Being a royal guard is a stable job, and after retirement, you will never have to worry about food and drink.

He was kicked out of the team because of this incident, and he would not be willing to accept it even if he were in his place.

No wonder he held me so tightly.

Otherwise, don't retaliate against him.

"But it really hurts!"

It wasn't just the problem of being violently detained by him, but also that every time I saw him, I would always be reminded of the phantom pain of the guillotine falling.

Just thinking about it one more time made his teeth feel like they were broken. He nervously hugged his tail and looked at him warily.

Guard William looked at the prince in confusion. The lady-in-waiting next to him misunderstood something and coughed, reminding him, "William, His Royal Highness Louis is different from the succubus. He doesn't like others touching his tail casually."

William suddenly realized.

He could understand that he didn't like anyone touching his sword either.

So he patted the scabbard, stepped forward and said, "I understand, Your Highness. As long as this sword is not broken, I will not let anyone touch your tail, puff, tail!"

Go away!

Take your sword and stay away from me! Louis hugged his tail tighter.

"You laughed just now! You definitely laughed! Can I punch him in the face?"

The female official added softly, "He is your personal guard now. If you put forward your request to him, if it is reasonable, he might agree directly."

Louis: "Then can I sentence him to death?"

William suppressed his laughter: "Your Highness, I am professionally trained. If my sword fails to protect you, you can sentence me to death!"

The two did not take Louis' joke seriously.

After all...what boss would hold his own tail and get so angry that he would sentence someone to death?

William not only did not feel threatened, but also felt...

Our prince really has a youthful vibe.

Louis was dull.

If the personal guards were arrogant and domineering, he might really convince his conscience and keep him out of his sight.

But they just smiled and promised "the master will be humiliated and the servant will die"...

He just felt that angels and demons were fighting in his mind.

Angel Lu: "Louie, Louie, are you really going to fire him? Then what's the difference between you and that scumbag?"

Devil Road: "It's true that he doesn't hate you, but it's you who is hurt! If you endure it for a while, you will feel more and more at a loss. If you take a step back, you will feel more and more angry! Are you really willing to accept this?"

Suddenly, Louis' eyes lit up.

Why can't we have a two-pronged approach and find a way that won't offend him and will allow me to vent my anger?

“Got it!”

The next moment, the answer came to his mind.

“Wait until Beatrice is ready, then just wait!”

Thinking of this, a comfortable smile appeared on his face, and the little tail in front of him began to wag happily.

William saw this scene out of the corner of his eye and felt a little relieved.

"It seems like he was just joking. He's an easy-going person... Is this a succubus who doesn't like people touching her tail?"

William looked at Louis who was holding his tail.

"I heard that Your Highness was once a test subject of the White Tower. Did the past leave a mark on him?"

He suddenly felt a little sorry for Louis.

"Your Highness, I am not kidding. The sword is still intact and I will never let anyone touch your tail."

William swore by his sword!

…

Soon, Louis and William, dressed in casual clothes, arrived at the second-hand market.

"Your Highness, do you want to buy second-hand props?" William said in a low voice.

"No, I'm just strolling around. Also, William, we're out now, just call me Louis."

Louis was walking slowly with a bag of apples in his arms.

The second-hand market mainly refers to the street of street stalls in the imperial capital.

There are not many businesses with stores here, but more of a place where adventurers and residents sell second-hand products they don't really need.

Judging from the time, that special slime should still be on sale here at this time.

Since the imperial capital has such a large population, even if one is only selling second-hand products, with the flow of people in the imperial capital, it is really bustling with people coming and going.

Louis suddenly said, "Relax, William. Not many people have seen me now. Don't be so nervous."

There are many adventurers wandering around here.

William was on guard the whole time, and his sharp eyes made Louis, who had been planning to secretly come over to buy slime, the focus of some people's attention.

As if realizing that this was more dangerous, William let go of the hand that had been holding the hilt of the sword.

Louis then smiled and handed him a washed apple.

