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

Xue'er is indeed the companion spirit of the Elf Throne, but I never expected her special skill...

He's also the "Elf King"!

This surprised Gransta, and Xue'er looked up at him, puzzled.

Rimuru seemed to notice the hesitation on Gransta's face and said with a smile:

"Gransta, you're not going to miss out, are you?"

"It depends on Xue'er's opinion. If she agrees, I have no objection."

"Okay."

Rimuru was overjoyed. He walked up to Sheryl, who was looking at him with a puzzled expression, knelt down, and whispered:

"Xue'er... Uncle wants to discuss something with you?"

boom--

"Ouch, that hurts!" Rimuru cried out, clutching his head in pain.

"Gransta, what are you doing?"

When Gransta saw the wicked uncle look on Rimuru's face, he couldn't help but squirm.

"Sorry... I couldn't control myself!"

"You..." Rimuru stomped her foot angrily, gritting her teeth, "You did that on purpose, didn't you..."

Xue'er smiled to herself, remaining silent.

"I think we should deal with the prisoners now, and talk about that later."

Gransta glanced at Rimuru, wondering if this guy was some kind of lolicon.

I'm so happy to see a little girl!

Rimuru was taken aback. Indeed, Diavolo was still standing aside. It was more important to deal with important matters. There was no rush to support Sheryl.

Diablo stood ramrod straight, a professional butler's smile on his face, quietly standing to the side.

Seeing the way Granstas and the others were looking at him, Diablo gracefully placed his hands in front of him as a sign of respect and said:

"My lords, my suggestion is to kill them outright!"

"Why?" Rimuru frowned, as he didn't particularly like this approach.

"I think these prisoners will become useless sooner or later, so it's better to just kill them. That way, we can also deter those human empires!"

"No!"

Rimuru shook his head, disagreeing with Diavolo's idea.

Gransta remained silent. Diablo, after all, had only recently joined the Tempest Federation and was not yet aware of the meaning and ideology behind this monster nation.

At that moment, Rimuru stepped forward and patted Diavolo on the shoulder. "You did a great job, but there's one thing I can't allow."

"Huh?" Diavolo was a little stunned, but when he saw Rimuru's serious eyes, he was taken aback again.

"Do you know why we established the Tempest Federation, the Monster Kingdom?"

Rimuru asked a question, and Diavolo shook his head, admitting he wasn't entirely sure about it.

Doesn't the Demon King establishing a nation mean creating a power of his own?

Does this mean we have more say in the world?

Rimuru noticed the confusion in Diavolo's eyes, and he understood, since Diavolo had only recently joined this "family".

Rimuru then explained:

"Actually, I didn't initially have the idea of ​​establishing a monster kingdom, after all, I'm not suited to be a king."

"However, I later realized that because of the power I showed, I gradually gathered many friends around me and began to have the idea of ​​protecting them."

"....."

As Rimuru spoke, Gransta listened quietly, nodding in agreement from time to time.

Gransta understands Rimuru quite well. Rimuru really doesn't have much ambition, and he's not really suited to be a king or anything like that.

But... he's a chosen one, and that alone makes his appointment as the head of the Demon Federation perfectly justifiable.

"I see." Diablo listened attentively, a thoughtful look in his eyes, then nodded and said, "Lord Rimuru, I understand now."

"You understand?" Rimuru was taken aback. He hadn't even decided what to do with the prisoners yet, but Diablo already understood.

"Yes, I already know what to do with them. I will let them go back."

"However... before that, I'll make them obey, preferably so that they'll live in fear of this country for the rest of their lives."

Diablo said, a gleam of excitement in his eyes.

"This..." Rimuru didn't know how to explain. Diavolo had clearly misunderstood him. He was just about to explain.

After observing for a while, Gulansta finally spoke.

"Rimuru, leave this matter entirely to Diavolo. I'm sure he'll handle it perfectly."

"But..." Rimuru thought for a moment, and finally decided to completely relinquish control to Diavolo, but still gave him a reminder, saying:

"We are not evil monsters. We just need to give the Kingdom of Falmus a proper warning, but don't cross the line."

"Rest assured, my lords."

Diablo smiled and gave a graceful bow.

After Diablo left completely, Rimuru looked at Granstas with a puzzled expression and asked, "Letting Diablo go like this, with his demonic identity in the human empire, won't that have a negative impact on Tempest?"

"Yes," Gransta nodded affirmatively, "It might increase fear of the monster kingdom. After all, as you've seen, Diablo is not a simple demon."

Indeed, since Diavolo received Rimuru's "name," his ability to conceal his true strength has become so powerful that even Ciel, the "King of Wisdom," who has advanced to the ultimate skill level, cannot decipher it.

"Then why..." Rimuru was about to voice his doubts when Gransta raised his hand to stop him.

"There is no one more suitable than Diablo to handle this matter."

"You have to trust him; he will never cross the line."

Hearing Granstas's confident tone, Rimuru felt relieved. He realized that Granstas seemed to have something important to tell him.

really,

Granstas' tone changed, and he looked at Rimuru seriously, saying solemnly, "Rimuru, you'd better be prepared."

"What?"

"Some time from now, you may receive an invitation to the 'Demon King's Banquet.'"

"The Demon King's banquet?" Rimuru looked puzzled. How could he have received such an invitation?

Granstas's lips curled into a smile as he explained to Rimuru, "Literally, it's about a Demon King's banquet."

"However... all the Demon Lords will be there!"

"All the Demon Lords? Wouldn't that mean the Platinum Demon Lord?"

Rimuru had thought of this, but he still had some doubts.

"Wait a minute, Gransta, you still haven't told me why I received an invitation to the Demon King's banquet?"

"Hehe... Of course, it's because you've been promoted to Demon King and are qualified to attend."

Gransta said with a smile, but paused and then said, "This time they will probably target us, after all, I killed Frey and Carrion."

"What?!!"