"...That was roughly the extent of her memories. By the way, did you two really have to hit me that hard?"
Herohero, once again disguised as a thief, rubbed his face and spoke weakly.
Beside him was a huge crater, made when he had fallen from the sky.
To be honest, Herohero was still somewhat dazed. The three of them had clearly been getting along quite happily just moments ago, yet Momonga and Naiyuan had inexplicably punched him twice.
Herohero felt deeply wronged. Did they know how much damage those two hits had done to a Slime like him?
"I see!"
Ignoring Herohero, Naiyuan stroked his chin and pondered what Herohero had just said.
Ninya—this was the name of the headless corpse before them. The moment Herohero said it, Naiyuan remembered who she was.
A pitiful child who possessed a Talent yet bore a tragic fate.
He remembered that she had seemed to die quite horribly in the original story, though she had also died pretty horribly now.
"Should we revive her?"
Momonga looked at the two of them and made his suggestion.
For them, reviving the dead was no difficult matter, especially when she was merely a child below level thirty.
"We definitely have to revive her. After all, this was our fault."
"However..."
Looking at the headless corpse before him, Naiyuan suddenly had a bold idea.
"Herohero, didn't you say just now that she had a Talent?"
"That's right. She possesses a Talent that can speed up magical learning."
"Then can you extract that Talent?"
"This..."
Hearing that, Herohero fell into deep thought. Logically speaking, he should be able to devour her Talent. After all, it was part of her, and as an Ancient Jet-Black Slime, he could completely inherit that gift.
"I'll give it a try. It