Logan glanced at Silvia, who stood by the door with a stern expression. Without a word, she pressed a button to let him in, making it clear she intended to wait outside.
He entered quietly, taking in the serene scene before him. A gentle waterfall flowed, while various slimes used the water to keep themselves hydrated. Nearby, some slimes attempted to shape their bodies into human forms, each one fixated on a crystal that Marie had placed. These crystals displayed examples of different human traits and characteristics, serving as inspiration for the slimes.
Logan wandered further into the room until he spotted Kryst. She was intently focused on her own crystal, which displayed the image of an angel—an impossibly perfect being that no human could truly resemble.
The boy sighed, now understanding the root of the issue. He approached his tamed slime and gently placed his hands on her shoulders. Kryst was so engrossed in the crystal that she hadn't even noticed his presence.
