When he returned home for dinner, his father, Carl Wayne, told him something.
"The sheriff came today not only to inquire about the monster disaster, but also to bring some news."
"What news? Our slime farming has been discovered?"
After taking a bite of the slime salad, El was a little curious. Had the fact that their village ate slime been exposed?
"No, that's not it. The village chief covered it up, and the sheriff thinks nothing happened here."
Here's the thing, the culprit behind the monsters' activity in this area has been found..."
According to the sheriff, the Demon King of the Demon Clan underwent a change of leadership a few years ago, resulting in the birth of a new Demon King and causing some of the demons to become active.
As luck would have it, there used to be an old castle nearby, where a vampire and his monster minions lived.
That vampire was killed by adventurers hired by the kingdom back then, but he wasn't completely dead. Under the influence of the Demon King's power, he won the resurrection match.
A large number of low-level monsters sensed the presence of the superior and gathered here, turning the surrounding area into an environment suitable for monsters to breed.
"It doesn't seem to have fully recovered yet; there are some gargoyles or something wandering around the castle."
The sheriff has already reported the incident, and someone will be going to deal with that guy in a few days.
"I see... So if the vampires are gone, what about the slimes here?"
El's focus seemed a little strange; he was wondering if he was going to run out of ingredients.
"They say that the monsters that have already appeared will not be affected, but no new monsters will gather here."
"We're actually quite fortunate that what we have here is slime, not those goblins or anything like that next door, otherwise we wouldn't know how to eat them."
"……Too."
He answered casually, and then took another big gulp of slime tomato fish soup.
His mind is now preoccupied with the news he just received.
Vampires, gargoyles, and other monsters...
He was complaining before that he couldn't find suitable ingredients, but now it's great. He doesn't need to go far; the ingredients have been delivered to his door.
"Would vampires have more edible wings?"
There are also minotaurs. Since they are cows, they should have good steaks, ribs, tendons, and the like.
By the way, gargoyles are also monsters, but I heard they are made entirely of stone and are very sturdy. Do these things have meat that you can eat?
Not necessarily. If they are really all rocks or something, perhaps their bodies could be used as kitchen utensils.
Wouldn't it taste even better to stew minotaur brisket in a pot made from gargoyles?
Even before seeing the monsters, El had already mentally deduced what kind of cooking methods and ingredients would be suitable for them.
All I can say is that he really cares about these monsters too much, and the monsters should thank him.
Monster: Feed me peanuts!
While resting that night, El secretly made up his mind that he would also join in the fun of hunting monsters.
Of course, he was still quite cautious and knew that safety first.
He would first approach some of the outer monsters, then focus on the real feast: the vampires. He would wait until the sheriff led his men to hunt them down before secretly observing the situation.
If the vampire's fighting ability is inferior to his, he'll just kill him and make soup.
"It doesn't have to be soup; barbecue might be a good option too?"
With these thoughts in mind, El drifted off to sleep.
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