The Man Picked up by the Gods

Morning of departure

Next day

Hmm?

In the morning, when I opened my eyes, I noticed that the room was different. The light source in the room is one of the magic of the pillow lights. It's also dim because it keeps the light down, but I quickly figured out what's different. I don't have anything.

No, I was convinced once that you packed yesterday... but if you look closely, it's still weird.

When I poured magic into the magic stone on the pillow and lit up the room, there was not a single thing in the room (...). I put things in the item box on hand yesterday in packing, but left the table, chairs, shelves and other furniture intact. I don't even remember bothering to break it. Yet I don't see it anywhere. Or even disappearing to the bed I should have slept in.

What's this all about? No way, it was stolen or something... that's not true. If a thief came in from outside, I'd notice, and Slime should notice and make a scene. I let the Dukes stay at home last night, but I don't think they'll steal it.

Mostly stone furniture made of such earthly magic wouldn't cost a lot, and what kind of thief thinks a cave like this has something of value in the first place? There were lots of loots, but those were already in the item box. And then when I say it strong, it's about slime......! What about the slime!?

"Whoa!?

Usually one can't confirm the appearance of the cleaner slime in the room, and as soon as he tried to jump out of his bunk, his body suddenly gets wrapped up in a floating sensation, followed by shock and blunt pain.

"All the time, that?

When I wake up, my surroundings are dim again. If you turn on the lights, this time in the room as usual. I packed and am idle, but I do have furniture such as desks and chairs. The impact of the body also seems to have been caused by falling out of bed...

"What, a dream..."

If you calm down, there's one cleaner slime that rides itself out to peek into me from the top of the bed. I could confirm that all the other slimes were in the cave.

Damn, I hope you don't threaten me...... but who am I supposed to tell in this case...... yeah no. How long till the sun rises? Only yesterday on my desk...

"... there was"

Looking on my desk, I have the magic tool clock I got yesterday. The dial of the clock has letters and two needles on a round, thin metal plate, supported by two strands of metal bars close to the letter Y standing on a round pedestal. I thought it was a mirror when it was put out of the wrap because I couldn't see the mechanical structure that moves the clock, although the pedestal, the support, the dial, everywhere it was understated and well decorated. In fact, the back of the dial is so polished that I don't think it can even be used as a mirror.

The dials are arranged in the same way as the earth with letters representing a number of 1 to 12, 12 hours in one turn. It will be a day in the next 24 hours. And an hour is 60 minutes. In other words, it is easy to read because it can be used in the same way as Earth.

However, I somehow feel that a minute of earth and a minute of this world are subtly different lengths when I stare at them. Well, I've never cared about the length of a day since I first came to this world, and I've lived three years without time, so maybe my internal clock is just crazy...

Anyway, if you check on that clock, the current time is about to be 5: 30. I can't read morning or afternoon on this watch, but naturally it would be morning. If it was afternoon, I'd be a big sleeper.

I can go back to sleep lightly, but I'm not in the mood for it. I thought, I could hear suppressed footsteps from the back.

"Sebastian,?

"Good morning, Master Lyoma"

Looking in the direction where the footsteps were heard, the butler of the Duke's house walks in from the back.

"What's up?

"Because there was light leaking in the hallway after hearing strange noises earlier"

Apparently, you heard me fall out of bed.

"Wake me up, did you?

"No, our servants are usually awake at this hour, so Arone and Lillian are awake, too. Some others are still asleep."

"Really..."

Then the sun will rise already and we'll go to the river to get some water. It's just a waste of time to sit still, or it would be annoying to do a lot of things here.

If you tell Mr. Sebastian that, you can magically get it out with water, right? I was told to train lightly or walk a little before going out. I left the house in the bathroom, in the kitchen, telling her that I could use whatever equipment I wanted in the house.

"Phew."

When you go outside, the quiet woods and morning air stroke your skin, staining your lungs as you breathe. Its cold is pleasant, the sun seems to be starting to rise from the distant sky, and it is really easy to walk because it is bright enough that there are no problems outside without having to turn on the lights.

