Chapter 276: Legion Assembly!
Zoran wrapped his thick wool scarf tighter, rubbed his numb hands hard, and breathed out a white mist into his palms.
“Damn weather…” The cold made the vampire from the frontier town mutter a complaint under his breath.
Snow fell silently on the streets of Slime City, and after a night of low temperatures, the smooth gray-white stone tiles were coated with a thin layer of ice.
Though walking on it was slick and one wrong step could send him sprawling and utterly ruin a vampire’s usual grace and composure, Zoran did not dare stop. He trudged on toward the Slime Palace ahead, which loomed ever more magnificent and solemn in the wind and snow.
A few slimes carrying warm stones held small wooden shovels and worked diligently to clear snow and ice from the palace steps and the square in front of the gates. Their round bodies trembled slightly in the cold air, but each movement was precise.
When they spotted Zoran passing by, they all stopped and peered at him with their glossy, round eyes, curious.
Occasionally encountering these slime residents made Zoran feel an indescribable, growing strangeness in his heart. He still kept his gentlemanly demeanor, bowing slightly and nodding in greeting.
If this had been earlier times, aside from a few special kinds naturally adapted to cold like Frost Slimes, ordinary slimes born in warm, damp swamps like these would never have survived to see winter.
The cold would freeze their gel, slow their movements, and they would quietly perish amid food shortages and frost. In all his years alive, he had never seen so many ordinary slimes still active and working in such cold—let alone building a city.