Yano's figure gradually emerged from the fog. Just as he staggered onto the fortress construction site, a black shadow landed with a SWOOSH on the ground in front of him.
He looked up.
A crow was holding its head high like a haughty noble, arrogantly spreading its wings to block his path.
"Halt! Where did you come from, you barbaric human? This is the sacred territory of the great Slime Majesty."
"To have an audience with His Majesty, you must perform a grand bow and address him as 'the great Slime Majesty.' Don't you know the rules?"
Yano was stunned. Looking at the talking crow before him, a sense of absurdity washed over him.
'This crow...'
'Is it a magical beast the boss just subdued?'
'Or some terrifying Demon disguised as a crow?'
Just as Yano and Count Brand were staring at each other, a ball of Slime came bouncing over and patted Count Brand with its Gel.
"Count Brand, this is... uh... my Knight, Yano."
