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

"Yes, that's fine."

Gransta was very satisfied to see that Ether had established a detailed combat power system.

However, he was slightly shocked to find that his magic power had reached an astonishing 8 million+. In his memory, Rimuru's magic power was only 5 million after he successfully awakened.

Ether discerned Lord Gransta's doubts and provided timely explanations.

"Lord Gransta, the amount of magic power is related to the characteristics of one's ultimate skill... The level of magic power does not necessarily indicate the level of combat strength, but is only a reference value for estimating combat strength."

"Ether, I completely agree with that statement."

The level of magic power does not reflect the strength of combat power, and Gransta certainly understands this. However, he did not expect that Ether could answer his question so quickly.

"However, it's time to leave this place." Gransta cracked his knuckles; the surrounding altars had long since crumbled into ruins.

Just as Gransta was about to leave, he felt someone tugging at his clothes and turned around in confusion.

"Daddy~"

Her voice was clear and sweet, and Xue'er's eyes were innocent as she looked up and met his gaze.

Gulansta froze upon hearing the address. He was always embarrassed by it, even though he was only in his early twenties, considering that he was still alive before his reincarnation.

Gransta crouched down, stroking Xue'er's soft hair with his hand, and said helplessly:

"Xue'er, could you please use a different way of addressing me? For example, you could call me 'Teacher' like Kuroya does, or something else."

"Daddy~" Xue'er blinked in confusion, not understanding what Gransta was talking about.

"Can't we just get another one?"

"dad."

...

"Hmm, okay, whatever you like."

In the end, Granstad compromised. He realized that Cheryl's way of addressing him was purely instinctive and could not be changed.

This time, amidst the doubt... Ether, Chaos chose to remain silent.

So Gransta took Sheryl's little hand and prepared to take her back to Tempest to be cared for by Rimuru, who was quite experienced in taking care of children.

But at that moment,

Gransta frowned. His magical perception range could now easily cover this space, yet he discovered a large number of life forms within it.

"Why are there so many life forms in this world besides me?"

The life forms that Gransta sensed were not weak in terms of magical energy, and most of them were at least B-rank.

"Lord Gransta, these are ice-type monsters that were created when you released magic energy, due to the high concentration of magic energy and the fact that they were in a specific space."

Ether continued to explain Gransta's question as always.

Gransta was stunned. His magic concentration could actually create monsters in a specific space. He had seen this ability before on the Storm Dragon Veldora.

"A highly intelligent [Snow Fairy]? A [Snow Mammoth] with both size and strength... an [Ice Giant]?"

"This..." Driven by curiosity, Gransta grabbed several kinds of monsters.

Upon noticing Gransta's gaze, these monsters trembled in fear. Even the A-rank snow demons could only prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling with terror. They remembered being on the snowfield just a second ago, and then suddenly found themselves here.

They couldn't even make out the man's face; the superior majesty emanating from the depths of their souls made them prostrate on the ground, as if kneeling before a king.

Granstamo stroked his chin, his gaze fixed on the monsters in front of him. Ether had already told him that in the ten years since his awakening, hundreds of ice-type monsters had been born in this specific space thanks to his magic essence.

"They have a core within them that seems to purify the magic power of demons below the Demon King level, slightly increasing their maximum magic power limit."

Gransta used Ether's abilities to instantly analyze the special characteristics of these ice-type monsters.

It is precisely because of the special nature of these ice-type monsters that, driven by their instinctive desire for evolution, they devour and prey on each other.

"The monsters in this space are a great training ground... and perhaps also a good 'breeding prison'."

Granstas's lips curled slightly as he considered how to best utilize this space, and through Ether's abilities...

"Ether, it would be best to reclaim this space and turn it into a portable item."

"receive!"

"Defining the space...Beginning construction of the core structure...Combining with the [absolutely isolated space], production begins..."

"Definition successfully created... Please name it, Lord Gransta!"

"The Permafrost Wonderland"

...

Gransta and Cher emerged from the space created by Ramiris, but Cher held a rhombus-shaped crystal in her hand, with dense, almost imperceptible snowflakes inside...

The person happiest about Gransta's successful awakening was probably Ramiris. A streak of light flashed by, and she was already in front of Gransta, hands on her hips, pointing at him and shouting:

"Gransta, do you know how long I've been waiting here?"

Gransta saw Ramiris's puffed-up cheeks and found it somewhat amusing, but he also felt a little apologetic. After all, it had taken him ten years to successfully awaken, though he didn't know how many days had passed in the outside world.

"Excuse me, how long has it been since the Ice Guards left, Ramiris?"

"Hmm... let me think." Ramiris instantly forgot her anger, spun around a few times in the air, and then returned to Gransta, holding up two fingers. "A full twelve days!"

"That's good, thankfully it's not too late?" Gransta breathed a sigh of relief. Only twelve days had passed, and it was still a long time before Clayman held his Demon King banquet.

In other words, the previous plan can continue...

"What are you muttering about?" While he was thinking, Ramiris leaned closer with a suspicious look on her face.

Gransta gently pushed Ramiris away from his face, but Ramiris clung tightly to his fingers and refused to let go.

"Alright, Ramiris, we should head back. Didn't you say you wanted to move to Tempest?"

Ramiris immediately became serious and nodded vigorously, emphasizing that moving was still the most important thing.

Let's go!

"Mmm...."

Ramiris then noticed a small head peeking out from behind Gransta, and she immediately rushed up to Cher and made a face as if she had discovered a new continent.

"Waaah...whose little devil is this? Waaah..."

Sheryl didn't react to Ramiris's funny face at all; instead, she was curious and wanted to pull it with her hand.

Startled, Ramiris quickly dodged to the side.