“So you got another one, eh?”

“Yeah, I guess I did...”

“Well, whether a strange flower maiden or marble boy, you've still gotta register him before going on another 'adventure.'”

“Right, right, I know.”

“Then why did you try to take on an extermination? What, were you going to hide this marble boy and pretend he didn't exist?”

“Stop calling him Marble Boy, ill fill out the papers, I will... Bob, will you help John fill out the forms?”

“Oh, Yes! Will do!”

“Bob, what are they saying?...”

“You've gotta fill out a few forms before you become an actual member of our little party.”

“But why do I have to fill out a bunch of forms in the first place? Reminds me of my last life in a bad way...”

“Yeah yeah, just grab this pen and shut up.”

“In what? My tiny, gooey hands?”

“Unless you know of some other way to hold pens; yes.”

“Alright, alright. Hmmm... what... what does all of this mean? What is an Ö?”

“Right, uhm, Write your name on this line, and no need to translate it, its pretty much the same as our language.”

“Jay, Oh, Heich, Onnn...”

“Yes, that right, emmm... and rite your birthdate here... ah, when were you born again?”

“Twenty-first of May, XXX2.”

“Whats that last thing?”

“May?”

“No, erm, the year, it sounded a bit... crackled?”

“What do you mean? I was born in the year XXX2.”

“Um, uh, well, I was born in the year 1985.”

“85 what?”

“1985.”

“The first two numbers?”

“One. Nine.”

“Dude, I cant understand you. Maybe, like, say them in a sentence?”

“Mary had one cat, and then the cat birthed nine kittens?”

“How many cats?”

“Ten, all in all”

“...”

“...”

“Dude, I think something majorly weird is going on here.”

“Yeah... well, just write it and im sure it'll go well.”

“Yeah, one sec...”

“...”

“...what?”

“Dude, what in the name of fuck did you just write?”

“It says right there, John XXXXXXX, XXX2/05/21. Clear as da-, wait what the fuck”

“Yeah. It says “XXX2”. As if someone above censured it... hmmm...”

“Uh...”

“Look, let's just continue. Gender here, species here, level here...”

“Mhm, mhm, mhm...”

“Oh, right, you don't Swedish. Um, let me write, here, just tell me...”

“Species, Divine Slime...”

“Art, Kulpojke...”

“Gender, Man...”

“Kön, Pojke...”

“Level..”

“Nivå...”

“...”

“...”

“Right! All done!”

“What does it say, Bob?”

“Important stuff. Lloyd!”

“Y-, yes?”

“Here!”

“Oh, great. Let me read it... right, right... looks alright. Right, here you go, Marble boy. Now, this little-spiraled pin is special to healers such as you. If you can just...”

“I'll just...”

“Did you just... put the pin inside of your body?”

“Well... yes?”

“I... I guess I can't complain, considering where I keep mine...”

“Oh, right! Lloyd, I almost forgot!”

“What is it, Anette?”

“My pin. It got broken in the battle, so... could I have another one?”

“Yeah, yeah, sure. I was gonna give you a new one anyway, considering how you ranked up. Light Slimes are at the top of the slime tree, and fighting hundreds on your own is no easy feat...”

“Well, I did have help!”

“Help? Oh, right. Well, without further ado, here you go. The silver pin of Holy flightless Bird.”

“Thank you! Hehehe...”

“Alright, so, why are you accepting a quest so soon, Anette?”

“Oh, Tilda! I forgot all about you... well, if you're out questing, you don't have to pay for a place to sleep, and you can make money all the while!”

“You don't have to pay for where you sleep if you're homeless.”

“Shush, Tilda!”

“Right, so... what quest were you going for again?”

“Um, well, on Saltström beach, a few miles from here, a couple of suspicious creatures have been spotted.”

“Suspicious?”

“Yeah. Suspiciously alike a pair of known legends...”

“Ah, those two. Seriously? Why in Hell would you be going for tha-,”

“Well, you know me. Im a curious one.”

“Well, you know me, too... im an eccentric one, and ill be coming along!”

“What! Why?”

“Im at least ten times as curious as you are, and ill prove it to you!”

“So youll be accepting it then, Anette? And Tilda, I suppose...”

“Yes, I will.”

“Yes, WE will. Hehe.”

“Bob, what are they talking about?”

“I have no idea, John, but I think were going on another quest.”