Anime: About That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime

"Not at all, not at all, Celie, you're the one who's worked hard."

Ceros raised his hand and, like an older brother, touched the long hair of the girl in front of him, his smile becoming even gentler as he looked at her. Gazing at the handsome and gentle Ceros in front of her, a trace of shyness appeared on the girl's delicate face. The others on the side, seeing this scene, also revealed smiles of blessing.

Half a month ago, due to war, disaster, and various other reasons, a large number of refugees fled their homes and began heading towards the legendary peaceful, powerful, and beautiful Eastern Empire. During the escape, a large number of refugees encountered each other and formed huge refugee队伍, fleeing together into the territory of the Eastern Empire.

Subsequently, they encountered Lord Airequia and Lord Ceros, who were training at the time. After understanding the situation of these refugees, the two lords not only did not drive them away from the Eastern Empire but accepted them.

Furthermore, they led them to this place. Lord Airequia led all the men among the refugees to start building a city that belonged to them, while the gentle and powerful Lord Ceros led the soldiers to protect their safety and hunt for food for them.

"We are truly fortunate to have met the two lords."

"Yes, yes! Whether it's Lord Airequia or Lord Ceros, each of them is doing the most difficult and arduous work, but they have never said anything. Not only are they powerful, but they are also so gentle. Even when facing an old fellow like me who is useless, they don't show the slightest disdain."

An elderly person with a wrinkled face and snow-white hair looked at Ceros not far away and the city under construction that could be vaguely seen in the distance, their eyes filled with respect and admiration. The little girl beside them also nodded in agreement, the fervent worship in her eyes almost overflowing.

On the road to escape, they had experienced all kinds of things: food being snatched away, being bullied, and this even came from fellow refugees. Besides humans, there were constant dangers on the road. Those who survived the escape to this point...

All had respect for Ceros and Airequia, who had given them safety and food and led them in building their homes, including those Eastern Empire soldiers who had always protected them.

For these refugees, Ceros and Airequia were their beacons of hope!

"By the way, I heard that the name of the city has been decided. It's said to be named after Lord Airequia. Our future home will be called Airequia."

At this time, a young man covered in dust walked over, his tired face filled with a smile. When he spoke of the city's name, his eyes were full of excitement, elation, and hope.

"Airequia... That's truly a good name."

A smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face as he slowly turned his head to look at the people coming and going in the camp. The refugees, who had suffered so much and were wary of everyone, now all wore smiles, each as if they were family. At the edge of the camp, soldiers in black armor, holding weapons, were training. Their strong bodies, iron-blooded temperament, and the weapons that gleamed with cold light filled everyone with a sense of security.

At this moment, the old man, who had fled because of the war, lost his home and relatives, and was just living instinctively, was filled with emotion once again. His cloudy eyes were full of kindness and hope. He, who had lost everything, once again had a home and family.

As night fell, the sound of singing and dancing rose in the camp illuminated by firelight, each face wearing a smile. Many young men and women who had lost their families during the escape found new families tonight... And in the center of the crowd, Airequia and Ceros looked at everything before them with gentle smiles.

......

Early in the morning, as the sun gradually rose on the horizon, bringing light to the earth, the construction of Airequia became lively again. A large number of young people were clearing the ruins and transporting the usable materials to the construction site.

"Elite, come quickly and see what I've found."

At this time, a blond teenager emerged from a half-collapsed ruin, holding a dagger in his hand and laughing loudly, his face filled with undisguised excitement.

"This is? A magic weapon?"

The teenager named Elite approached and looked at the dagger in his companion's hand. Golden mysterious patterns were outlined on the silver-white blade. With just a light grip, the patterns on the hilt would light up, and the entire dagger would become transparent, disappearing from sight.

And only magic weapons could do such a thing.

"Hehe, I just found it in a box in that ruin."

"Schull, what are you going to do with it?"

Elite returned the dagger in his hand to his companion, then looked at him with a curious expression, his eyes full of envy. It should be known that magic weapons could only be owned by powerful adventurers, mages, or nobles. As a commoner, he had only heard of them.

"I plan to dedicate it to Lord Ceros. I believe that with this, Lord Ceros will definitely have an easier time hunting."

After speaking, Schull carefully inserted the dagger back into its sheath. After waving goodbye to his companion, he ran towards the camp. The remaining companions smiled at Schull. If they had found this magic weapon, although they would have done the same, they would never have been as willing as Schull.

"Speaking of which, there's actually a magic weapon here. How did this city become ruins before?"

A few seconds later, a middle-aged man walked to the ruin where Schull found the magic weapon and said with a sigh. Then, he raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see a large number of ruins entering his eyes. Judging from the remaining buildings of the ruins, he knew that the city here must have been very prosperous.

"I heard it was because of a demon's attack that everyone in the city died, and even the city became ruins."

Elite, who was on the side, raised his head and said casually, then started to continue clearing the ruins. He roughly knew something about the city's past from the soldiers' conversations, but Elite didn't care about it at all. Anyway, they had the protection of Lord Ceros and Lord Airequia.

In addition to those powerful soldiers, their city would definitely not be destroyed by demons.

"I see."

After hearing Elite's explanation, the middle-aged man nodded and didn't continue to care. Instead, he began to clear the ruins even more vigorously, wanting to see if he could also be lucky enough to find a magic weapon.

Just as the city built on the ruins was bustling with activity, on a road not far from here, a figure was silently moving forward. A pair of slender, shapely legs were wearing black leather shoes, and a black battle skirt outlined a perfect figure.

A delicate face was full of indifference, and long, dark hair fluttered constantly in the strong wind, like a ball of dark flame about to burn everything.