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The Slime Farmer

Desislaf Rimet finds that his father plotted to make him fail the Sacred Trials. He decides: if this world will not accept him, then he will leave the world! In another world full of wonders, moving forward determinedly, he becomes a farmer of slimes. *** Desislaf Rimet is the eleventh son of the Lord of Rimet, the sixteenth child. He has failed the Trials that would make his family proud and cement his station as a noble worthy of his family's name. He discovers that his father plotted to deliberately make him fail and it is the end of all he knows. He cannot be happy in his father's court, and leaves. After all, there's a World Gate conveniently in his father's territory, isn't there? He will leave to see the wonders that await him in another world! Only...the world beyond is more complicated than he imagined. Also, what is this slime? An animal, a vegetable, or some mystery being? *****

Jin_Daoran · Fantasy
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132 Chs

Restraint and the Future

Defi went to help as Aire carried the borrowed tableware to the boat she and Lergen used.

"Thank you for doing this," he said quietly when they were nearing the dock.

"My dear Defi, it's not a problem. It's been a while since I planned something like this, so it's been fun." She was smiling brightly, obviously tired but happy.

"Apart from the obvious, is there anyone I should visit personally?" That is, apart from her and Lergen, Falie and Hames, the tavern-keepers, the bakers, and Karles, were there others who were part of the planning that he needed to thank in person?

She shook her head. "I can handle the rest. Some of them didn't come to the feast. You might need to visit the Singers. The mayor as well."

He nodded. In all, that was ten bottles of the Lemorne.

He had two to keep in reserve.

"Are the pots of spices alright? I can buy more wine."