Tensei Shitara Slime Datta

Chapter 43: War Reparations

The day the coalition was established would be a great memorial day for the monsters.

Each of them received a name.

Just kidding .

While it sounds cool, you should think about who will give them a name.

There's 150 grand, shit. It was just frivolous. I mean, I had hibernated three days after mentioning only five hundred goblins!

By the time I mention 150 thousand, they will die of starvation!

I plan to ignore it this time, but …

However, I also need to devour their sins.

And somehow, when they move up to the C + rating, it seems they will be back to D in about two weeks.

They were only strengthened by the abilities of the Orc Lord.

And once they lose their magic energy, I will eat it and return it to them. Thus, I will be able to give their names without exhausting in vain.

So there is no problem in naming them .. except that I will run out of simple letter combinations.

Even if I started giving the same name in different districts, managing the process would be troublesome.

There was only one thing to do, the most extreme and supreme method. I will name them based on the series with unlimited potential!

Right! Numbers!

Sounds like a citizen's registration number? Frankly, this is the most efficient method.

Since they can at least line up in formation, I have them march in the swamps.

Would they hate being named for a prank?

I have a thought that passes by, but once the magical energy disappears, they will move into a horde of 150 thousand.

That's too much to let go.

Being only D rank, they would not pose much of a threat; however, I could see them breaking into private property.

Moreover, like them, I could not expect much from their work skills, making the coalition somewhat pointless.

Also, if they evolve, their status increases and their reproductive ability decreases — that we know of since I named goblins.

So, I will exercise the right of the winner here.

The great clans will be separated by their names: Yama (mountain), Oka (hill), Hora (cave), Umi (sea), Kawa (river), Ko (lake), Mori (forest), and, Kusa (grass), and Suna (sand).

For example, a man from the mountains would be a "Yama-1M". A woman would be a "Yama-1F". That's how I diversified their names.

Honestly, managing this is still going to suck. For the kids I decided to go with something like "Yama-1-1M", for example.

It would probably be more appropriate to give a name or letter combination only, but I will leave it to them for a new name.

And thus, I absorbed their magical energy, and gave them a name.

I first aligned them with the clans, then separated them by gender, and started giving them names; as you would expect, it took a while.

However, I can give them all names without endlessly worrying.

They are named based on their place in the line. I'm not trying to match names for parents and children.

They should only name themselves if they are not satisfied.

In this way, I keep mentioning everything.

I then asked the clan representative to conduct a census. But since they had no paper, it was just to make sure there were no mistakes.

But in reality, there is nothing to worry about – those named can not forget it.

Unlike humans, monsters always knew names engraved on their souls.

I then started giving and each name.

No more than five seconds per person.

But ... naming each one still takes 10 days.

Of course, when I named them without a break, I couldn't let Benimaru and the others have fun.

I asked Dryad Trainee to escort them to the Treant community.

To transport food.

Is it really enough to feed 150 grand? While I have such worries, I can only believe in his words.

At the very least, I wish there was enough to last a year.

I'm not worried about the operator at all.

The main concern of war is logistics. Letting the starving front line make a defeat.

No matter how big their respective demons were, bringing enough food for all orcs was definitely difficult.

And yet!

The Storm Wolves, as Ranga evolved into the Tempest Star Wolf, had evolved into the Star Wolves.

Each one is at least B rank now. High ranking monsters.

Their numbers were still a hundred, but they had opened up the Star Leader's evolutionary variation.

And don't forget to mention that they can all use 『Shadows Step』 now.

They can't move as instantly as Souei or Ranga do, but they can easily move faster than sound.

And they are now moving ignoring any obstacles – directly to their target.

Closing the distance away with each step, they moved three times their original speed. In short – is very fast.

So I also asked the powerful Star Wolves handle hauling provisions.

If we use the train, the journey of – with the required detour – will take two months; in this way, the round droplets only take one day.

However, the Goblin riders were unable to travel with them.

I don't know if this is something they can learn through practice, but I want them to try it.

So after staying with me, the Goblins helped organize the Orcs.

So, we found a method to get food.

Which makes me worry about food reserves …

I mean, Treants are monsters that survive on water, sunlight, and air alone.

They would plant the fruit using their magical energy, but no one would eat it.

They were meant for races that lived in the holy land, but an immortal race they had just gathered.

Moreover, the fruit is magical, not rotting no matter how long time passes.

By the way, as I learned later, this fruit is sold as a rare ingredient called "Dried Treant" in the human market.

It is very hard to find and can be sold for a large amount of money.

The reason for the price was its abundant magical energy. Just one drop can keep you going for seven days. Without the hunger.

Another reason for the high price is the fact that Treants do not interact with other races, and the troublesome Dryad, who manages this product, sometimes gives it as a gift.

When I learned of this fact, I had a little regret about giving it to the Orcs for free.

And hence, thanks to the guidance of Dryad Trainee, we were able to obtain food.

Ten days later.

Tired, I'm done.

I'm almost out of numbers to use. Weary.

However, I was also filled with a sense of accomplishment.

150 grand? Just counting that high is annoying.

Well, by the time I finished naming them, we also finished dividing the food.

Fifty pieces each.

Who probably understood that when they ran out they were starving. So everyone put on a serious expression while receiving the fruit.

Once named, orcs evolved into tall orcs. But since they were unnamed using my magical energy, there was no master-servant relationship between us.

All of them rest on their sincere promise to join and support our coalition.

Their strength reached C + as soon as it evolved, but they settled comfortably in the C rank zone. Considering they were originally D rank, this should be quite good.

More importantly, they become smarter while maintaining their special characteristics.

They developed into a race that could adapt and take advantage of any situation.

After thanking me, they spread each one to their land. Keeping an eye on these are 10 goblin racers per group.

