Slime Immortal

"Emissary of Putu, please accept my gratitude."

Chen Yu heard the female lizardman in front of him reciting completely unfamiliar syllables. Although he did not understand the words she said, he could hear what the female lizardman wanted to express.

Putu?

Could it be some kind of belief of the Lizard People?

Chen Yu felt doubtful, but he didn't ask. He just asked, "What's your name?"

"Segash."

"A Scaleclaw Shaman."

Sergash noticed that the messenger in front of him seemed to have difficulty understanding the Demihuman language, and he emphasized it.

"The name means swamp water."

Huh?

In other words, he picked up a lizardman shaman.

"Where are you from?"

"what?"

Segash was stunned.

Doesn’t the messenger know the world outside the swamp?

"On the riverbank outside the swamp...that's where we live...quite far from here."

Is there a river outside the swamp forest?

"What about outside the river?"

"That's human territory. It's said there's an adventurer town on the other side. Sergash has never been there, he's only heard about it..."

Segash's voice grew weaker as he spoke, feeling ashamed of his own ignorance.

There are also human and adventurer towns?

This means that there may be a kingdom built by humans on the other side of the river.

No wonder he had never seen a human being since he was born here. It turned out that the adventurers were blocked by the subhuman tribe on the river bank.

"Why are those lizardmen and those dog-like things chasing you?"

Chen Yu's description made Sergash's mouth corners twitch up imperceptibly, revealing her pleasure, but this tiny change in expression was immediately caught by herself. She quickly restrained herself, realized her disrespect, and hurried to explain.

"My Lord Messenger, I simply find it amusing to call the gnolls dogs. I don't mean to offend you."

There was no need for Chen Yu to ask any more questions, as she immediately explained the whole story clearly.

Chen Yu learned a lot from it.

Lizardmen believe in the Three Souls, believing that every lizardman has three souls in his body, namely the spirit of scales and claws representing strength, the spirit of flesh and blood representing life, and the spirit of the natural swamp.

Yesala, the "Entangled One", controls life and black scales. He is an ancestral spirit that is out of reach for the Lizardmen. He has ascended to the throne of god since ancient times and was once the most widely believed belief among the Lizardmen. However, as miracles faded, the rituals of the Spirit of Life became ineffective and are now gradually forgotten by the Lizardmen.

Putu, the spirit of the swamp, is a symbol of nature and an ancient guardian of the swamp. It is said that his image is a shapeless mass of swamp mud, very similar to slime, so slime is often considered by lizardmen to be the descendants of Putu.

Sergash is the only remaining nature believer in the Lizardman tribe, which is why she respects slimes so much.

"Our tribe has lived on the banks of the Reed River for generations, united against the cold and deadly winter."

"If it weren't for the corruption of Morgul's faith..."

Chen Yu learned that winter in Zearela was not that simple, and sometimes it would last for a whole year.

For the Lizardmen tribe on the riverbank, nothing is more important than having enough food, clothes and their companions alive in winter.

The winter of the previous year had just ended. The Lizardman Tribe and the Wolfman Tribe had been starving for a whole year and had no food reserves, so they ventured deep into the swamp to look for food.

During the long winter, the faith of the corrupted Morgul somehow gained popularity among both tribes.

These demihumans became obsessed with pursuing the appearance of the Scaled Claw Spirit, falling deeply into the power fraud of the corrupted Morgul and gradually falling into the abyss of darkness.

They fell into a carnival of power, forgetting the power of the spirits of flesh and blood and the spirits of the swamp, and were willing to become accomplices of the werewolves.

Even the belief in Putu, the spirit of the swamp, was considered heresy by most of the corrupt lizardmen in the tribe, and believers in nature became the targets of exile.

"Priest Zuluk, he was the one who controlled everything behind the scenes and killed my father with his own hands."

"I must, I must..."

Halfway through his words, Sergash lowered his head in frustration.

She found herself powerless to fight against the corrupt believers who had taken over the tribe.

"Don't you want to go back?"

"I think."

“But I’m homeless now…”

"It's okay, then just follow me."

After much difficulty, a capable helper finally arrived, so Chen Yu certainly couldn't let him go just like that.

Just kidding, having hands and feet is a rare skill in the swamp, and you can do a lot of things.

Moreover, its body is so short that if it really wants to leave the swamp forest, it may not be able to get out even if it jumps for three days and three nights.

Maybe it will be swallowed by a predator along the way.

It would be great to let Segash explore the outside world for him.

"Is it okay? I hope it won't bother you..."

"Compared to this, if that group of demihumans came here again, it might cause me some trouble."

Sergash breathed a sigh of relief and carefully held the slime with a black shell on its head into his arms.

"Don't worry, there are still many dangerous monsters on this road. They are also chasing me. They have only been able to go deep into this place for a few days and are lingering nearby."

"Without faith in nature, the swamp is a place of death from which there is no return for them."

Does faith have such a function?

Chen Yu had a better understanding of the magic of this world.

"By the way, you've escaped from such a long distance, you must be hungry."

"Would you like to try some of the local specialties?"

He thought he was the host here, so how could he not entertain the guests?

"specialty?"

"Yes, delicious food."

"It can help you heal your wounds."

Before Sergash could figure out what "specialty" meant, the slime in his arms jumped out and rushed into the territory of the stinging bee.

"Buzz-!"

Sergash was still a little worried, but then he saw the stinger of the stinging bee clanging on the black shell, but it couldn't hurt Chen Yu at all.

Then she saw a scene that made her brain freeze.

A slime suddenly shot out a poisonous stinger from its body, sweeping across the moss monster farm under the tree, making the poisonous bees so angry that they circled in the air, but they could do nothing.

Slime...sprays poison...

She felt like she almost didn't recognize what slime was.

It seems that a normal slime would not appear wearing the shell of its natural enemy.

Yes.

...As expected of Putu's messenger.

When Chen Yu came back, he spit out the moss monster hidden in the gel and looked at Sergash expectantly with his round eyes.

"Eat, don't be polite to me."

Sergash came back to his senses from his trance and subconsciously picked up a moss monster.

This moss monster looked unexpectedly plump and tender in her eyes, and seemed to be much more delicious than the ones outside the swamp forest.

The lizardmen have lived on the outskirts of the swamp forest for so long that they have naturally eaten everything, and the moss monsters are no exception.

When she was a child, every time the harvest moon came, her father would follow the hunting party into the swamp, hunt and collect a basket full of moss monsters, make salads and feed them to her. This was her favorite food.

But now my father is gone...

With a hint of sadness, Sergash bit the moss monster in his hand.

Chapter 16 The Importance of Food

“Crack—hiss!”

The moment Sergash's teeth pierced the cold and slippery gelatin, the plump and elastic insect flesh burst in her mouth like the fattest swamp leech.

"Um?!"

This moss monster was much more delicious than she had imagined.

It is juicy and has a unique swampy aroma.

Mmm...it's the taste of happiness.

Sergash felt as if he had forgotten all his troubles and turned into a slime, bubbling happily.

It was like returning to the midsummer in her memory, when she was not even as tall as the other wolf teeth on her father's waist, she grabbed a moss monster with both hands and bit it clumsily, and the delicious taste of the plump insect meat still lingered.

She was intoxicated by it, feeling her body warm, even her wounds itchy, and the breath of life was sprouting.

When she came to her senses, she found that the moss monster Chen Yu was hunting had been eaten by her without her noticing.

Sergash suddenly felt his face getting hot.

She understood the importance of food better than anyone else, especially in the dangerous swamp, where food was another life for the lizardmen.

Look what she has done.