Monster’s Streamer Star Chapter 21 : Count Ludendion’s Mansion (4)

Even though Count Ludendion gave his permission, the sli couldn’t go outside right away.

Permission was granted, but there were still tasks to be done today, so the inspection was scheduled for tomorrow.

Thinking that she could finally go outside together with the sli, Jessie smiled brightly and struck up a conversation.

They could go out together tomorrow.

She was really looking forward to it.

There were so many things in the territory, she was sure the sli would love it too, and so on.

The sli, fully understanding Jessie’s words, also brimd with anticipation.

At the sa ti, viewers watching the uninterrupted stream also felt a quiet thrill of excitent.

It was essentially a new stream touring a human village, following the elf village episode!

And not just any random countryside village—it was a huge one.

They were about to enter what could only be described as a city.

▶ When do we see the human village? When do we see the human village? Human village when?

▶ Ah, spamrs again.

▶ This stream’s gotten pretty big now.

▶ LOL how can you hold back from mukbang of human food and fake drama stories?

▶ More trolls incoming?

▶ Shouldn’t we pick a moderator by now?

▶ Problem is, Squishy doesn’t know anything about that.

▶ Fact is, this room’s gonna get bloated.

▶If it’s bloated, isn’t that a sign of growth?

As expectations grew, so did the rumors about the sli’s channel, and many more viewers started joining.

The issue was, among them were those who found pleasure in provoking others and manipulating emotions.

So far, it had been harmless trolling.

But if those kinds of trolls started showing up in earnest, the chat could be flooded with malicious comnts unpleasant to even look at.

Spamrs who flood the chat with nonsense.

Trolls who pick fights and curse indiscriminately.

Delusional types who suddenly spout bizarre conspiracy theories no one asked for.

There were so many types of trolls that yelling sothing like "Ah! Xs!" randomly was seen as just cute mischief in comparison—even among intelligent monsters.

Naturally, even the viewers who had been watching from the beginning started worrying about whether so kind of counterasure was needed.

While pondering over how to protect this wholeso, healing, and quietly entertaining stream—

▶ [Noblesse Fire has donated 10 coins.]

[ssage: Squishy! Pick a moderator already!]

Noblesse Fire, the first viewer to ever watch the sli’s stream.

The fire dragon didn’t hesitate and imdiately sent the donation ssage.

The ssage reached the sli directly—who had been too busy eating cake in Jessie’s room to even glance at the chat.

‘Moderator?’

Tilting its body, the sli tried to recall the knowledge it had absorbed.

After about 10 seconds of thought, the sli finally recalled the concept of a moderator.

Simply put, soone who manages the chat in place of the streaming monster.

After rembering what a moderator was, the sli asked the chat.

▷ Should I pick a moderator?

Probably a good idea to choose one.

[Noblesse Fire] ▶ You think I told you to pick one for fun? Pick one already! Things get annoying when randoms show up.

▶ If a mod gets picked, isn’t that old fart the first to get banned?

▶ LOL they only act like a know-it-all in rage streams—cut the old dragon so slack haha

[Noblesse Fire] ▶ Who’re you calling old dragon!!!

▶ Anyway, we really do need a mod.

After reading the chat, the sli posed an obvious question.

▷ Who should be the moderator?

Choosing a mod was fine.

But then—who would be chosen?

In response to the sli’s question, a few anonymous viewers volunteered themselves as candidates.

▶Nanananana! I’ll do it! I can handle it well!

▶ That guy’s a spamr.

▶ I’ve got tons of mod experience. You won’t regret picking .

▶That guy bans anyone he slightly doesn’t like. Total jerk.

▶ Do you even know who I am! Huh? Do you?!

▶ Ah~ I rember! You were the mod in that molting cam stream.

▶WTF how’d you find out?

▶If you pick , I’ll do my best to keep the chat clean!

▶That guy bans literally everyone. Straight-up monster.

▶ Tch... they found out.

Several anonymous viewers stepped forward, but their true identities were quickly revealed.

So long-ti viewers who had dealt with them before recognized them instantly.

Just as the sli was reading through the chat and trying to decide who to pick—

[Free Spirit has donated 5 coins.]

▶ [ssage: Squishy! Pick please.]

[Noblesse Fire] What? That Troll wants to be mod?

▶Never seen him mod anything before.

[Free Spirit] ▶ This would be my first ti lol. But I’ve been keeping logs of trolls from all sorts of streams, so don’t worry.

▶ You actually kept logs?

▶ Bro seriously has nothing better to do.

‘That guy?’

The guy had always given the sli advice, but never tried to stir up trouble.

That kind of behavior had built up enough trust that, subconsciously, the sli thought it might be okay to let him be mod.

At that mont, the system detected the sli’s thoughts and responded.

[Would you like to grant moderator privileges to Free Spirit?]

‘Yes!’

The sli made its decision quickly.

[Announcent: Squishy has appointed Free Spirit as a moderator.]

[Free Spirit] ▶ Thanks for trusting , Squishy. I’ll kick out any trolls imdiately!

▶Why not ! Why not ! Why not !

▶ [Anonymous5889 has been kicked.]

