Seeing the menacing demonic beast army bearing down on them, the slaves immediately sensed trouble and recoiled in panic.
Kane stood at the front, his nerves instantly drawn tight. Though exhausted, he still gripped his weapon firmly, ready to strike at any moment.
"Kane, they're allies!"
Seeing this, Anvil hurriedly spread his arms and stepped between the two sides.
"Don't be afraid. This is the mysterious force that has been supporting us from the shadows."
As if to confirm Anvil's words, the Nanny Brothers perched on his shoulder bobbed their round bodies up and down in a nodding gesture.
Only then did the others slowly lower their weapons, half-believing and half-doubting, though the fear had not yet fully faded from their faces.
Kane's expression was even more complicated.
He had imagined that the mysterious force behind them might be some hidden human organization, renegade dark elves, or even some evil church...
But he had never imagined that the ones supporting them would be a group of demonic beasts... and that their leader would be an utterly ordinary-looking Slime.
Count Bran atop Pei Qi's head saw through their thoughts. He elegantly adjusted a nonexistent bow tie, then lifted his head arrogantly.
"You uncouth lot. The great His Majesty the Slime King saved you, yet you do not know to give thanks."
The crowd was cowed by Count Bran's imposing manner. Only then did they snap out of it, instinctively bowing one after another and messily offering words such as, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving our lives."
Chen Yu atop Pei Qi's head did not say much. He merely told Anvil that they still needed to seize the mining area and had to keep moving.
Then he lightly leaped down from Pei Qi's head. Little Card quickly crawled over and steadily