In the middle of the courtyard of Marquess Rommel's residence, I stood in a small gazebo. This place, which was usually the center of activity for my family's small afternoon tea party, was filled with monsters known as stealth slimes.
Their soft, slimy ball-like bodies made me want to vomit, but I was able to stop the disgust when my mind was filled with the powerful pressure of wild magic energy from the seven stealth slimes.
As I had previously wished, the seven stealth slime monsters gathered before me.
Ciel and Sia joined me in this emergency meeting. But they just standing without interrupt my actions to role-play something.
Imitating the emergency military instructions that my father and Earl Timoti had previously given, I tried hard to carry out an embarrassing role like a military official who focused on strategists and scenario designers for the stealth slime group.
