That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime - Volume 02 [Yen Press][Kobo_Kitzoku].pdf

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What he saw was a king eternally tormented. A lone,

anguished figure, his heart reaching out to his starving

people, but all too incapable of doing anything to help them.

The land had dried and withered, killing off their crops

and triggering a massive famine. Just past the border, other

nations were still prospering, bountiful. But there was no

going there. It was the territory of the demon lord, and

setting foot on it would be rebelling against the master of

this land himself. No need to wait for starvation to take

them then. He would kill them all before that happened.

The land they lived on was surrounded by a great forest

and three different territories, each with its own demon

lord serving as leader. It would be impossible for a horde of

low-caste monsters like them to invade from any direction.

Which left only one option.

A little beyond the border, the forest lay undisturbed. It

was only natural that the king would turn to it for a chance—

any chance—at survival.

I’m starving…

I need something… Anything…

His people fell one by one, screaming their unheard

pleas. Their numbers weren’t shrinking—if anything, they

were multiplying. The starvation had stoked the people’s

natural instinct to protect their species, resulting in a spike

in the birth rate. It only made things worse.

They had never seen the king smile, even as he

distributed his own rations to the children who needed it

most. Still, judging by their frail bodies and lifeless eyes,