With new information regarding the descension of the most powerful God that Mel know about, she planned what to do to raise the survivability rate of her kingdom.
"These are amazing. To think that they would go as far as to give me their family heirlooms. It is making me excited to see 'her' face"
-Master, what will you do? Now that the God of Curses have descended I doubt that the other countries will find it easy to start conflict among themselves.
"I know. That is why it is fortunate that their country is near the Holy Kingdom which is on the other side of the continent"
-You found out where it is?
"Yeah"
I can't tell him that I saw it in the Gods and Goddesses group chat.
Knock, knock.
"You have called for me, your grace?"
The prince of Lagnos entered the room.
"Yes I did, Amon"
Mel handed him a sketch of a woman which Mel made.
"She is about 170 centimeters tall. Blue eyes, red hair. And most importantly, she has a disability to speak. Find her at once. There is a high chance that she may be on the outskirts of the kingdom"
Amon knelt down as he put right hand on his chest.
"Understood, your grace. But, may I ask one thing?"
"What is it?"
"Is she someone I should treat carefully? Or is she someone whom I have to take by force, your grace?"
"She is a slime, kind hearted and someone who is also loved by nature. No need to use force. If anything, I would appreciate it if you do take great care of her condition"
"Understood, your grace. I shall look for the person you want to get"
"Before you go tell Rojh that I must go somewhere on my own"
"But-"
"No buts. It is something I have to do. Understand?"
At a loss, Amon but his lower lip and said, "Understood, your grace"
Amon gently take hold of the soles of Mel's feet.
"Please be careful no matter where it is you go to, your grace"
He kissed her feet as careful as if he was holding an extremely fragile glass.
"I will. So don't make that face"
Mel then cupped his cheeks as she wipe his tears away.
...
In secret, Mel went out of the palace and traveled to a nearby city that was confiscated by the royal family from Lavella's family.
-Master, are you sure such a person would be here?
'Of course I am. That person is supposed to go to the Bluemoon in a few months from now after spending half of the remaining money he has.
Near the city wall's, Mel entered a run down inn that offers home made meals with alcohol which is supposed to be given to foreigners that have no money as the services here are dirt cheap.
"Hello there"
Mel toss a bag of gold coins.
"I will go up and look for someone. Hope you won't mind"
The owner of the inn was shocked to see so much sparkling gold coins that could make his life easier.
"...I'm not..."
Bam.
Mel toss another pouch full of gold coins.
Upon verifying that the coins were real, the owner smacked the head of the two orphan slimes who were working part time at his inn.
"Hey, close the doors, it is windy here. Before some drunkard comes in, we should clean this place up"
"But..."
The owner of the inn pulled the two to the corner and whispered, "We saw nothing. No one is here. Do your jobs and nothing will happen to us"
The two young slimes obeyed the owner as they know that he is someone who is trusted by the common folks and as he is the only one with wisdom from years of experience that they can rely on.
The two then worked, ignoring Mel as if she wasn't there.
The same thing happened for the owner of the inn. He went back to work as if nothing happened.
'This is what you should do when you're filthy rich'
-Take advantage of the poor?
'No!... Well, technically yes, but still! That is not what I was trying to say! You know... forget it'
Mel went up to the fourth floor.
The room that was at the very back.
Creak.
The door opened and showed antiques and old cleaning equipments.
-A storage?
"Yes, a storage"
Mel entered the room and went to the corner where a hidden stair leading to the attic of the inn appeared.
At the dim lit attic, a man with soulless eyes, a skinny figure and eyes with dark circles could be seen.
"Nice to meet you, lifeless scholar"
[The area has been pronounced as the domain of the Goddess of all Bitches]
"I hope you won't mind to have a chat with me"
[No one is allowed to enter or exit the area without the Goddess' permission]