Chapter 123 - Lonely time, Lonely Slime

Lucas deadpanned. "Oh, wonderful. Very specific."

The slime giggled again, a strange, liquid ripple running through its translucent form. Then, without warning, it bounced toward him, pressing lightly against his leg once more. This time, the sensation wasn't just soft—it was oddly warm.

Lucas tensed. "What are you—?"

"Come." The slime's voice lowered to a whisper, almost as if it carried a strange allure. "Before something else finds you."

Lucas hesitated. Everything about this situation was bizarre. First, a talking slime. Now, it was giving him cryptic warnings like some kind of eldritch guide. But as much as he wanted to question it, he knew one thing for certain—he wasn't in a position to be picky.

With a reluctant sigh, he gestured vaguely. "Fine. Lead the way, blob."