Volume 3, Chapter 9 – Someone From Home

After voicing her question, Yisi received a baffling answer.

“Very bitter.”

Rather than playing a guessing game, getting the answer directly was faster. Yisi didn’t press further and instead used [God’s Eye] on the slime girl.

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Name : Tiffany

Race : Mutated Slime

Level : 5

HP : 370/400

MP : 50/50

Skills : [Healing Bite], [Shapeshift], [Mimic], [Aura Perception]

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[Shapeshift] was a skill all slimes possessed, and [Mimic] allowed her to transform into things she had seen before. Besides those, the skills most likely to achieve a healing effect were [Healing Bite] and [Aura Perception].

According to God’s Eye, ‘Healing Bite’ was a skill that transferred buffs, allowing her to move the negative effects of a person she swallowed onto herself. [Aura Perception] was a magic that allowed her to sense the condition of those around her through changes in their scent.

So that’s how she knew Mary was infected with the calamity… The “very bitter” she mentioned earlier must have been describing Mary’s scent. Perhaps people infected with the calamity have a smell that’s difficult to detect.

Yisi could relate to this. As a vampire, she was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. Even if there was just a tiny speck of blood on someone’s clothes, she could smell it clearly.

While Yisi was thinking, Ainos’s voice came from outside the carriage. The barrier Yisi had set up only prevented sound from getting out; sounds from the outside were still clearly audible within.

“Miss Camilla, where is Miss Yisi? It’s almost time for dinner.”

“Onee-sama is unavailable at the moment. We will handle our own dinner.”

“I see… In that case, could I ask you to pass a message to Miss Yisi for me, Miss Camilla? I would like to discuss the next few days with her. The adventurers with us are in poor condition, and just traveling is a problem. In their current state, if we run into a monster attack, we might not make it to Antonio City.”

Ainos spoke in a very low voice, clearly afraid of being overheard by others.

Camilla gave a simple reply.

“Mhm.”

“I’m counting on you, Miss Camilla.”

He probably wants to commission me to protect the routed adventurers. Yisi didn’t pay it much mind. Although protecting them would be no problem with her strength, the request was, by any measure, too much to ask. If they didn’t offer appropriate compensation, she would at most look out for the Flame Conquerors. The reason the other adventurers had fallen into such a state was that they had tried to steal the Flame Conquerors’ prey. Greedy people had to pay the price for their greed.

As Ainos’s footsteps faded into the distance, the slime girl, who had turned into a liquid and shrunk under a seat, emerged again. Yisi suddenly understood how the slime girl had managed to break through the adventurers’ perimeter and reach the carriage—she must have turned into a liquid and stuck to the bottom of the carriage long ago.

The slime girl, whose long hair was also translucent green, spoke.

“Who, are you?”

“My name is Yisi. Your name is Tiffany, right?”

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Tiffany first nodded, then tilted her head and touched her chin. Although Tiffany had not formed any facial features, Yisi guessed from the gesture that she was probably frowning.

“Different.”

“I can’t understand what you mean by that.”

Yisi’s words made Tiffany pause for a long time. After nearly five seconds of silence, she spoke in a very stiff, foreign language, enunciating each syllable.

“Some…one…from…home.”

“—!?!”

Although the pronunciation was extremely non-standard, almost unrecognizable, Yisi still identified the language she was speaking.

It was the same language she had used on Earth.

Adrenaline surged through her. Yisi felt her heart begin to beat fervently, her blood racing through her veins. An unstoppable sweat broke out on her back. Just suppressing the urge to jump to her feet in excitement took a tremendous amount of effort.

It took more than a minute for Yisi to calm down enough to repeat the phrase in a more standard accent.

“Someone from home.”

“Mhm…”

Even though it was barely a conversation, the atmosphere in the carriage changed dramatically. The initial unfamiliarity vanished as if it had never existed, and the two formed a silent bond.

What does it feel like to suddenly meet someone from your hometown while wandering alone in a foreign land? Yisi now understood the feeling firsthand, and this sense of kinship was far more profound than any poem could describe. People wandering in a foreign land could always cross a thousand miles to return home, but she was stuck in an unknown other world. Although she had Camilla with her, when she slept alone at night, she couldn’t help but recall various things from Earth.

Suppressing the thousands of thoughts in her mind, Yisi took a deep breath and patted the seat next to her.

“Sit down and let’s talk.”

“Mhm.”

Tiffany’s wariness also disappeared, and she slowly sat down beside Yisi.

Where to begin?

Yisi felt like she didn’t know what to say. It wasn’t that her mind was blank, but that she had too many questions and didn’t know where to start.

“Um… Tiffany, when did you come to this world?”

“One year ago.”

“Were you a slime from the very beginning?”

The answer was a nod.

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Was it like me, where my soul occupied a slime’s body, or was she born as a slime?

These questions were unimportant. Yisi was as nervous as a candidate facing an examiner, her gaze darting around the carriage.

“Just in case, let me ask, you lived in the era of the Republican Calendar, right?”

“Republican… Calendar?”

Tiffany shook her head, then gave an answer that was both expected and astonishing to Yisi.

“A.D. 2230.”

“I knew it.”

In other words, Tiffany and she were not born in the same time period. By time alone, she was born a thousand years after Tiffany. Of course, that was assuming they lived in the same universe. After all, when talking about something as illogical as transmigration, one had to consider parallel universes. The possibility that they came from a place called Earth but with different historical developments was not zero.

It’s so good that our cultures are compatible.

