Chapter 12 - A rare slime!

"So why am I here, Xanda? And where is here exactly?" Looking around once more, I didn't see anything new apart from the additional slime left by the twelve dead slimes and the one dwarf lying in a pool of his own blood who wouldn't renounce his god, Dwargo, for the primordial demoness Lilith, and her church.

"As for the why, you are here because I resurrected you here. And as for the where, you are in the dwarven kingdom."

"But I need to find someone in Eden," as per Adam's advice – a senile old man who will give me my second job that will allow me to extract materials from everything and anything, which I could then use for many purposes, such as making money, for instance, or commissioning craftsman to make equipment that I could then feed to my Maou's set, strengthening it.

"Forget about Eden for the time being and focus on the dwarven kingdom for now."

"And why should I do that?" I asked, crossing my arms underneath my voluptuous, supple breasts. Since I was wearing a matte breastplate of the maou, there were no boob physics, you perverts.

"Because Eden woke up… and it's too early for her to know of your existence, that of the second true Maou."

"And what happens if she does?" She will kill me, and then I will resurrect. No big deal.

"If Eden becomes aware of your existence, she will track you down no matter where you might be, and then she will kill you, but not before torturing you, as that is what she did with the first true Maou. She might even add rape into the mix as you are a woman. You will beg for death. However, she will deny it. Time and time again. And finally, when you are just a lifeless, mindless, broken thing, she will kill you. That will be the end. Don't even think for a second that it won't be, as I won't be able to resurrect you. Just how I wasn't able to resurrect the first true Maou…"

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