"Did you name them?" He asked.

"Yes? I needed some way to tell them apart." Robin replied.

"These are not merely king slimes anymore. They are now unique elite king slimes." Quinn frowned. "You didn't feel tired at all from naming them?"

"No?...ought I be?" Robin asked.

Quinn shook his head and explained. "Naming someone requires mana. The more resistant to a name the creature is, the more mana you'd need. That is why most people are named as babies, when they have little to no resistance. The fact that you're not tired must mean that they like the names you've given them."

"Huh. Is that so?" Robin asked, glancing at the five king slime. "They don't look any different to me."

"I can tell. All right?" Quinn rolled his eyes. "I also heard that you were given a Royal scolding, earlier. Who'd have thought that the queen of the dwarf country was working as a tavern owner, huh?"

"Well, judging from her reaction, at least the dwarves themselves don't hold anything against the hero, although certain factions might." Robin mused, as she recalled the topic of the scolding.

"Say, if the hero were someone other than me, would you still have decided to join me on this crazy journey?" Robin suddenly asked.

Quinn rolled his eyes again. "Obviously, you little dimwit. I didn't follow you because you were the hero. I'm accompanying you because...well partly due to nostalgia. No one here understands me fully. And that is on account of our shared home world."

Robin nodded. She could understand the bit about nostalgia. 120 years was a long time, after all.

"...But, I am a bit envious of you, hero." Quinn continued. "Unlike me, earth is not merely your past, but also possibly your future, too."

Robin grinned mischievously. "Want me to send back a care package with all the games you missed?"

"Do I ever!-Ahem! I mean, How would I even power the darned things? We don't have charging ports in this magic world, you know. It would also require a television." Quinn quickly regained control of his expression. Robin almost rolled her eyes.

'It's too late to hide it, now that you've let your inner voice slip!' She chuckled in her heart.

Off to the side, Christian was helping carry an old lady over to the healing area. But glancing over, he could see Robin joking about something with Quinn. He looked to the ground as he felt something p.r.i.c.k at his heart.

Carefully placing the old woman dwarf down, he stood up straight and looked over at the two. His eyes narrowed. While he wanted to approach, something in him made him maintain his distance.

His thoughts were interrupted by little Hans tugging at his s.h.i.+rt.

"Mister, there's more people tha needs help over here!" Hans reminded.

"Right, sorry about that." Christian apologized, following little Hans over to the next group. But before turning his back, he glanced one more time at Robin's cheerful face. Christian sighed, his now-solemn expression rearranging itself into something more neutral.

"I dunno." Robin tilted her head. "If there are no charge ports, can't we just make some?"

"...never mind." Quinn said after thinking it over.

"I don't want to ruin this magical world with black tech from earth."

"Black tech?" Robin raised a quizzical eyebrow. "Don't you have a great mountain range in your stomach that can hold all sorts of dangerous things?"

"Not all the life parasites have been dealt with yet. I may be the slime king, but even I'm not stupid enough to create living tech." Quinn snorted.

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"I see...so you've seen that tv series too." Robin laughed.

"I too was once a child, yes. Thank you." Quinn rolled his eyes.

"And let that be a lesson to you. So far, all you've shared are recipes, which aren't much in terms of revolutionary. But, if you introduce something that will ruin my fantasy world, we can no longer be friends."

"Noted. I have no intention of doing anything that will destroy this world or its inhabitants." Robin agreed.

"Good!" Quinn glanced at the park entrance and smirked. "It looks like we are about to have a bit of rather pretentious company come to visit."

"Pretentious?" Robin asked, following his gaze. At the park entranceway, a carriage was stopped. However, it was not a normal carriage. gold and jewels decorated the outside, as well as precious stones like jade and marble.

"Ah. Indeed." Robin agreed. "I'd best go see what this is all about. Later!" She waved before jogging over to the entrance to see what was happening. Ayva had been distracted by a different matter, and hadn't yet seen the carriage. By this time, a crowd had gathered, and were murmuring about themselves.

"That carriage..."

"There's no mistaken et. It be THAT 'un."

"Ais.h.!.+ There goes my hope of any good being done today."

"Who in the devil's territory let it slip to that pilgering bandit of a fool, I'd like to know!" Another dwarf scolded harshly under his breath, before spitting off to the side out of disgust.

With this, Robin had somewhat of an idea who she was about to face. At that moment, two dwarf attendants moved to either side of the carriage door, and blew on their trumpets. A blue carpet rolled out from the bottom of the carriage, splitting the crowd in two. After the serenade was complete, the carriage door opened by itself. But, what came out of it was something Robin found hard to recognize as a dwarf.

In size, he was a perfect round bowling ball with arms, legs, and a head sticking out. The dwarf was also so decked out in rings, bracelets, necklaces, and the like, that he looked like a dis...o...b..ll. Indeed, under the sunlight, he would have been so bright that others would be blinded.

This individual stepped down out of the carriage. And took three steps before stopping to take a look around. Robin was impressed that he hadn't fallen over.

"What." He asked in a gravely voice. "Is going on here?"

Everyone fell silent.

"As I recall, no one shall enter the Companion's Green without a pedigreed companion. I do not see any pets of pedigree with any of you? In fact, I don't see any pets around here at all."

"The Companion's Green has been opened to the public due to an urgent need to treat the people who are carrying a highly infectious parasite. To prevent accidentally infecting them, the pets have been sent to their homes." Robin stood out and said.

The man lazily trained his eyes upon Robin.

"Oh? And who are you? What do you have to do with all this?"

Robin inclined her head, acknowledging the question. "I am the person responsible for this happening." She replied. "The cure to the parasites was in my hands, but I needed a s.p.a.ce to gather those involved."

"Ho?" The round dwarf looked robin up and down. "Just a mere human was able to bypa.s.s laws pa.s.sed down from this dwarf's n.o.ble seat? Who allowed this!?" His harsh rebuke flung through the air. Robin tried her hardest not to laugh as his rotund figure threatened to fall over in faked rage.

"To call Robin a mere human....that dwarf certainly has some guts, I daresay." Quinn sighed.

At this point, Hiker, Wave, Wiggle, and Bobble were in their small black rock-like appearance as they digested the parasites. Only Nodd was visible from the entrance. It took that moment to swallowed up another batch of waiting dwarves, to begin the extraction process.

Unfortunately, such a thing was too eye-catching, and the round dwarf n.o.ble saw it. First, his face paled in fright. But he quickly recovered when he thought of a single possibility.

"How dare you!" The dwarf n.o.ble spat at Robin, smacking his cane on the ground. His greedy eyes were fixed upon the king slime in front of him. "To steal my clan's most prized possession and use it on these commoners so freely! You've got a lot of nerve, human thief! Guards! Come arrest this human and all his companions!"

"How utterly ridiculous!" Robin snorted. "Where is your due process of law? Do I not have the right to deny these false charges?"

"Regardless of who you are, or whether they are false or not, you have no choice but to follow or be branded a criminal of the state. Even the king himself can't help you get out of these charges!" The n.o.ble boasted with a wicked smile on his face.

"Is that so?" Robin ignored the n.o.ble, and glanced at someone behind him. This total disregard enraged the dwarf, but Robin couldn't care less. No one could stop her if she wanted to leave.

"Is this how your dwarven n.o.bles treat royal guests, Ayva?" She asked at ease.

The bejeweled dwarf's face paled as he spun around to find himself face to face with Queen Ayva, who wore a rather black expression.