Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

Qiuye Doreen quietly followed behind Yang Yu, hiding behind the tree trunk, half their head peeking out.

Although stamina and magic power hadn’t recovered much, Qiuye Doreen’s body disobediently followed along.

Originally, she planned to step in and help when Yang Yu and his team were in crisis, so she could rightfully join them in dealing with the Mud Monster.

Who would have thought Yang Yu and his team’s strength would far exceed her expectations.

Although Yang Yu hadn’t solved House Polpo one-on-one, the skills he just displayed were nothing short of remarkable, definitely not the average kind.

Yang Yu is still very young.

Perhaps, he might even be a strong contender for winning the Dragon God Conference.

Hugging the sword in her arms, Qiuye Doreen couldn’t help but think of her elder sister, who was a few years older and used to tell her bedtime stories when they were young.

In their childhood, before learning Sword Dao, she and her sister got along exceptionally well.

All of this changed as she grew older, got exposed to Sword Dao, and began to exhibit her talent in it.

The family, which originally treated the two sisters equally, started to treat them differently, and their relationship deteriorated rapidly.

Qiuye Doreen’s dissatisfaction with her sister’s attitude accumulated through minor incidents, eventually erupting completely one day.

That day, she unknowingly questioned her sister loudly if she hated her.

Her sister almost replied without hesitation, ”Yes,” and hurried off as if she had spoken wrongly.

Since that day, her sister disappeared.

What was infuriating was that three days after her sister vanished, the family carried on as usual, not searching for her sister as if she had vanished from the Mortal World.

Back then, the still young Qiuye Doreen was annoyed for a long time, repeatedly thinking about why her sister left, but she couldn’t understand why.

Until one day, a pair of brothers arrived at the dojo she was at.

The two were of similar age, but their talents were worlds apart, with the brother far surpassing the younger sibling.

Everyone’s attention was on the brother, ignoring the hard-working younger sibling.

No matter how hard the younger sibling tried, he couldn’t defeat the brother, not even touching a single finger of his.

One day, after the brother once again defeated the younger sibling and naturally comforted him, the younger sibling shoved the brother away and ran out of the dojo.

On that day, Qiuye Doreen saw her reflection and her sister’s in those brothers, finally understanding all the things she couldn’t figure out before.

Also on that day, she had a heated argument with her parents and was grounded for many days...

Upon being released from the little dark room, she learned that the brothers had left the dojo...

They were driven away by her father.

Qiuye Doreen knew well why her father did so.

To resist the family, one must possess great strength.

In her family, without strength, one is nothing.

After being let out of the dark room, Qiuye Doreen pretended to be an obedient girl for a long time and prepared for a long time until she finally found a chance to sneak out when the family wasn’t watching.

Growing up praised by the family, Qiuye Doreen always thought she was one of the top talents among her peers, if not the best.

Now, having seen Yang Yu, she realized how vast the world is.

”Able to coordinate such moves together... Are they really my peers?”

Perhaps sensing Qiuye Doreen watching them intently from behind the tree, Yang Yu couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

Killing so many Mud Monsters at once, he even scared the Mud Monsters terribly...

It’s estimated that those Mud Monsters won’t be thinking about human beings for a while.

Though it might seem a bit unfair to Qiuye Doreen...

Perhaps, she has already started to resent him....

But this is the harsh reality of the world.

This could be considered a lesson she’s learned from him.

After briefly cleaning the stains on himself, Yang Yu instructed his companions to retreat.

Next, Yang Yu wanted to find a room, silently watch as He Meng transformed into a human form, and then see He Meng bow to him thrice and kneel nine times, begging him to save the Slime Kingdom.

By then, with what kind of demeanor should he face them to make them grateful?

After successfully saving the Slime Kingdom, what kind of pose should he strike when the Slime King requests a statue to make it look dashing?

Yang Yu had to think carefully about all this.

He Meng also noticed that he’d obtained a very strange skill and was eager to try.

There’s no time like the present; sooner is better than later.

Yang Yu patted Lotcar on the back, directing him to the nearest town.

Lotcar glanced at Qiuye Doreen behind the tree as if he wanted to say something but ultimately didn’t; he simply followed Yang Yu’s words and headed swiftly towards the nearest town, leaving Qiuye Doreen far behind.

Upon reaching the nearest town, Yang Yu dashed into an inn, quickly arranged everything, and booked a room with his companions except for Lotcar.

Afterward, Yang Yu invited Bai Jin and the others to his room.

Bai Jin set up a soundproof barrier while Iyas closed the doors and windows, and Yang Yu took He Meng out from Bai Jin’s hood, placing him on the floor of the room, and cleared his throat seriously:

”He Meng, the time has finally come.

After the painstaking collection of materials, you have finally learned the two most important skills.

You are no longer just a simple Slime.

If you work hard enough, you can become anything you want to be.

The situation now is unprecedented; you must first transform into a human form, then become proficient in using every skill you’ve learned.

Only then can we overcome this predicament. As for other things you wish to become, we’ll leave that for another time.

The first time you transform into another race, you might be scared.

But don’t be afraid. We are here by your side.

As your master, I believe that you can do it.”

Yang Yu spoke earnestly, stirring emotions and presenting logical arguments.

He Meng completely ignored Yang Yu.

He just stretched out two arrow-like small hands, pointing at Bai Jin and then at himself.

The intention was quite apparent.

Even if using [Mimicry], a real reference object is needed; changing directly without understanding the structure leads to many detail deficiencies.

He Meng spent more time with Bai Jin compared to Yang Yu; naturally, the best mimicry object is Bai Jin.

For his first [Mimicry], He Meng does not want to become somebody else.

Bai Jin hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said:

”Choosing to mimic me.... I won’t look strange, will I?

The result of [Mimicry] should feel like twins...

This is also good; I can also see how I appear in your eyes?”

Bai Jin’s voice was trembling, clearly nervous.

After getting permission, He Meng made no extra moves, immediately expanding its body to engulf Bai Jin entirely.