Step on wet grass with morning dew and relax on the familiar path. I realized how many times I had come and gone along the road leading up to this river... and when I was immersed in sentiment. That dream room was my (...) home when I came to this world.

There are parts of it that are a little vague and I can't remember, but I don't think that dream had a map of the wall or a passage to the back as well as furniture. When I was just here, it was a repeat of digging a house, securing food, and pumping water... I remember. I'm just close to that dream when I kept digging and I could afford my living space. So, yeah, right here.

There is a river running in front of me that always drew water. Depth goes from ankle to knee deep. It's not very deep, but it has a wide width and a constant mild water sound.

"'Rock'"

Make water bottles with dirt magic.

Since I got used to water magic, I've had more magical days, but I used to always draw water here every morning.

I think I spent most of my time either at home or here at the time washing my body, doing laundry, practicing moulds by the river.

So, this is how I came to get water the morning I could afford the house... and picked up the slime that had flowed.

I've seen enough slime floating in the river stream for a long time, but the closer I reached that day, the closer I came, so I somehow hoisted it up in a water bottle, and somehow took him home to sign up for obedient sorcery practice.

The fundamentals of obedience magic, "obedience contract" is the magic of using magic as a thread spinning object to connect oneself with the warcraft, once the contract is signed, one can grasp some communication of will, orders, and positions unless the contract is cancelled.

But when I saw him shivering his body into small pieces with “fear” if I put into words the emotions of the slime that I vaguely felt at the time of my first contract, I named that slime "Tabuchi-san." Because the impression of the first meeting with the former subordinate from whom the name was based was very similar.

In the beginning, Tabuchi in Slime was slow to see if he had been flushed and weakened. If I reach out, I won't try to escape just to tremble. If I gave the bait a live green caterpillar, I would let it escape without catching up twice every five times. We approach the river for a drink of water, and the stream drinks us down the river.... I felt like I figured out why the slime was flowing down the river for the first time that day.

Then try feeding him or letting him train him. Evolved, experiments are repeated to this day.

I miss you...... unfortunately Tabuchi isn't here anymore, but I still have the nucleus.

... Speaking of nostalgic, how would your former subordinate Tabuchi be doing by now?

He's a new graduate and he came into my company. A nerdy, chubby, body-shaped man. It was only a long service. As soon as I looked at each other as a mentor, I was trembling when I saw my physique in my previous life. I can't tell you about people, but he's also a bad associate.

But I'm not going to be late, and if you want me to explain how to work and how to do it, you did it. When I made something up, I had the feeling that I was sorry, whether or not I was going to tell them. People with nerd hobbies talked to each other sometimes, even if they had different directions from generation to generation. There were difficulties with Hou Len Soo as well, but they were improving before I died.

I don't think I have a problem with my skill because I worked in public before I died... hopefully that company is quitting and finding a better place to work.

It burned my hands pretty bad now that I think about it, but I think he was a good man in what I had. Otherwise, I wouldn't have used it for the name of the slime even if I remembered. It's not fun to remember a boss or a subordinate who isn't Roku.

Yo (more) is now too numerous and no longer named in the first place... but I can assure you of the discernment and calling of the individual. The effect of the contract is too convenient.

"Hey, what time is it?

Looks like I've been playing with my memories for a long time. The light reflected on the water gets into my eyes, and if I look around, it's much brighter. Practice moulding...... No, I have plans, should I stay back now?

Draw water into a glass of water bottle that you left made and go home with it on your shoulders. Then Jill and Zeph, the escorts, stood in front of the returned house. I'm surprised to see me in charge of a water bottle bigger than my own height. Say hello to them and the clock points to 7: 00 if you let them in the house. It's still been quite a while...... oops.

"Mr. Lyoma, are you back? Good morning."

Mr. Reinhardt came out of the back.

"Good Morning"

"Are you ready?

"No problem, sir."

"Good for you then"

Then I was invited to breakfast, so I waited as I fed the slime till time.

And when it was time, we had dinner with the Dukes, and then we collected the slime and left the house.

Soil magic blocks the entrance to the house...... door tightening complete.

Well... this is the beginning of my first journey!

Separate yourself from feeling nostalgic for three years and turn around.

There were 11 people waiting there who were going to travel together.