The Slime Administrator

Chapter 18: That time

I made this at 1 A.M., not sory for any mistake. I'mma patch them all up in the morning. Good night. :)

P.S. Does the text feel hurt to read? Like the "Enter" spacing good enough or what? Let me know please :)

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HOLY KINGDOM, MIDNIGHT

Ruminas woke up once again into her eternal life. With a single yawn, she stretched her body, releasing crispy, cracking sounds.

She groaned as her movement felt sluggish, "Hm, it seems I haven't even moved a single inch in my sleep....tch, should've asked Rimuru for that skill."

The moon and its stars revealed themselves on the glass dome, a jaw-dropping scenery for the commonwealth, especially when the moon's light pierces into the room. Yet her expression remains annoyed as her joints were moving like ever so painfully.

She sat up in her love-shaped queen-sized bed, her hair went loose yet remained in its impeccable state within her daily life and clasped her hand on her blankets, covering her entire bare body on the bed sheet.

It suck, she admits.

Some might think it is a blessing to keep your natural beauty even after you sleep. She once agreed long ago, as she was unmatched by the world's standard. Everyone adores her, even her creator.

Even after a certain thunder coo coo lizard thrashed her previous kingdom, she could still find something to keep her dopamine up and about.

But she doesn't even know if even that could satisfy her now. Empty praises, whole-hearted praises, insults, and fake insults are all the things she heard in her long-lived life.

Life felt emptier as she knew half of the world's secrets. All the dramas of the past had come to make the present miserable.

Well, maybe the bed activity did thrill her heart. But the sages are dead and old, she doesn't want a crippled partner on her bed, could've made them a vegetable if she weren't careful.

She needs to use her beauty, it's a shame if it goes to waste. But to whom shall be worthy enough-

She heard a familiar number knock on her door, "Come in." She spoke with grace.

A vampire entered her chamber, his body solid like rock, and his posture signifies a prideful man, "Your Grace, I reckon the potion doesn't work?"

She clicked her tongue in annoyance, "Yes, I'm afraid the witch you so trusted couldn't even reach my expectations. And the taste is horrible!"

The buff vampire man could only nod to his master's complaints. He has pledged an unconditional loyalty to this primal vampire, anything to satisfy her.

Although it does get a bit lonely from time to time. There were three of them, with him being the voice of reason, his lord as the 'bossy' type, and his brother as the aggressive lad.

She groaned once again, "I could taste dirt, and it will still have a better flavour than this. Guh, what's wrong with people these days? 'If it's bitter, then it's working', what utter bull-"

"Your Grace," He cut her mid-sentence, "even while in private settings, it's best to keep provanity to a minimum."

Ruminas opened her mouth yet kept the word at bay, as this conversation is but a futile yapping, just as Louis said.

She then stood up from her bed and left her blankets behind with a morning scowl, "And where is Roy? I didn't remember giving him an away assignment. ROY!!"