'No, it just came naturally. The same as that form you hate oh so much. Sorry to disappoint you, Alaric.'
Alaric sighed. It truly was disappointing, since he thought he could find out something new about slimes.
Still, a new rank-3 slime was around to support his kingdom, it was a good thing.
"It's okay... I assume it has something to do with my mother, but there's no immediate need to confirm."
Pamela responded, 'Yes. You have a kingdom to run.'
Alaric nodded, exiting his office. The army arrived quite a long time ago, and they needed to be treated as though they were heroes. He would also need a way to honor the fallen.
"There aren't any procedures for this... gonna hafta wing it," Alaric thought aloud.
Alaric rushed down his castle hall and barged right into Mulder's forge. At this time, he wasn't crafting, but meditating.
