I Paired Up With a Woman From an Adventurer Matchmaking App, She Had Perfect Compatibility, But the Worst Personality. When Our Erotic Compatibility Exceeded 200%, She Became the Most Obedient Team Member at Night. - Chapter 3
“P-please… forgive me…! If my Magic Core is destroyed… I won’t be able to control the magic that sustains my body. Then… I’ll… I’ll die…!”
We had managed to defeat her.
The location was the Slime Queen’s Tower, far from our base city.
The towering spire, approximately fifty stories tall, grew narrower as it approached the summit, and the slimes inhabiting each level became increasingly powerful.
At the very top awaited adventurers: the Slime Queen, ranked third among the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Lord’s Army.
…The very monster whose Magic Core—equivalent to a heart for monsters—was now on the verge of being destroyed by Cordelia.
“…H-help me…! I… I don’t want to die…! Please…!”
The Slime Queen, pleading tearfully, possessed a face, torso, and limbs just like us humans. Her long hair, carelessly draped, cascaded down to her hips. In silhouette, her form resembled that of a well-proportioned and beautiful human woman.
Yet one crucial detail set her decisively apart from humanity.
As her title “Slime Queen” implied, her entire body was composed of viscous, gelatinous slime. Moreover, her flesh was dyed a malevolent purple, a shade utterly alien to any human skin tone. It was a physiologically repulsive color, as if condensing all the malice in the world into a single hue.
Beauty and ugliness intertwined, harmonizing in an impossible balance within this enigmatic lifeform. That was the true appearance of the Slime Queen.
Cordelia’s right arm was impudently thrust into the Slime Queen’s slender waist, piercing through the gelatinous flesh.
In her palm, she held the Slime Queen’s vital Magic Core.
“P-please…! I’ll quit the Demon Lord’s Army’s executive ranks right now! I’ll tell you everything I know! I’ll even become your servant! No, please, let me become your servant! Just don’t kill me!”
Slimes were fundamentally simple lifeforms, incapable of communicating with humans.
However, the Slime Queen, who styled herself as one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Lord’s Army, possessed intelligence far surpassing that of ordinary slimes.
Indeed, she was now desperately pleading for her life.
Her gelatinous face was twisted with terror, tears, and snot streaming uncontrollably down her face.
By the way, here are some of the memorable lines the Slime Queen had hurled at us just minutes before:
“Slurrararara! What’s this? My room suddenly reeks of some unfamiliar, foul-smelling trash!”
“You think you can take me on with just the two of you? Don’t underestimate me, you fools!”
“Fine! I’ll clean up this garbage and earn the Demon Lord’s praise!”
“My ability allows me to nullify any attack—strikes, slashes, impacts—using my shapeless slime body! Your future ends here… now!”
“Burst forth…!”
Her overconfidence was so extreme that even I, who had come to defeat her, couldn’t help but wonder, “Is she really okay?”
As expected, the Slime Queen was utterly helpless against our flawless teamwork, easily pinned down by Cordelia.
Pinned to the floor of the boss room, the Slime Queen gazed up at Cordelia, who straddled her, immobilizing her completely. Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded, “Please! Just spare my life!”
“Hmm, what should I do?”
“This is too much! You’re treating my life way too lightly! I’m so cornered it’s almost funny! Ahahaha… I think I’m done for!”
“What happened to that ‘Slalalalala!’ laugh you were doing earlier?”
“That was just an act! It only comes out when I’m trying to play a character, not when I’m actually desperate!”
A Demon Lord’s Executive putting on an act…
I approached Cordelia, who was pinning down the Slime Queen, with a sigh.
“Cordelia, that’s enough.”
“Kent.”
Cordelia turned her head toward me. Whether she understood my intention from my slight head shake or not, she reluctantly withdrew her smooth, white right hand from the Slime Queen’s abdomen.
The Slime Queen, now freed from Cordelia’s grip, visibly relaxed, relieved. Her pitiful expression, begging for mercy, hardly seemed fitting for the third-ranked member of the Four Heavenly Kings, the Demon Lord’s elite executives.
I walked over to the Slime Queen with light steps.
“The adventurer’s iron rule is to destroy the Magic Core immediately.”
I ignored her pleading gaze. I slammed the heel of my boot into her slender waist.
A gurgling scream escaped from deep within the monster’s throat.
Simultaneously, a sickening crack echoed as the Slime Queen’s Magic Core shattered beneath my boot.
The Magic Core was the vital organ that controlled a monster’s magical power.
With it destroyed, the Slime Queen lost the magic necessary to maintain its form, and its gelatinous body began to collapse.
True to form, the Slime Queen, its Magic Core crushed, emitted a faint, inarticulate wail as its shape rapidly disintegrated.
Then, in the next instant…
A light clatter sounded from behind Cordelia.
Looking back, I saw a sharp dagger carelessly discarded in her blind spot.
The dagger’s hilt was stained with a viscous, purple slime.
That ominous hue matched the color of the Slime Queen, now in its death throes.
Cordelia glanced down at the knife aimed at her blind spot, snorted, and stood up.
I grinned at her and called out,
“That was a close one.”
“Not really. I knew it was there. If you hadn’t stepped in, I would have taken care of it myself before it could attack.”
“Probably. Well, let me have my moment once in a while.”
“Oh? Trying to look cool? How very boyish of you.”
“Shut up…”
“But… was it really okay to finish it off?”
“What do you mean?”
“The Slime Queen.”
“Huh?”
I tilted my head.
Was it okay? Of course it was! We came here to kill it in the first place.
Cordelia stared intently at the slime clinging to her right arm, then answered my unspoken question.
“That’s not it. Since we had the chance, wouldn’t it have been better to keep her alive and threaten her to get some information? As an executive of the Demon Lord’s Army, she must possess some pretty important secrets.”
“Well, you have a point.”
It seemed Cordelia had deliberately spared the Slime Queen, hoping to extract every last bit of information from her.
I see. That was certainly a valid approach. It might even be a necessary step for humanity’s future confrontations with the Demon Lord’s Army.
But even considering that, I still shook my head.
“Cordelia, you just graduated from the training academy, so you might not fully grasp this yet.”
“What do you mean?”
Cordelia frowned, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. I explained:
“In my fairly extensive experience as an adventurer, even the slightest greed can be fatal. We came here to defeat the Slime Queen. Therefore, we should focus solely on that objective until the very end.”
“You never know what might happen on the battlefield.”
I said, kicking the dagger lying on the floor.
A small slime darted out from the gap in the dagger’s hilt, as if trying to escape.
The venomous red slime could cause skin to fester as if severely burned, with even the slightest contact with its mucus.
Cordelia stared blankly, her eyes wide with surprise.
She had clearly noticed the approaching dagger, but she hadn’t considered the possibility that another poisonous slime might be hiding inside.
I jogged over and crushed the small red slime under my boot, finally bringing silence to the Slime Queen’s boss room.
Cordelia then stuck out her lower lip in a pout and roughly swept her blonde twin tails back with her hand.
“…Are you at the age where you want to look cool?”
The words were blurted out as if they were the most sarcastic thing I could muster, but to me they sounded nothing more than like two cute kittens frolicking.
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