Thinking of this, Yisi quickly threw out her next question.

“Tiffany, do you know of any others like us?”

“Don’t know.”

That’s right. If she knew of others like us, she wouldn’t have appeared before me.

But this also served as a reminder to Yisi. Since there were other transmigrators in this world besides herself, perhaps in the future, she would meet someone who, like her, inherited game stats. Furthermore, there might even be beings from other civilizations.

Knock, knock, knock.

“Onee-sama, dinner is ready.”

Camilla’s voice came from outside. Yisi waved her hand, dispelling the barrier.

“Mhm, I’ll be right out.”

At that moment, Tiffany quietly moved away from Yisi and shrank back into the corner of the carriage she was in before.

Is she worried about passing the calamity to me?

Thinking of this, Yisi suddenly had an idea.

“Um, Tiffany, you have the ‘Mimic’ skill, right?”

“Mhm.”

“Can you turn into someone you’ve seen before? If you have expressions, it’ll be easier for me to understand you.”

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Her current faceless appearance was, no matter how you looked at it, a bit terrifying.

At Yisi’s suggestion, Tiffany began to change. First, she gradually developed a human skin tone, then facial features emerged from her skin. After a series of what could only be described as grotesque contortions, she transformed into a girl of about twelve with spring-green twin-tails.

Perhaps because the original model was very beautiful, although Tiffany’s appearance was only that of a twelve-year-old, her features were as exquisite as if carved by a master artisan. Her thin, vibrant lips combined with her narrow eyes gave off the impression of a sly and mischievous girl. Of course, right now, Tiffany’s green eyes were almost devoid of emotion, which ruined the mischievous impression her appearance gave.

If Yisi had to find something slime-like about Tiffany, it would only be her spring-green hair and eyes. Other than that, the current Tiffany was no different from a human.

No, that’s not right. A human girl would definitely not be standing naked with an underdeveloped body, barefoot on the wooden carriage floor without even shoes or socks.

Yisi quickly took a bedsheet from her inventory and covered Tiffany’s body, averting her gaze and coughing lightly.

“Ahem, you should put some clothes on first, Tiffany. Weren’t you worried about your calamity spreading to others? You can try eating these two things.”

Yisi handed over both Winterbloom Grass and a magic potion from ‘Ragnarøk,’ but Tiffany only chose the magic potion, pushing the Winterbloom Grass back into Yisi’s hand.

“Don’t want.”

“Have you tried using Winterbloom Grass before? It should be able to cure you.”

Tiffany shook her head again, her spring-green twin-tails swaying from side to side.

“Useless.”

Then, before Yisi could reply, Tiffany’s human hand suddenly melted, turning into a pale green, jelly-like slime. The magic potion in her hand then sank into it as if into water, slowly merging into Tiffany’s body.

It seems only her appearance was mimicked; her internal organs weren’t replicated.

An expected result.

Yisi silently quipped to herself as she put the Winterbloom Grass back into her inventory.

Since God’s Eye was still active, Yisi could clearly see the changes in Tiffany’s status bar. Unlike ordinary herbs, magic potions took effect extremely quickly. The one she had given Tiffany should have worked instantly after being ingested.

However, the reality was contrary to her expectations. Tiffany’s lost HP recovered a little, but the ‘Calamity Affliction’ status was not removed.

“Ineffective?”

“Calamity, curse.”

“Even if it’s a curse, it should definitely be curable…”

In disbelief, Yisi stuffed another bottle of magic potion into Tiffany’s hand, but the result was the same.

“Hmph.”

She frowned.

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Compared to Yisi, Tiffany appeared very calm, but the calmer she was, the more frustrated Yisi became.

“Tonight, leave.”

Yisi glanced at the sky—the sun was about to set.

“You’re leaving?”

“Mhm. Contagious.”

Tiffany affirmed flatly. Yisi clicked her tongue.

“Tsk, has it come to this? Is the dumbest method the only one left? I have a way to cure the calamity, but it will be very extreme. Are you willing to try it, Tiffany?”

Humans were, after all, social animals, and the same was true for Tiffany even though she was now a slime. She couldn’t just watch a fellow person from her world bear a calamity and live like a beast in the mountains.

“Extreme?”

A hint of confusion entered Tiffany’s voice. Yisi quickly explained.

“Since you’re a slime, that means you have a magic core, right? Slimes can regenerate with water. So, if I take out your magic core, then disinfect the dried skin I get from your body, the calamity should disappear with it. You should know what an infectious disease is. The calamity must be a type of infectious disease.”

The current Tiffany was equivalent to a mobile virus bank. But if she could eliminate the virus-carrying liquid and then regenerate her from a disinfected magic core and corpse, it should theoretically be possible to cure the calamity afflicting her.

As for the stability of the magic core and corpse, Yisi had already tested them before. A slime’s magic core and corpse were both very stable; they wouldn’t change their properties even if placed directly in fire.

Seemingly pondering Yisi’s words, Tiffany’s delicate eyebrows furrowed together.

“Calamity, magic.”

“Be more specific.”

“Disinfect, magic.”

“Are you asking me to use magic to disinfect?”

She had originally planned to just boil them in water.

“Use both.” Tiffany looked at Yisi with a serious expression. “Believe you.”

Stunned for a moment, Yisi let out a long breath. Then, she bent down and extended her open palm towards Tiffany.

“I will definitely protect you.”

Understanding Yisi’s meaning, Tiffany also extended her smaller hand, and their two palms met.

“Mhm. Thank you.”