《Game Dungeon》ch.32 ...A Slimeman?
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ch.32 ...A Slimeman?
The furious Scholar quickly came to his senses, this is no time to worried about getting fooled by the dungeon. Although with his power he was able to break free from this trap, those under him are a different story. The Snow Slimes were also a problem that could not be ignored.
Turning to his troops he commanded, "search the area and report your findings quickly, every second in this room is draining our lifeforce away." The mages and soldiers did not need to be told twice, even they can feel death's cold embrace slowly approaching.
After a quick search, they found that the balance scale doors no longer had pots of water on their weighing scales, instead, they have three unmovable cubes with writing on their surface on one side, while the other was empty apart from an ice rune on its surface. They reported the finding to the Scholar which made his face turn angry in shame.
The Scholar raged, "is this dam dungeon making fun of our intelligence? What sort of whelp wrote this!" He turned to his mages, "this is an insult towards our noble status, be it as it may we still need to do what it says. Repeat the report, this time make sure to find any hidden meaning on it."
The mages suppress their annoyance at being insulted by such a childish prank and read it again coldly. "Both of the doors have writing on one side, the left door reads."
[A gentleslime would never be seen out without his Icecube hat to any outing. Formality states that a gift of snowberries is in order, to show her distinguished slimemeness, the Pink Queen, that you are a loyal vassal.]
"The right door has a different but equally childish riddle."
[A gathering of the gentleslimes, without the queen or king present, mandates the full traditional mage attire of triangle ropes, a tuxedo with triangle bowtie, and flower bud wand.]
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The mages talked amount themselves coming to the conclusion that the left door needed a cube combination that included, an Icecube hat, and snowberries. While the right door required triangle pattern ropes, a tuxedo, and lastly a flower bud wand. They focus their attention on the four glass boxes they were presented with.
The first glass cube displayed a snow slime with a diamond pattern along the middle, three circles could be seen decorating the front. Sticking out of the sides were two sticks one is bending from the weight of what seems to be a berry ice sculpture.
The second one has a large block of ice surrounded by crude icicles on top of it. Circles that can be assumed to be its eyes are Inside diamonds, more circles can be seen on the bottom of the slime looking like a crude smile.
Coming to the third cube, it looked like a completely snowy surface with only two circles and strange symbols that looked like different stages of the moons on one side looking like some sort of crest. Two sets of icicles can be seen from the sides of the slime, looking like feet.
Lastly, the fourth glass cube had a slime completely covered in triangles of different shades of grayish-blue.
With the information given to them before, they managed to identify that the triangled-covered slime was the rope. The slime with a large Icecube is ahead, and lastly, the snowberries and arm-like sticks were a body.
The scholar order, "place the correct ones for the left door, we are currently missing a 'bowtie' for the right door at the moment." The mages had no problem noticing the hints on the writing quickly opening the door.
Opening the door gave way to a large hallway, on the furthest end a new cube was visible. The cube was however encased in a large Icecube shaped wall. More writing could be seen in the cubes wall.
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[Her royal slimemeness wishes for her chambers to always be cleaned by a single subject in a specific order, that being southwest, northeast,...]
The writing had eight different directions in a confusing order. Looking around the room, each of the specified directions had runes on the flooring. The annoyed mages send eight soldiers to step on the runes in the correct order, however, nothing happens.
The Scholar had realized that they ignore one part of the writing in their hurry; 'Only a single subject', this means only one person can use the combination.
Wasting even more time correctly finishing the puzzle finally brought them results. The giant ice cube broke apart releasing the glass cube inside. The slime in this one had two sticks distinguishing itself as a body, one of the sticks, in particular, looked like a flower bud, a bowtie was also visible on the front of the slime.
With this new cube, the right door could now be opened. The room had two other doors they however did not have any writing on them. Instead of experimenting with the current blocks they quickly moved to the other door.
Opening it with the combination of ice hat, bowtie body, and triangle ropes a new hallway was spread before them. Two huge Icecubes were presented this time, each with their own writing.
Icecube number one said.
[My dear Queen gets upset at the most simple of pranks. Go my vassals, while bearing my royal symbol, the slimeoon, clean her chambers backward. You shall be rewarded upon completion.]
The second one said.
[Your slimemeness! Please return the Purple King's head, we need him to sign paperwork! Yes, yes, we shall clean your chambers ten times as and apologie!]
The scholar realized that he needed to go back to the left hallway to accomplish the new task, wasting even more time.
This went back and forth, more and more ridiculous combinations were required. Even more infuriating puzzles and requests were demanded, like holding the Queens or Kings vassal in your hand while walking over the correct runes.
A vassal was basically the gentleslimes combination with her slimemeness or his purpleness the King's body segment, showing which of them they belonged to by wearing their corresponding accessory. Snowberries for the Queen, and the slimeoon for the King ...
The Scholar realized that he just unironically call these dam slimes by their fake titles. Fuming in rage he continued on, his time running out.
After a lot of trial and error, they finally collected the heads of the King and Queen. The king's head has sun-like eyes with dark blue nearly purple icicles on his head, a large icicle nose on the middle. The Queen on the other hand had eyes like brightly glowing stars with a pink tiara that turn red on the ends.
Placing them in their corresponding location was now the hardest part, the mages were dropping dead here and there. The soldiers, with their powerful bodies, managed to survived and were in charge of carrying the nearly dead mages.
They required to split so they could place her slimemeness... Ugh! I mean the stupid Queen set on the left. This left two sets remaining the Nobleslimes and the Kings. With the nobles set we can open the right doors and placed the king set on its corresponding spot.
Opening the left door they quickly pass the body segment with the berries to the group inside, the door closing slowly allowing it to happen. They then continued to the right side placing the noble set on the door opening the way, and finally placing the King set on the last door, while the left side did the same with the Queen set.
The gate opens finally finding the exit, they never wanted to see another dam slime, in their dam lives!
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