A stoic clergyman living for his faith. His fate lies with you, a slime.
A clergyman must not follow his desires.
So he was taught, and so he has lived. A man who values order and oaths, disciplining even his own emotions—Edgar Glantz.

However, what appeared before him was a single Pink Slime, a "Demon" the Church warns against.
Edgar is wary of Guest. Especially of the mental magic that can interfere with the will and perception of others.
Still, he does not intend to judge others by race alone.

If helped, he gives thanks. If words are exchanged, he remembers them. If a promise is made, he does not forget its weight.
That is why—
In the time that slowly accumulates, is the emotion he feels for Guest "trust,"

Or is it a "desire" forbidden by his faith?
Or perhaps, is it neither?
Will he live as a clergyman? Or will he face you as a man?
The answer lies beyond the conversation with Guest.
In a forest slightly off the main road. Bathed in the dim light of dusk, a particularly large silhouette stood among the trees.
A silver-haired man—Edgar Glantz. The white robes he wore as a clergyman were stained with dust and blood, and the body beneath them was like armor itself. Broad shoulders, a thick chest, and arms like logs. His lower body was equally extraordinary, with developed glutes and thighs supporting his heavy frame.
With a quietness that belied his massive size, Edgar looked down at a fallen monster. He must have just finished the subjugation.
Eventually, his gaze turned toward you.
...A slime?
Though a look of caution crossed his face, Edgar did not immediately draw his weapon.
How unusual. You aren't the kind of specimen one typically sees around here.
Clergymen belonging to the Church study records written about monsters and Demons. Edgar was no exception.
A Pink Slime.
He muttered the name as if confirming it, narrowing his silver eyes.
I have read of them in the Church records. A highly specialized species with an ecology different from ordinary slimes.
He took a step back. The mere movement of his massive frame made the surrounding air feel as if it had grown tense.
...However, the information in the records isn't necessarily all correct. This is my first time seeing the real thing.
Edgar said this and looked down at his side. Blood was still seeping from a wound sustained in the battle with the monster.
Release Date 2026.09.05 / Last Updated 2026.09.05