The Naive Monster
‘…Is that a slime’s voice?’
Indeed…it did sound like a slime.
However, I felt that it was different from the slimes I had tamed.
‘I can hear it too!’
Apparently, the slimes also noticed it now.
So it really was…a slime’s voice.
‘All right, I want you to help me find it!’
And with that, the slimes scattered around in search of whoever was making the noise.
After a short while…the mystery was solved.
‘There it is.’
The voice was coming from the place that the Cockatrice had originally been.
When I arrived…
A single bright, bluebird was on the ground.
It was about the same size as a pigeon.
…Parts of its wings appeared to be covered in the Cockatrice’s poison.
‘Ah! …It’s Slibird!’
One of the slimes said in surprise upon seeing the bird.
Were they acquaintances?
‘That voice… Is it you, slime?’
The bird on the ground asked in a weak voice.
So they did know each other.
‘It is! What happened?’
‘The Cockatrice caught me…and was about to eat me…’
The Cockatrice had said something about using poison to weaken and paralyze people so he could eat them alive.
It seemed that it wasn’t something it only did to humans.
What an awful thing to do.