As he walked along the way, he suddenly understood why the original owner of the diary said that the businessman was "purely lucky."

Louis walked to a stall, squatted down, poked the slime's soft face, and asked the stall owner:

"Boss, are you selling slime too?"

The shopkeeper looked up and said lazily, "50 copper coins, take it away."

William reminded in a low voice: “Master, monsters are usually captured to serve as summoned beasts for the subordinate sub-professions of the spellcasting mage.

Slime is not strong, has few functions, and even has a very low output rate of magic cores. It is not something that ordinary mages can buy."

"I bought this thing just for cleaning."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Slimes can digest a lot of residue. Sometimes when the sewer is blocked, throw one in. After a few days, the sewer will be as good as new.

Who would buy slime if it weren’t for this reason? "

Louis said, "Do the slimes here just eat leftovers and sewer garbage?"

The shopkeeper said, "Well, if it weren't easy to raise, who would raise them to sell?"

Louis nodded and placed an apple on the slime's skin.

Soon, the apple was swallowed and digested by the slime.

Louis didn't stand up until the apple was digested.

"The digestion speed is not fast enough, it's not that slime."

The shopkeeper grumbled, "That's quite kind."

Louis said nothing, and stood up and went to the next stall with slimes.

He tried them one by one patiently.

William, who was following behind him, watched the scene quietly, and his mood suddenly became complicated.

He felt ashamed for having doubted His Royal Highness Louis before.

Being loving is a noble virtue, but maintaining love requires a considerable price.

Sometimes, they may even be taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives.

William felt that he could not do this.

But he can use this sword to protect those who can do that.

At this time, Louis didn't know that William had already left the impression of loving him.

At this moment, he just wanted to find the slime.

Fortunately, not long after, he saw a silver-white slime at a stall that could digest apples ten times faster than other slimes.

"Special individual?" William was also a little surprised.

Generally speaking, slime refers to LV1 slime that has not evolved.

Starting from LV2, slimes will be promoted to different categories according to their environment.

For example, the LV2 Corrupted Slime that lives in a poisonous swamp.

For example, there are metal slimes that are as hard as iron and roam the mines.

But special individuals refer to those who are obviously still at LV1 but have already shown significant alienation.

"Want to buy it, little brother? It's only 5 silver coins. You can take this slime away anytime."

William frowned: "500 copper coins? Are you kidding?"

The person selling the slime was a retired adventurer who had lost a leg. He was sitting on a chair, revealing a row of teeth as white as freshly peeled almonds. He said provocatively, "You can buy it if you want. I won't sell it cheap anyway."

Louis didn't say anything, but just stood up again and went to other stalls for a walk.

As expected, only the slime was special.

Although in the eyes of adventurers, the special ones are very limited and not worth the price of 5 silver coins.

5 silver coins, the poor people in the imperial capital can live for more than a month if they save, just to buy a LV1 slime?

He also asked some vendors who often set up stalls here and confirmed that this retired adventurer had been setting up stalls here for a long time.

"He used to be the leader of a hunting team. Later, the team got into trouble and he was the only one who escaped with a broken leg."

"In the past few years, he has been selling team supplies everywhere to raise money for the relatives of his teammates."

"That slime seems to be the monster that failed to be sold at that time, and it has never been sold."

"Now that he has retired, he can just sell his miscellaneous items on the second-hand market, and this slime will stay."

Louis nodded.

Confirmed.

The information matches the diary.

He returned to the stall and found the owner who was selling special slime.

"Master, if you want to buy it, just buy it. I won't lower the price. 5 silver coins, not a cent less!"

Dong~ A small purse fell on the stall.

Louis said, "Here are 29 silver coins and 12 copper coins. This is all the money I can use today. I'll take this slime. For the extra money, you can find something suitable on the stall and give it to me."

[Failure Diary]: 　　If I hadn’t checked the backstage, I wouldn’t have realized that I forgot to post a chapter

(End of this chapter)