Chapitre 125: She Creates a Small Revolution
"Um...I am not quite following this well, but...you two are from the same place?" Christian asked.
Robin looked up. "Ah. Well, you could say that. Same world, I suppose. But, judging from his accent, He's from England. I've only ever been there for war re-enactments, so I'm pretty sure we've never met before."
"Ah, that's for sure." Quinn nodded. "I was a genuine NEET. There's no way I wouldn't recognize someone I knew. But, out of curiosity, where were you located, Robin?"
"Me? Hmm...Well, on paper, I am an American citizen. But, somehow, I ended up spending most of my time everywhere else? I mean, there aren't really any localized sword arts in a country that's barely 300 years old." Robin replied, somewhat at a loss.
"Ah. True." Quinn nodded. "Out of curiosity, what made you become a swordsman in the first place?"
"Hmm? To be honest, my older brother dragged me into it. Why?" Robin asked.
"Nothing really, it's just that, all the heroes have been swordsmen, so I was wondering if that was somewhat of a pre-requisite for hero summoning. The last hero was a kendo prodigy." Quinn answered.
"Wait, how long have you been here?" Robin asked.
"About 12o years or so, since I left in 2007." Quinn said.
"Um...hate to break it to you, Quinn, but it's only 2019 back on earth." Robin said. "If it truly is the case, where 12 years becomes 120 years...Then there might be a time discrepancy between worlds."
"Oh? Be sure to check the date when you return, then." Quinn replied.
"Now I'm curious." Robin said. "Haven't you ever thought of going back?"
"Of course I have, plenty of times! Just the idea of how many new games there probably are to play gets me excited. But, then again, why would I return to play video games, when I can live in one?" Quinn pointed out.
"I see." At that point, Robin completely forgot why she felt Quinn's backstory sounded familiar.
"When are you going to send us out?" Gerard asked.
"You want to leave that badly, huh..." Quinn noted. "Okay then! everyone into the carriage!"
"But, it's so small. How are we all going to fit in it?" Sir Drago asked.
"You could very well ask how we can fit in a slime's stomach, as well." Chelsea quipped.
"True." Robin laughed. "Come on in, Sir Drago. I assure you, it's bigger on the inside."
"Eh?" Sir Drago did not understand. While everyone filed into the carriage, enjoying Sir Drago's surprise at how much space was inside, Quinn stayed outside until everyone had entered. Then he grew larger, like a bubble, and engulfed the entire carriage before returning to regular size. After that, he disappeared.
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In the grasslands, near the road, a slime spat out another slime. The second slime blew up into a big bubble, before it broke apart, Revealing the carriage from its center. The second slime was then absorbed back into the first slime, leaving the carriage behind. Quinn cleared his throat, then tapped on the carriage door.
The door opened. "Oh? did we forget to let you in, Quinn- eh..."
Robin made a strange face as she looked out at the surroundings. After a few moments, she managed to pull her expression back together.
"That was...Quick." She said, awkwardly.
"Heheh." Quinn used his mimic magic to return to his human appearance. "It's actually a lot easier to speak this way. But, now that you're out, I heard from Oracle that your looking for demon protectorates?"
"Yes. I'm trying to find a way back home, and I heard the Demon King knows a way."
Robin said.
"Well, I can't vouch for the others, but in respect of the fact that we were once in the same world, I can give you my approval." Quinn said, taking out a carved jade seal from his pocket that was slightly different from Oracle's.
"You're going to need this, I think."
"Oh, well, thank you very much!" Robin said while reaching out to take the seal. But Quinn moved his hand back, keeping the seal out of reach.
"In exchange, I want you to give me an update on what happened in the past twelve years. What new gadgets are out? What new games have been released?"
"Um, I'm not exactly well versed on those subjects, but I'll answer what I know." Robin replied.
"Fair enough." Quinn placed the seal in Robin's hand. "For the time being, I suppose I'll also tag along with you to the next town. I need to find an open place to unload the mountain range in my stomach where it's not going to kill the surrounding wildlife."
"You're welcome, I suppose." Robin said. "But I'm curious... This demon protectorate thing. Was it all your idea?"
"Guilty as charged." Quinn struck a pose. "As King of Slimes, I was one of the diplomatic delegates fifteen years ago. You could say I took advantage of the fact that our demon side hadn't come up with a good idea for the checks and ballances, yet."
Robin laughed. "It did seem a bit like something straight out of a game."
"And yet it has worked quite well for these 15 years. No one has been able to bother or infiltrate the demon lord's domains. Well...This is also partially due to my aid as well. My clones are guarding the border very well. And they're all connected to me through my internal storage. Any intruders are forcefully evicted elsewhere. Hehe." Quinn laughed mischievously.
"So you're the reason behind the random teleportations!" Jasmine exclaimed, pointing at Quinn in surprise.
"Oh come off it. Those people were hardly innocent. They were given plenty of warning beforehand, but they decided to stick their uninvited noses in through someone's doorway. You can't blame me if their nose gets struck when the door gets slammed in their face. If they didn't stick their face there to begin with, they wouldn't have gotten their noses jammed." Quinn snorted in a rare display of annoyance.
"Did anyone die?" Robin asked.
"No. I put most of them down near cities and towns. Only the truly belligerent folk who keep coming back do I send somewhere troublesome." Quinn said.
"Keep that up, and you could create a magic transportation system~" Robin chuckled.
"Eh?" Quinn froze.
""Eh?!"" The rest of the company also froze.
Robin looked around her. "What?"
"You said transportation?" Christian was the first to unfreeze.
"Yeah. Since it sounds quicker than horseback, it would be super convenient for quick travelling is what I thought, even if it cost a fee." Robin nodded.
"One hundred and twenty years...all this time, I was wasting so much potential!?" Quinn put his head in his hands before laughing uncontrollably.
"Yes! Why didn't I think of it before!? Sounds super interesting! I'll do it!" Quinn shook Robin's hand.
"Thank you very much for that brilliant idea! I'll have to discuss things with the other demon protectorates before I set up relay clones in their cities, but this may revolutionize transportation for everyone!"
Quinn was suddenly super excited.
"You're just excited over adding a warp function to your real life magic game world." Robin said, pointing out Quinn's hidden agenda.
"Eheheh...Was it that obvious?" Quinn was found out.
"I would expect nothing less from a former Neet." Robin said. "I know someone back on earth, who is quite similar. But, enough about all this. Your face is getting too loose. Your Bard disguise is slipping, Quinn~" She teased.
"Oh! Well that won't do!" Quinn slapped his cheeks and pulled out a lute. "Ahem! As my identity of King of Slimes is far too high profile, please think of me as Quinn, a mere travelling Bard...Coincidentally, I new Robin was from my world because of the song she played."
"Oof. Well, I suppose I deserved that one." Robin chuckled. "But that's one of the only modern ones I know.-GURGLE"
Her stomach suddenly let out a large growl.
"And with that, I believe it's time for breakfast!" Robin suddenly changed tune.
"What? You didn't eat anything, Robin?" Jasmine asked. "We already ate before we left. Ponzu even made egg tartlets."
"I...may have been a bit preoccupied." Robin admitted, with a laugh. But, Christian noticed the tips of her ears were turning red.
"Come to think of it, I also have not eaten." Sir Drago admitted. As a dragon, he could subsist off the mana particles in the air. But he said so in order not to let Robin be the odd one out.
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