After that, Zaydas and Rimuru were guided to the Goblin vilge.
Upon arrival, Zaydas reassessed what Hiraku had done. Not wanting to criticize, but already critig... At the very least, what Hiraku built wasn't just a rag like this vilge.
They were led to the best hut with a thatched roof, with a patched-up cloth spread out.
They did their best by creating a straw cushion for Zaydas and Rimuru.
"Wele, visitors," an old Goblin said in his trembling voice. If one didn't see him, they might think he was freezing to death, which expined why he spoke that way. He tinued with his eyes closed: "I am the chief of this vilge."
"Kuku, I imagine you didn't invite us here simply on a whim, right?" Zaydas asked.
"That's right, as expected of an expert," the Vilge Chief said in his trembling voice. "Today, od has disappeared, and the monsters are restless. We are a weak group, and to survive, we must rely orong without od's prote."
"In short, you want us to stay here and protect you, correct?" Zaydas cluded.
"Yes, that's right. Please, we will follow you, so save us!" the vilge leader pleaded.
"Fumu, but I'm just a simple Slime. Aren't you being a bit too hasty?" Rimuru asked.
Hearing this, Zaydas turned his face away and started ughing.
Rimuru looked at him with a question mark practically floating above his head.
"Hahah, hahah, such modesty," the vilge leader chuckled slightly, saying, "A simple Slime does su intense aura. You must be a very famous magical being, aren't you?"
His sur, who stood beside him, nodded in agreement.
Meanwhile, Zaydas was holding back his ughter so much that his shoulders trembled slightly.
Rimuru, upon hearing this, spoke with the Great Sage in his mind, asking to ge the Magic Detector's perspective for him.
When he did, the only reason he didn't blush was because he was a Slime, but he still felt deeply embarrassed as he looked at Zaydas, who finally burst into loud ughter.
"Hahahaha! You finally realized it!"
"Zaydas, you... You knew from the start, didn't you? You set me up!!" Rimuru excimed, pining to him.
"I didn't do anything, Rimuru-san. I just didn't see a problem in having a good monster repellent by my side who didn't even notice he had bee one," Zaydas responded cheerfully. "But wasn't it a good thing? Thanks to that, we avoided a lot of trouble."
"Seriously, you..." Rimuru sighed, then focused a little, managing to retract his aura. "ime something like this happens, let me know, man, seriously."
"Of course, you t on me," Zaydas emphasized, giving a small punch to his chest with a charming smile.
'Tsk, damn ikemen.'
"Don't fet that I read your mind, Rimuru-san~" Zaydas reminded him.
"Dude, don't do that, okay? It was fine before when I couldn't talk, but now it's different, right? That's an invasion of priva invasion, do you uand me?" Rimuru made sure to spell out each sylble as he said "invasion."
"Yes, I won't do it anymore, I promise." Zaydas became serious.
"Really? I trust you?" Rimuru seemed skeptical.
"Yes, trust me." Zaydas nodded.
"I don't know, man, I just 't believe you when you get all serious like that," Rimuru replied.
"Oh, where's the trust between friends? You're hurting my feelings." Zaydas preteo wipe away an imaginary tear.
As the two talked, the father and son pair exged gnces, unsure of what to do.
Even the goblins outside, who were peeking through the gray curtain, looked very fused as they whispered among themselves.
"Seriously speaking, Rimuru-san," Zaydas said, "about their request—you decide whether you want to stay here or not. Just letting you know, I won't always be around, so your decision will determine your future. Think carefully before answering."
The vilge leader swallowed hard upon hearing Zaydas' words.
Unlike Rimuru, who emitted a sinister aura, Zaydas was different. But how to describe it? Instinctively, everyo fear just by looking in his dire.
"Your words are a bit misleading, but yes, I agree with you." Rimuru pondered.
"Well, take your time. I'm heading outside." Zaydas waved his hand ahe tent.
As he stepped out, the goblins standing at the entrance quickly made way for him.
"Good work." Zaydas smiled at them.
"Hey, you." One of the goblins approached. His head looked like a sideways watermelon with a potato-shaped nose.
"Yes?" Zaydas looked dowing his eyes.
Scratg his face, the gobliantly asked, "H-How did you bee so handsome?"
If Zaydas had been drinking something, he would have spat it all out at that moment due to such a random question.
Laughing a little, he replied, "Just lucky to have parents with amazing genes."
"I k!" The goblin looked disappointed. "I thought someohis handsome would have some secret, but in the end, it's just that."
He started kig small rocks on the ground, lookied, until anoblin approached and pced a hand on his shoulder.
'This goblin is funny...' Zaydas thought with a small smile.
The problem was that, as he smiled, the female goblins started looking at him intensely...
Stepping back a little, Zaydas maed a hoe in his hand.
Walking to an area without straw houses, he began to plow the nd.
From a distahe goblins watched him with curious eyes.
"What is he doing over there?"
"No idea."
"Digging a hole to bury us?"
Those words made several of them shudder in fear.
"That 't be, right?"
However, they soon realized that wasn't the case. After all, it wasn't just a hole being dug—the soil he lowing turned a dark brown, as if wet, and then they saw something.
From the mounds of soil, sprouts began to emerge, and as the minutes passed, they grew rger.
"As expected of the expert!" one of them ented.
The most surprised person, however, was Zaydas himself. The speed at which the sprouts appeared was faster than when he had seen Hiraku do the same.
He stopped after pnting an area of 4 by 4 meters.
Soon, leaves began to stand out, and white flowers appeared. But then, the pnts grew even more, to the point where the thin branches curved toward the ground uheir ow.
"Hey, you." Zaydas waved at the goblin who had asked the question earlier.
"Me?" The goblin poi himself. Seeing this, he scratched his head and asked, "How I help?"
"Go and pull one of those that looks the most mature," Zaydas requested.
Even without uanding, he did as told.
"This ohe goblin asked, pointing to the first patch of nd Zaydas had plowed.
"Yes, go ahead," Zaydas nodded.
The gobli forward slightly, gripping close to the soil, and then he pulled. "Ahhh!"
'Why is he screaming? Is it hard to pull?' Zaydas woheelekinesis to pull up the ht o the goblin. However, there wasn't much resistance, and soon, 19 medium-sized brown potatoes were revealed.
'It actually worked…'
The only reason he had asked the goblin to do it wasn't for any special reason—he just found the little guy funny and wanted him to do it.
Now, holding the pnt with potatoes hanging from its roots, the goblin looked pletely surprised.
"The rest of you, go and help him. These are potatoes—they be eaten roasted or boiled," Zaydas told the oblins.
"Really?"
"Yay!!"
Soon, the small patch of nd with the pnted potatoes was harvested by the goblins.
"What's all this otion?" Rimuru finally came out of the chief's tent, asking.
"Oh, you're done?" Zaydas approached him.
"Yes, I've made my decision," Rimuru said firmly. "I io stay in this vilge!"
"I see. I'll help where I , but don't expeuch," Zaydas said.
"Of course!" Rimuru replied in his usual cheerful voice.
"The expert is staying with us!" the vilge chief announced loudly, and the goblins cheered.
One of the goblins who had harvested the potatoes went to the vilge chief and told him what he had heard from Zaydas.
"Alright, let's roast them! These are potatoes given by the expert—let's celebrate!" he shouted again.
That trembling voice of his almost seemed like a lie at this point.
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