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

Gulansta almost wondered if he had entered the wrong movie set. Was his entrance in the wrong way?

"Ugh—" The two figures began to dry heave immediately after appearing.

They were like people who had been submerged in water for a long time, experiencing the world upside down, but thankfully they finally broke through the ice and came out.

However, they swore they would never want to enter the Duke's teleportation array in their lifetime.

You really can't handle this kind of hardcore teleportation without having a lot of resilience.

"Gransta, where did you bring these two little charms back from?"

Rimuru walked over curiously; both of them were elves.

"Brother, it's so good to see you back. I've missed you so much."

Veldora gave Gransta a big hug. He could feel the other's enthusiasm, as his body felt like it had been twisted into a pretzel by a tremendous force.

Victor and Cromwell couldn't help but take a few steps back, their expressions wary. Only when they saw a beautiful girl looking at them with curious eyes did they realize that they were surrounded by monsters.

I've never seen so many monsters in my life; it's like I've been kidnapped and taken to a monster's lair.

Gransta forcefully pushed away the enthusiastic Veldora and said:

"Veldela, I'll catch up with you later. Let me make arrangements for these two first."

Veldora chuckled, gave Gransta a hard punch on the shoulder, and said:

"Gransta, you're quite sturdy."

Gransta almost lost his balance, just in time to notice Rimuru's gloating gaze.

Damn, those two definitely did it on purpose; they must have planned it beforehand.

Gransta glared at Rimuru, then walked over to the two of them and introduced them:

"These two are subordinates of the queen of that magical dynasty; they are Sword Saint Victor and Cromwell."

"Sword Saint?"

Rimuru curiously leaned closer and said:

"Between him and Elder Bai, whose swordsmanship is superior?"

Viktor felt a little nervous seeing so many people staring at him, but he was still quite confident in his swordsmanship, so he straightened up.

After a while,

A white figure appeared behind Rimuru like a ghost, chuckling as it spoke:

"The Sword Saint brought back by Lord Gransta? I'm quite curious too."

Everyone was quite used to Whitebeard's walking style, and Rimuru even pushed the bewildered Victor directly in front of Whitebeard.

Upon seeing the white-haired old man, Victor immediately felt a bad premonition.

"Wind Elf race?"

"I heard from the Ice Guard that he encountered a skilled swordsman in the Magic Dynasty, but he was no match for him."

Old Bai carefully examined Victor from head to toe and found that the other man's aura was not as fierce as he had imagined.

Victor was taken aback. The Ice Guard was a lifelong source of pain for him, after all, he had lost in such a humiliating way.

"You know... the Ice Guards?"

Old Bai first glanced at Gransta, and seeing that the man shook his head, he stroked his beard and said:

"He's kind of my disciple, I suppose."

"Are you his master?"

Victor narrowed his eyes, his hand unconsciously gripping the sword.

Seeing that the two swordsmen seemed to get along well, Gransta decided:

"Old Bai, why don't you take care of Victor? Make sure they get used to life here; they came here to learn."

"Lord Gransta, you jest. Since it is your order, I will certainly treat him well."

Old Bai stroked his beard and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Gransta.

Cromwell, standing nearby, sensed that something was amiss.

This group of people seemed to be chatting and laughing, but why did they look so sorrowful when they heard that Victor was being handed over to that white-haired old man?

Especially that short goblin, who looked at Victor as if he were a "brother" who shared the same fate.

That's so strange. His Highness the Duke wouldn't harm them. I hope Victor is alright.

Just then, Gransta looked at Cromwell, who was deep in thought, and said:

As for you...

"You'll definitely learn something if you follow Benimaru."

Red Maru approached Gransta, looked Cromwell up and down, and said with a puzzled expression:

"Lord Gransta, this guy's strength... seems... not quite right for me. It would be better to have him tempered by Instructor Bai."

Granstas pushed Cromwell in front of Benimaru and explained:

"Although his strength is a bit lacking, he was the captain of the magic legion before, and he has a talent for commanding the legion's magical attacks."

Upon hearing this, Red Pill immediately became interested, put his arm around Cromwell's shoulder, and said kindly:

"My elven brother, my legion is exactly lacking someone like you. Besides, you were introduced by Lord Gransta. Come to me, and I'll give you the position of adjutant."

Cromwell was a little stunned, staring blankly at the red-haired, smiling demon in front of him.

He glanced at Hongwan, then at the smiling Duke.

"Hey, just come with me. I guarantee that if you come with me, your strength will definitely be no less than that of the Sword Saint who came with you."

Cromwell was tempted and was forcibly dragged away by Benimaru.

Seeing that Gransta had settled the two of them, Rimuru and Veldora came over again, making strange noises.

"Tsk tsk, poor elf friend, sold out by Granstas so heartlessly."

"Exactly, a hands-off approach..."

Gransta turned his head, his face darkening, and said coldly:

"I haven't even settled accounts with you two yet, and you're already making fun of me?"

Veldora stepped forward and pointed at Rimuru, saying:

"Rimuru said he would be 'enthusiastic' towards you when you come back, and he's the one who told me to do it."

Rimuru was stunned, and looked at Veldora in disbelief once again.

This guy is definitely a traitor!

Rimuru lowered his voice and said:

"Dude, you betrayed me? Do you still want the comic book?"

Veldora shook her head. "I've already completed my mission. The comic book should be mine. I was just explaining it to Gransta."

"You...you're not loyal."

Rimuru was on the verge of tears; this guy was shameless.

"Okay, stop crying."

Gransta, with ill intent, gripped Rimuru's shoulder tightly to prevent him from escaping, and said in a sinister tone:

"Rimuru, Shion seems to have come up with a few new dishes recently, and we happen to need someone to try them. How about it?"

"This Gransta is terrifying!" Rimuru shook his head frantically, struggling to speak.

"That would be fatal!"

How could you say that? It will hurt Shion's feelings.

Everyone immediately took several steps back, and even Veldora noticed something was wrong and stepped back a little.

"Gransta, there's something else important I need to tell you."

"Recently, Kreman has allied with the people of Milim's territory and plans to attack us!"

Gransta dragged Rimuru over to Shion's side and said:

"No rush, let's finish our food first before discussing business."

"Gransta, I hate you—!"

"Ciel, save me!!"

"what?"