With that, they no longer had any doubts about the Slimes' power.
Once the initial cleanup of the battlefield was complete, piles of loot had been gathered.
Count Brand personally led a team to ransack the armory and ore warehouse in the goblin living quarters. They found a wealth of fine weapons and equipment, along with a small amount of precious mountain copper, all of which was transported back to the territory by the Beetles.
Seeing that the battlefield cleanup was nearly finished, Anvil and Kane led the slaves, who had been waiting anxiously on the periphery, back to the area.
The group gazed at the Slime perched atop the small crocodile, then cautiously approached, bowing to express their gratitude.
Standing nearby, Count Brand cleared his throat and lifted his head high.
"Ahem. Our great Majesty says that rescuing you was merely a trifle."
"Now, you are free."
"If you wish to leave, you may go now. The Bee Guards will guide you out of the Underground City."
