Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken novel Chapter 11

The wolves are showing no intentions to move.

This could be bad...

Are they planning on rushing at me with a "Death rather than servitude!"-like howl?

Then it'd become total war.

They have no chance of victory, but we also wouldn't come out unscathed.

Having come this far without injury... we'd definitely win, but I'd rather avoid further combat.

Compared to earlier noise, an eerie silence fills the battlefield.

The fang wolves are have all focused their sight on me.

I slowly began to move.

I don't know how they'll react to what I'm about to do, but this is at least necessary for them to recognize the death of their leader.

I approached the leader's corpse. No one moved to stop me.

Nearby wolves took a step back.

And then, I devoured the wolf leader using [Predation].

That much is the right of the victor.

ï¼"ï¼"Analysis has been completed.

Ability to mimic the Fang Wolves has been acquired.

Species-specific skills [Supreme Sense of Smell, Telepathic Communication, Coercion] have been acquired.＞＞

[Great Sage] reported in my mind.

Alright.

These guys... though they've just seen their leader eaten, they aren't moving a muscle.

Hmmm.

Totally thought that they'd either run away in panic or grovel in fear if I went this far...

Oh, right! I did say Servitude or Death...

Damn it... adrenaline rushed to my head, and this is the result.

Well, only one thing to do. I guess I'll give them a way out.

With that thought, I mimicked the Fang Wolf.

And,

*Guru, Uooooooooooon!!!*

While activating [Coercion], I howled out.

ŒKukuku! Hear me! I'll let you off the hook this once. Those who would not obey, leave now!!!

So I declared to the wolves.

With this, even these mutts should have the courage to run.

Or so I thought,

(We as one, shall follow You!!!)

They responded and knelt before me.

Though honestly, they really look just like bunch of tired, sleepy dogs.

In any case, they seem to have chosen servitude.

So... when they were motionless"they were busy discussing this?

And with that, the battle of the Goblin Village had concluded.

.

Or so I'd like to say, but it wasn't over yet!

What came after"reconciliation and repairs"was far harder than the fight itself.

"Who the hell ordered this house to be destroyed" and the like...

What to do next? And, what to use for the goblins' beds?

And, who'll walk the dogs...

Though many of them had died, there are still about eighty remaining.

About that... well, let's just say the day is done! Leave all the thinking for tomorrow.

Thus for now, I ordered the dogs to standby, and went to rest by the goblins' bonfire.

Thus came morning.

I thought all night, and finally came up with:

"Make the goblins look after the fang wolves!" Plan.

The goblin fighting force number seventy four members. No casualties from the battle.

There were some scratches, but that's the extent of their injuries.

Of the dogs, eighty one remain.

There were many injured, but with immediate treatment, they have begun recovery.

Even without further meddling, they'll heal nicely. That's how potent their recovery ability is.

After waking up, I had the goblins line up.

The kids and elderly wanted to sneak a peek, but with no houses around, they really stood out.

The village chief was waiting by my side.

He seems to intend to take care of me, which is nice and all... but there's no way I'd be happy getting an old goblin's attention.

That much is dictated by my aesthetic sense.

That is, no matter how many times I reincarnate as a monster, my tastes I shall not yield!

And, as cute things don't exist in this village, so I'll just have to give up for now.

Then, I lined up the wolves in front of the goblins.

Now, then...

ŒSo.... guys. From now on, I'll have you become a pair and proceed together

I wait for their reaction.

However, showing no intention of making noise, they simply await further instructions.

No one seems particularly repulsed by the notion.

This is going good, so far.

ŒYou get what I said, right? Make a group: one goblin and one wolf

When I said that,

The goblins and wolves sat by each other and exchanged glances.

And,

ŒGuga! (Please take care of me!)

ŒGau!](Likewise!)

Is how quickly they got along.

This is the "Yesterday's enemy is today's friend" type of thing, I guess.

And that's when I got the thought.

"They are nameless, aren't they"

Calling out to them would be really inconvenient.

And while glancing at the goblin-wolf pair,

ŒChief, it's really inconvenient to get your attention. So, I was thinking of giving you names. Would that be fine?

Every head turned to me, and every eye focused on me, when I said that line.

The same was true even for the civilians.

ŒWou... would you really bestow such honor on us?

The head asked, overcome by awe.

Hmm? What's with this excitement?

ŒAh, yeah. If it's okay with you, I was planning on giving you names.

The moment I finished the sentence, as if they were all holding their breath, the goblins shouted for joy.

What's up with them?

The situation is basically: GREAT EX-CIT-MENT!!!

If they wanted names this much, they should've just come up with ones....

That's how carefree I was then.

Let's start with the chief.

First, I asked for his son's name. It was "Rigur".

And so, I named the Chief "Rigur-do", Rigurdo.

Not that the name had any specific meaning, I just thought it sounded good.

"Were his son around, I'd call out to him "Rigur!" and the chief would reply "Do!"..." When I said that as a joke, he suddenly got very serious.

Moreover,

ŒTo have been honored with the name of my son, please permit these tears of gratitude!

How much he exaggerates!

To give him a name on a whim kind of makes me feel guilty...