The Lizardmen Village
The little slime was escorted by the Lizardmen and some Humans tied in ropes—who was all held captive. They were dragged with a long rope, carried by a fellow Lizardman.
The meteorite was also dragged with a wheeled cart, pushed by at least two Lizardmen, taking turns, seeing how heavy the rock is.
The little slime was carried in one of the Lizardmen's arms, as though he was carried like a new born baby. He was greatly cared for, yet, he was feeling watched at the same time.
The eyes of the Lizardmen from a distance were so obvious, that the little slime felt a little overwhelmed. "It's understandable." The little slime muttered with a sigh, "Anyone can be at least suspicious of an unidentified creature." The little slime continued to mutter.
After a while of walking on the vastness of lush greens and trees, the Lizardmen arrived on a cliff as the little slime saw what seems to be clusters of houses by the distance.
It was a village. A huge one, to say. It was made of wood that looked like it belonged to the neighboring trees and window glasses were replaced with brown leather—It looked like early-age houses. Like those houses from Native Americans.
Even though it was a really prehistoric build; when the little slime arrived. It was a really clean environment. Trash bins are present, the ground is deprived of feces— where the Old Earth has had trouble for millennia; giving diseases to the less fortunate.
The little slime feared for the worse but when he witnessed the clean atmosphere, he gave out a sense of relief.
Their arrival was rather special as their return caused the entire village to flock and witness as the villagers clapped and shouted with joy—seeing as the troops were carrying humans and a huge meteorite.
"They won!" One fellow villager shouted.
"They actually won! All hail the Chief!" They started to cheer as they shouted the name of the Chief. Though the eyes began to multiply, the little slime just ignored with a really nervous smile.
In the middle of the village was a giant hut—a town hall?
The little slime and the Chief entered the town hall as they entered into a pretty open space with a throne on the end of the town hall. That's where the Chief sat as he put the little slime on a small table.
In front of them were Lizardmen that had white robes, signifying that they were in some sort of power over something. The white robe that they were wearing looked like kimonos, with a knot in their belly to prevent them from falling.
Although there were only five of them, they were kneeling in front of the Chief. It meant that the Chief was higher in power than them and the little slime observed that something in this group was awfully wrong.
"Let me introduce you to the Barons." The Chief said to the slime as he comfortably sat on his throne with both of his arms on the rail.
"What is that creature, Chief?" A Lizardman with a muscular build asked. He was different from the others as he seemed middle age that was wider and taller than the others. He looked more like a bodybuilder than a lizard.
"Now that I think about it, they all look so unique." The slime muttered as he looked at the others.
One had really pale scales and really thin arms, he looked like he was gonna die of something at any moment.
Another looked like a grumpy old man holding, with a beard flowing up to his stomach. He looked like he's gonna hit me with his cane for stealing his cookies or something.
The one had a sword that similarly looked like a katana as he was really chill with a pipe on his mouth—blowing smoke like a cigarette.
The last Baron or Baronet, "A hottie." The little slime dripped a little saliva as he stared at her with lustful eyes. He blushed as the figure was too surreal to be a lizardman. She had a slim waist and gigantic breast, even with her scales; she was so attractive.
"Don't stare too much, benefactor. Her eyes can turn you into a slave." The Chief said as he smirked, looking at how the little slime lusted over the pretty baronet.
The little slime broke the eye contact when he panicked like a cat as he looked back at the Chief, "What do you mean slave!" He shouted as sweat came out from his head.
"Her magic is hypnotism so it's not a good idea." The Chief replied.
The Baronet crawled up her way to the slime as she spoke in a seductive voice, "That was such a close call." she said as she softly swept her hands on the little slime's gelatinous body.
The little slime blushed as the touch of a woman kinda bewitched by the Baronet. "Stop it Leana, we are having a meeting." The old-man Baron said as he squinted his eyes and an unsmiling voice.
"Okaaay..." The Baronet who is called Leana replied as she stood and walked back to her place. Kneeling back as she gave a wink to the little slime.
"Now, tell us what that creature is." The old man asked the chief with the same tone as earlier.
"Don't talk to the Chief like that, old man." The bodybuilding Baron replied to the old man with a calm yet superious voice.
"Shut up boy, I've been here longer than you!" The old man shouted back.
The Chief smashed his spear on the ground as the sound of it made the argument cease, "We are not here for a quarrel and I will explain who and what this creature is." The chief answered as the meeting started.
The meeting reported all what happened—about the fight and the appearance of the little slime. The little slime also explained that he was brought to life for the purpose of balancing the world (which is a lie).
The Barons introduced themselves, including the Chief.
>The Chief was named Roquel De Lagartija
>The Old Man Baron was named Crocus The Hermit
> The Bodybuilding Baron was called Laguar The Strong
> The Pretty Baronet was called Bonet of the Eyes
> The Swordsman-looking Baron was called Espachi of the Sword.
Or simply: Roq, Croc, Lag, Bonet, and Espachi.
They also gave the information about the world and the inhabitants that live through this vast world.
That night, they started a feast for the victory over the humans—with the slime in the center of the celebration with the villagers explained about the little slime; which they happily accepted into the village.
That night, it was the first time the little slime actually thanked the Guide for being transported in another world as he drank and ate with all his might; even though he can't feel or taste the food.