The moment Rimuru finished naming all the monsters, his consciousness indeed fell into a deep sleep, his magicules completely depleted, making Tsukasa shake her head as she watched.
Although she intentionally didn't warn him because she wanted to see Mr. Slime's adaptability, she didn't expect Mr. Slime to be such a dull guy.
Clearly, if he had just split them into several batches and named them over several days, the consumed magicules could have recovered. It wouldn't have come to this, fainting because of excessive consumption. I really don't know if Mr. Slime is faking it or if he's truly a natural airhead who only uses his brain when necessary.
"Lord Rimuru!!!"
Having just finished his evolution, transforming from a frail old village chief into a burly Goblin man, Rigurd saw Rimuru collapse like a puddle of soft mud. The joy of his recent evolution was instantly struck by this event, causing him to let out a cry of grief; anyone who didn't know better would think Rimuru had passed away.
Tsukasa looked at all the monsters that had finished evolving.
The Goblins had evolved into Hobgoblins and Goblina. Their appearance had improved significantly, especially the female Goblina, who looked almost like human beauties. While the male Hobgoblins retained most of their Goblin characteristics, their features had become more refined, no longer looking like low-level monsters.
The Direwolf Clan evolved into the stronger and larger Storm Fang Wolf Clan, gaining higher attribute growth and Skills.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
"Lord Rimuru!!!"
Tsukasa looked speechlessly at the muscular village chief kneeling and wailing before Rimuru's body. With a wave of her hand, she used magic to pull the Slime to her side.
"What are you crying for? The Slime has merely entered a deep sleep due to magicule depletion. He'll wake up naturally after some time. Instead of crying here, you'd be better off completing the tasks the Slime assigned to you before, like building your village."
"Yes, you're right. I wonder what your relationship is with Lord Rimuru, and how should we address you?" Rigurd wiped away his tears and asked very respectfully. Although he knew these two ladies who looked like human females were Lord Rimuru's traveling companions, he didn't know how to address them yet.
"My name is Tsukasa, and the other is Shiro. As for my relationship with Mr. Slime, you can ask him yourself when he wakes up. I'm also curious to see what kind of relationship we have in his eyes."
Tsukasa said meaningfully.
Rigurd instinctively felt that this young-looking lady was very dangerous and quickly lowered his head, not daring to ask further. These matters should be left for Lord Rimuru to handle himself once he woke up; it wasn't something for subordinates like them to interfere with.
"Then Mr. Slime will be left in my care. You all should work hard; I'm sure Mr. Slime will be very happy to see you working so diligently when he wakes up." Tsukasa flew towards her residence with the Slime, encouraging the monsters before she left.
"Oh!!!"
"For Lord Rimuru!!!"
The simple-minded monsters indeed began working with high morale. Seeing this, Tsukasa didn't know what to say; she felt that the monsters in this world were quite different from the ones she used to know.
She brought Rimuru home and, looking at the puddle of mud, casually placed him on a chair. Anyway, a miraculous creature like a Slime wouldn't die from lack of food or drink. Just leave him anywhere, and once his magicules recovered, he would naturally wake up. There was no need to make a big deal out of it.
Shiro looked at Rimuru's pathetic state and asked curiously, "What happened to him?"
He couldn't have provoked Tsukasa and gotten beaten up, could he?
"This fool named all the monsters at once and drained all his magicules."
"Naming?"
Hearing this, Shiro's expression turned a bit sour. To her, naming was like forced slavery, and she had once been forcibly named by D, which instantly brought back very unpleasant memories.
"Did he enslave all those monsters?"
"Are you talking about the effect of forced slavery? No, in this world, simple naming doesn't seem to have that effect. It could even be said to be a thankless task, because it consumes one's own magicules to increase the strength of the named monster, and the named monster isn't forcibly enslaved. However, those monsters really do seem willing to submit to this Slime."
Shiro was stunned for a moment.
Naming doesn't force slavery?
And the named party even gets benefits?
She thought of the naming rules in her world and suddenly felt it was so unfair. In their world, once a monster was named, it would be forcibly brainwashed into becoming the namer's slave. Only a few monsters could break free from this brainwashing effect, and the stronger the namer, the harder it was to escape control.
A big reason why she thought of resisting D was because D had forcibly given her a name back then.
Shiro couldn't help but ask, "Tsukasa, is there a way to remove the forced slavery effect of naming?"
"That? It's actually not hard to remove. You just need to destroy the mental imprint left by the namer in the spiritual space. However, if the namer's strength is far superior, it becomes a bit difficult."
"..."
Shiro stopped talking.
It seemed that breaking free from D's control was indeed not that easy, but it wasn't completely
hopeless. As long as this clone of hers increased to a certain level of strength, she could return and merge with her Main Body, then try to destroy D's mental imprint and escape D's control.
Tsukasa glanced at Shiro.
She could tell Shiro had something on her mind.
But she didn't seem to intend to tell her.
Forget it, she wasn't the type to pry; as long as she knew Shiro wouldn't harm her, that was enough.
She turned on the TV to watch cartoons.
It was the anime adaptation of the popular manga from Rimuru's original world, "Parasyte." But honestly, she didn't like it much. She was more looking forward to the late-night slice-of-life anime, because how could fighting and killing plots be as good as a funny everyday life?
If she wanted fighting and killing, she could experience it firsthand in the other world; it really wasn't that interesting.
Shiro suddenly reached out and poked Tsukasa.
"Hmm?"
"Tsukasa, can you give me a name?"
"Huh?"
Tsukasa had a look of disbelief on her face.
Although she knew Shiro's current race was indeed a monster—no, she herself, as an angel, seemed to be defined as a type of monster in this world too. Although she had many privileges, in this world, except for the human race, other races, including the Dragon Race, were all classified as monsters and could theoretically be named.
But as a Reincarnator, she probably wouldn't like being named by someone else, right? Probably only that Slime over there wouldn't mind such a thing!
But she saw that Shiro looked very serious.
"Tsukasa, I want to become stronger."
"..."
Ugh!
Put that way, it's really hard to refuse.
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