C75 I Don't Have Any Rapid Syrup Asshole!(10)

The moment I heard the Slime's words, a fireball flew out. The fireball was about the size of a ghoul's head, but I didn't think it was that simple. How could a Slime use such an ordinary magic? I chose to hide in my shell. At a place where I couldn't see, the fireball hit the ghoul's head. The ghoul let go of my hand, allowing me to regain my freedom