After they confirmed the location, we planned to help them set up the tent. And, guiding them on the necessary skills, we will organize each community.

Although this will not be long, but they will eventually calm down, and their standard of living will increase.

So, we saw a dead orc.

Reminds a certain individual.

The Orc General insisted that I work on it for my pleasure.

But…

I want another worker.

Ah, whatever. Just let him in.

I also need to figure out what to do with full black plate armor, two thousand strong elite Orc troops.

They I can't name using the district. What should I do…

Since they have a yellow aura about them, I decided to name them using colors and numbers.

I glanced at the orc army. And, have them line up as I see fit.

Just like Shuna.

As expected of Chain Food ability 『Gluttony』. It's very effective!

And so I named (the number assigned to) everyone, except the Orc General.

Then the famous Yellow Corps was born. Numbers are assigned indiscriminately gender.

Because there can be no gender inequality among fellow fighters.

I will send them to every community as production workers. Right now, there was no choice but to have them do this kind of work.

Now, about the Orc General.

I'll ignore the feeling of foreboding.

And set a name.

I will enter the Orc Lord's ambition, which he obtained from Gelmudo. Just thinking about Clown's face made me angry, but to the orcs he was an important benefactor.

I didn't care much about his expectations, and I had nothing to base on.

So, the name I'm going to give him,

「By respecting the dying wishes of Orc Disaster, you will be known as Gerudo!」

At that moment, the body of the Orc General was shrouded in a yellow aura, and he began to evolve.

And at the same time, I lost a lot of magical energy. Shit .. so this is really happening.

As usual, I entered a lower activity status (Sleep Mode).

And the next day,

Should I say "as expected" or something? My feeling is very precise.

Elite Orcs have evolved into High Orcs.

Although they had strength that almost surpassed C rank +, they were able to maintain that level. Overall, they had evolved into quite powerful warriors.

Considering that the Goblin Riders are also ranked C +, I seem to have obtained a rather strong army.

Well, even though the Goblin Riders were ranked as such, they really had to be evaluated along with the Star Wolves.

So maybe I shouldn't compare them.

Well, the troubled Orc General, or rather, Gerudo …

He has acquired the unique skills of 『Gourmet』 with the capabilities of 「Silver, Supply, and Request」.

His magic energy was also quite high, almost reaching A rank.

As expected, he no longer had the abilities he had gained from cannibalization. Just because he doesn't need them.

This skill he had obtained was probably because he wanted it from the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps because he had endured pain and suffering, he became a rational and dignified monster.

"Can I be satisfied with such a subordinate?" I had a quick thought, but decided to ignore it.

If he wants to be independent, I'll let him.

Even though he didn't seem to want to do that.

And maybe the Death March is finally over.

Did all their suffering until now is the effect of the – Gelmudo skill that I would not know. Maybe that clown is actually a very powerful man.

I was kidding myself.

The goblin warriors are finally back. Their numbers were greatly reduced, with only 4,000 survivors.

Are they okay? I'm a little worried. But, this is their problem and not something I will interfere with.

Too much intervention would be dangerous for them.

Now, shall we go?

Let's return control of this area back to the lizardmen, say goodbye to the Chief, and the chief.

Although the time we heard was only three weeks, this war felt rather long.

I myself seem to have struggled alone for a long time.

The story of forest disturbance is over.

＊ ＊ ＊

Gabil was brought before the head of the Lizardmen, his father.

When the battle ended, he was thrown in jail.

He was fed every morning and every night, but no one said anything. This kind of lifestyle continued for two weeks.

After all, he was a rebel. Thas right.

While he acted in what he believed was in everyone's best interest, his stupidity nearly wiped out the entire race.

Her fault.

He had no reason to say, nor any desire to come up with anything.

He may face the death penalty. A fact he accepted. But…

Gelmudo betrayed him. Ignoring that fact, it was Slime who saved him.

Lowly monsters. That's how he calls slime.

Although it was not a mistake, it was also.

Slime is special.

Unique and Named, a truly special monster.

If he could have one last wish, he wanted to ask.

Why did you save me?

Misleading, worthless to me. Really idiots.

The thought was on his mind every day for two weeks.

He stood in front of his father.

The atmosphere was heavy, they looked at each other.

A father who, as always, shows no emotions. Ah ... death penalty, huh?

He agreed .

A leader cannot show weakness. He must enforce the law at all costs.

There was no way he could hate her.

He decided to secretly accept his punishment.

「I will impose the penalty! Gabil, you're exiled. You are forbidden to call yourself a Lizardman.

Furthermore, you are forbidden to return. Leaving! Show your face among us no longer! 」

Eh?

What'd he say?

His father's guards guided him by hand outside the cave.

Chief expelled.

And to the confused Gabil,

「Don't forget this! Don't lose it, okay? 」

He was told something was thrown at him.

Along with his goods, the package was wrapped in length. Only by weight did he understand. It was a Magic Weapon: A Water Vortex Spear.

Tears fell from Gabil's eyes, he wanted to say something to his father.

But words will not come out. He's exiled.

Filled with various emotions, he could only bow in gratitude.

And, without looking back, he continued on his way.

To the city that was being built, he had once visited.

After walking a little, though,

「Wait a minute. Gabil-sama! 」

Someone called.

100 subordinates.

「A-what are you doing, idiot! I'm exiled! 」

「No problem for us! We follow Gabil-sama, if you are exiled, then so are we! 」

"""Yes!!!"""

They respond with a smile.

How stupid they are;

This is no place to cry. Like my father, I had to learn to act with dignity .

「What will I do with you! Understand . Follow me!"

And thus he walked.

Filled with a different self-confidence than before.

Gabil's group joined Rimuru a month later.