.

"Ah, you can really talk, so cute."

The girl's fair little face kept rubbing against Fangte, and Fangte didn't resist at all. Of course he didn't want to resist either. But Li Lin, who was surrounded by men on the other side, looked at Fangte through the crowd, curled her lips, and groaned angrily. whispered:

"Horthy slime!"

Fangte was hugged back and forth by the girls, as happy as heaven, and then acted as the translator between slimes and girls again and again. After Fangte's embellished translations again and again, the girls couldn't put it down.

In the end, because the nobles needed to greet each other at the banquet, the girls were reluctantly pulled away by their elders. However, the kind-hearted girls were afraid that Fangte would be bored, so they left their slimes to accompany Fangte.

"Boy! Are you really a slime? Why do I think you are more horny than humans." The bald mage took a sip from the bottle of wine and let out a satisfied pig cry.

"Haven't you heard about the true nature of a man?"

After the girls left, Fangte directly took a chicken leg and put it in his mouth. The chicken leg was quickly digested in Fangte's transparent belly, and then he spit out the chicken bones. The normal slimes around him looked at Fangte curiously. Te, Fangte thought they wanted to give it a try, so he tore a chicken leg each for them.

The slimes swallowed it curiously, but the chicken legs were quickly "cupped" out again.

"You are really a monster, you can even eat meat. To be honest, if you weren't the princess, I would have really wanted to dissect you." Master Vera drunkenly poured a glass of wine for Fangte, and Fangte He also took it generously and drank it in one gulp.

"Okay! Good drinker!" The cuckold mage gave a thumbs up, and then drank another drink.

Just like this, at an elegant banquet, at an inconspicuous table, several slimes were playing with the chicken legs, swallowed them and fell out of their "belly", and the green slime among them was He and the four old men kept drinking. The atmosphere was fine at first, but before they knew it, the old mages started drinking with Fang Te.

"Hahaha, happy, you slime, I like you, I still want to accept you as my apprentice." The cuckold old man blushed and burped.

"I also want to accept you as my disciple! But I want to ask you, little slime, what do you think art is?" The one-eyed old man's mouth was full of alcohol.

"Art, hahaha, explosions are art!" Fangte held a wine bottle that was taller than himself and moved unsteadily one step at a time. If the girl saw it, she would probably bleed.

"Well said, I will accept you as my apprentice."

"Whoever wants to be your apprentice, what benefits can I get?"

"Aren't you going to the orc country? How many years will it take you to leave by yourself? If you were our apprentice! We would personally use space magic to send you there! We'll be there in less than a quarter of an hour, how about that?"

"Okay! It's a deal!" Fangte said drowsily, holding the wine bottle, "Then we swear."

"I swear in the name of Pusius, the god of mankind." Old man Vera said drunkenly, and the other old people also swore one after another.

"It's your turn to swear, little slime." The old man lay on the table and poked Fangte's soft and elastic belly with his fingers with a smile.

"I swear" Fangte pointed his little finger at the sky.

"Don't be ridiculous, you have to say the name of your god." The old man pointed at Fangte with a smile.

"My god's name?" Fangte thought for a while with a drunken face, "How is it possible? How could I have that kind of thing."

Fangte waved his hand and sat roundly on the table, his face softly pressed against the wine bottle, but Fangte's words were more useful than sobering up tea! It woke up the drunk old man like thunder.

"Little Slime, is it true that there is no god in your soul mark?"

"No, no." Fang Te, who was very drunk, waved his hand impatiently and closed his eyes slowly, as if he was about to fall asleep.

The four old people looked at each other, they were no longer drunk!

Every race has gods! Even monsters without intelligence have gods they believe in! And the names of the gods of each race will be passed on from generation to generation in the souls! Even the human race has faith in the god Pusius, but this slime is godless!

"Old man Vera! What do you mean! Do you really want to take this slime to that place? Even if it saves the princess! It is just an outsider!"

Juarez looked at Vera and guessed what he meant.

"Don't you think so?" Vera asked with a red face, but she was very sober.

The four old men looked at Fangte in unison, but Fangte had already passed out from drunkenness.