▶ Whoa, that’s effective lololol

▶First ti I’ve seen a kick notice in this chat lol

▶ Ah! Ban Xs!

▶Why haven’t they kicked that mating-parrot guy?

[Free Spirit] ▶ Honestly, that guy’s pretty ta, so I let it slide lol.

‘moderator! I chose one!’

The sli felt a small joy from having done sothing new.

“Alexandros II? What’s wrong?”

Noticing the sli sitting blankly and not eating cake while picking a moderator, Jessie asked.

“Don’t you like the cake? Are you sick of it?”

Jessie guessed that maybe the sli had gotten tired of the cake since it suddenly stopped eating.

‘Not tired! It’s delicious!’

The sli had learned a few gestures to communicate by observing Jessie while staying at the mansion.

And this gesture right now was one of the newly learned ways to express its feelings.

Shake shake!

Using the technique it learned when tilting its body, the sli fixed its lower half and twisted its upper body side to side.

It was reminiscent of a person shaking their head.

After shaking, the sli imdiately absorbed the cake.

“Hehe, you’re eating so well. You must’ve been daydreaming!”

Jessie could relate, having been scolded by Nina before for zoning out while thinking about a book during a al.

***

The next day.

With Nina’s help, Jessie wore her dress and humd with joy.

“Hmmm-hmm-hmm~.”

“You seem really excited, my lady?”

“Yep! I can show Alexandros II how amazing our territory is!”

“Our land is wonderful, that’s true. But... are you really going like that?”

“Yup! This way, people will think Alexandros II is safe.”

Nina’s eyes drifted upward to Jessie’s head.

And there, sitting atop her head, was the sli.

“The Count won’t look too kindly on this.”

“I already showed Dad once! He said I was super cute!”

“Aah, the Count...”

Nina slapped her forehead, frustrated by the Count’s doting behavior.

And a bit later—

Having finished getting ready, Jessie headed toward the office where Count Ludendion was.

“Father! I’m all ready!”

“Oh, Jessie, you look beautiful as always. My angel. But why is that sli...”

“This is Alexandros II, Father!”

“You’re putting Alexandros II on your head?”

“This way, everyone will think he’s safe! A monster even safe to put on your head!”

“Well, you’ve thought it through. As expected of my daughter.”

A monster not carried in one’s arms, but placed on one’s head.

It was certainly strange, but didn’t seem dangerous.

And if anyone tried to attack the sli sitting on Jessie’s head—regardless of it being a monster—

‘Such a person shouldn’t exist in this world.’

They would never escape Count Ludendion’s wrath.

He took Nina, Finn, and three elite knights from his order to accompany Jessie under the pretense of an inspection.

And naturally, their outing drew attention.

No one could ignore the appearance of the ruling Count’s household.

Above all—

‘A sli?’

‘That’s a sli, right?’

‘There’s a sli on her head?’

‘What is that? Is it real? Or... a hat?’

The sli atop Jessie’s head drew stares wherever she went.

The citizens were puzzled, curious, or imagined alternative explanations.

But if they kept watching, they would realize—

It really was a living sli.

‘Woooow! Woooooooow!’

Shiver shiver shiver!

The sli trembled with excitent, moved by the sight of the outside world!

“Jessie, the sl—cough, Alexandros II is trembling.”

“Hehe, he must be really happy to be outside! Alexandros II shakes or jumps around when he’s excited!”

“Is he heavy at all?”

“Not at all! When he shakes, it actually feels nice!”

Jessie had wanted to go out with the sli, but it was still an official inspection.

Count Ludendion moved through the land as usual, observing the lives of his citizens.

Jessie didn’t feel bored.

Since they walked through various places during inspections, there was always sothing to see.

Besides, seeing the sli shivering with joy made her glad she brought him along.

“Thank you as always, my lord!”

“My lord! Do you need so fresh fruits today?”

“Lady Jessie! This is freshly baked bread! Would you like one?”

As the Count and Jessie passed by, street vendors greeted them with warm smiles.

It was the result of Count Ludendion’s personality, fa, and benevolence.

He imposed low taxes, and when they needed to be raised, he made public announcents—and likewise, announced it clearly when they were lowered again.

To the citizens, Count Ludendion was truly an ideal ruler.

And they already knew—

That he was a complete doting father.

So even though there was a sli on Jessie’s head, they found it curious but didn’t question it.

If it were dangerous, the Count would never have allowed it on her head!

The fact that he did ant it was absolutely safe.

Boing!

The sli made a tiny bounce on Jessie’s head.

“Hmm? What’s wrong, Alexandros II?”

‘Alexandros II?’

‘That sli’s na is Alexandros II?’

‘That’s a fancy na for a sli.’

‘Why II?’

Jessie spread out her hands in response to the sli’s reaction.

The sli jumped off Jessie’s head and landed on her hands, then stretched out and pointed at a bread stall.

“Do you want bread?”

Boing!

“Hehe, got it! Father! Alexandros II says he wants to eat bread!”

“Alright. Then let’s get so.”

“Yes!”

The Count smiled brightly, watching Jessie approach the bread stall with the sli in hand.

‘That really is no ordinary sli. Should I allow Jessie to keep it by her side...?’