In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

"Since they won't leave, I'll leave them all here as material!"

Gransta stepped forward, his voice chilling, and his body had already grown to the size of an elf.

"Hey! Gransta, don't be so bloodthirsty, okay? This won't solve anything."

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

The pack of wolves trembled from the frost beneath their feet, their bodies covered in a layer of frost.

The lead wolf, with a layer of white fur under its forehead, tried to speak, but its throat was frozen, making it difficult to utter a word.

"We actually..."

With great difficulty, he raised his wolf head and managed to utter only a few words.

It was on the verge of tears; in truth, the wolf pack had long since lost the will to continue fighting.

With these two big shots on the other side, what are they even fighting for?

They wanted to give in too! But he couldn't speak, he could only stare wide-eyed.

"Oh! You dare glare at us? I'm really short on material right now, let's kill them all!"

"Ah~, Gransta, don't get excited, maybe that wolf was just braver!"

Rimuru panicked.

When Gransta saw the lead wolf with white stubble, he dared to stare at him with wide eyes. Wasn't he courting death?

Gransta didn't actually want to kill them; these wolves were originally part of Rimuru's crew in the original storyline.

In other words, it's his crew, and that white-furred wolf should be Rimuru's personal mount, Ranga.

Since it's Rimuru's mount, it's not unreasonable for him to scare it a little.

As Granstas thought this, he also pretended to cast a spell and raised one hand.

Look at this action!

The person on the other end was so frightened that Lan Ya's eyes almost popped out of their sockets before she could even speak.

What do you mean I'm super brave? I'm super timely, okay!

Why does that beautiful elf on the other side keep killing them for material?

That's absolutely terrifying! I'm sorry, Dad, all I can do is...

"We...we are willing to submit to you, please don't kill us, we are willing to surrender!"

Driven by his will to survive, Garo finally thawed the frost in his throat and hurriedly uttered those words.

He was terrified that if he had been even a second slower, an ice spike would have pierced right in front of him.

"Haha, Gransta, look! They've already surrendered, so stop scaring them and hurry up and thaw them out."

"Otherwise, you'll really freeze to death!"

Rimuru transformed into a slime and hopped over to Granstree.

"cut!"

Grandmaster grimaced helplessly and could only follow Rimuru's instructions to thaw them.

However, he was a little surprised by the malicious look in Ranga's eyes.

This wolf is pretty good; it managed to melt some of the frost on its own. Its abilities seem quite impressive.

As a result, nearly a hundred wolves from the Fang Wolf Clan joined Rimuru's "big family".

......

"Hmm, none of you have names? That's really inconvenient. How about I help you come up with some names?"

Rimuru then realized that none of them had names, which made it difficult to command them.

You should know that his "big family" has just been established and has a certain number of members, and there are many places to be allocated.

"Really? Lord Rimuru, you...you really want to name us?"

The village chief goblin was the first to get excited, and the surrounding goblins also looked over in surprise.

Even the newly integrated Fang Wolves turned their gazes over, their tails swaying rapidly behind them.

"Yes, village chief, gather everyone here, including the wolf pack. Line up one by one."

Rimuru stared longingly at the group of hundreds of monsters; it would take a long time to name them all.

His eyes looked dejected; he really wanted to slack off!

Look at Granstad over there!

She acted like an outsider, leisurely lying on a big rock basking in the sun. Seriously, is it really okay for you, this ice sprite, to like sunbathing?

To be honest, he was very envious!

Granstas's attitude was completely that of someone who wanted to wash their hands of the matter. This made Rimuru very angry and he wanted to go up and argue with her.

But it seems he can't beat Gransta right now!

Ugh!

"Holy crap, naming hundreds of monsters? Rimuru really dares to dream!"

"I'd better slip away when Rimuru isn't looking. If Rimuru asks me for help, oh my god, I'll be drained dry."

Granster lay leisurely on the rock, his gaze drifting towards Rimuru's side.

When he discovered that Rimuru was going to name everyone as in the original story, he was so frightened that he quickly and secretly transformed into a very small elf.

Gransta didn't want to waste his magic on a bunch of monsters that weren't even C-rank materials. The magic conversion rate was too low, and only a kind-hearted guy like Rimuru would do that.

He believed that even if he reminded him, Rimuru would still do it given his personality.

Still immersed in joy, no one noticed a small figure flash by.

Great Sage: ......(Should I say something? I'm so conflicted ˃ʍ˂)

"Everyone line up, seniors first, village chief, you go first!"

"Okay, you'll be called Ligurd!"

"Thank you so much, Lord Rimuru! Thank you so much!"

Rimuru: Look how simple and honest the goblin is, so happy to hear that he has a name of his own.

"Your name is Gobli...you're called Goblin...you should be called Goblin Slayer! Hmm, that's a good name!"

...

Rimuru became increasingly numb as the story progressed, and the names he chose became more and more casual.

Just as he finished naming the last goblin, Rimuru felt dizzy and his vision went black. His body turned into a limp puddle of liquid.

"Um, what's wrong with me? I feel so sleepy!"

"Great Sage: Your magic power has dropped to a certain level, making it impossible for you to maintain a normal body. You have begun to fall into a deep sleep... Recovery time is estimated to be three days."

The Great Sage's voice echoed in Rimuru's mind.

"How could this be..."

The goblins around the scene were terrified and panicked.

"Lord Rimuru! What happened to you? Why have you turned into a puddle of liquid?"

"What are you all standing there for? Go and call Lord Gransta!"

The village chief, Ligurud, who had been named, also shouted anxiously.

"Ah, yes!"

The goblin looked towards the spot where Gransta was sunbathing.

"Huh! Where's Lord Gransta?"

......

"Tsk tsk, Rimuru is really in a bad situation right now! He'll need to sleep for three days to recover the magic power consumed by naming it."

"Now they're even being worshipped like a god, with a small altar erected in the middle of the village. Wait, why are there three incense sticks in front of it? What's going on here? Haha."

Gransta listened with a sigh as he learned from his unique technique that Rimuru's body would remain asleep for another three days.

He really wanted to take a picture of Rimuru's current appearance, especially as Gransta rested his chin on his hand, watching Rimuru with great interest.

And at this moment

"Lord Gransta, do you think Lord Rimuru will be alright?"

A tall shadow loomed in front of Granster, and even he couldn't help but look up at the towering goblin.

It has undergone a complete transformation compared to its previous appearance!

Isn't this the Rigurd village chief who was named by Rimuru?