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

The green-haired maid exuded an aura that was by no means weak. On the surface, she made a gesture of respect as a maid, but her eyes revealed a deep and unfathomable unease in her heart.

Upon seeing this person, Gransta smiled and looked at Rimuru, saying, "Let's go, everyone else has come to invite us."

Rimuru silently followed Gransta, and the two of them, led by the green-haired maid, stepped into the Demon Gate.

As the two approached, the green-haired maid looked up at their backs, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

With a "hum", the space trembled, and the Demon Gate slowly disappeared into the void.

......

Before long, the Demon Gate reappeared in a specially prepared space.

As soon as Granstas and Rimuru appeared, they were instantly locked onto by several penetrating gazes.

These gazes contained scrutiny, but even more so, curiosity.

Rimuru seemed a little unimpressed, while Gransta appeared much more composed. Although he had never seen the owners of these gazes before, he recognized them.

"These two are the new Demon Lords? Even Carrion and Frey... heh heh."

A demon king seated at the round table spoke, his tone laced with provocation. A maid in a black dress behind him glanced up, then looked away.

Granstad noticed that her eyes were a rare heterochromatic color.

"The demon kings these days are so powerful, it's terrifying."

One of the people lying on the table groggily raised his head, said something casually, and then fell back asleep.

The most excited demon lord was undoubtedly Ramiris. From the moment Gransta and the others appeared, she frantically waved her arms, gesturing for them to come over, as if afraid that others wouldn't understand the relationship between them.

"Ramillies, are they your friends?"

Guy looked at Ramiris, who was fidgeting around beside him, and asked her a question out of curiosity.

"Of course, we are very...very, very good friends."

"oh."

Qi Yi didn't ask any more questions and fell silent.

Gransta and Rimuru ignored Ramiris's enthusiasm and went to sit down near the round table.

This space was created by Guy specifically for the Demon King's banquet. In the center is a round table about ten meters long, with ten chairs arranged around it.

With Carrion and Frey absent, these ten chairs now correspond exactly to the ten Demon Lords.

"Clayman, is he still not here?"

Rimuru secretly communicated with Gransta, his eyes sweeping over the Demon King before him.

"Okay, let's wait."

As soon as Granstas sat down, he began to scrutinize the Demon King opposite him, the one who had just provoked him. Judging from his race, he should be a vampire.

The person on the other side immediately noticed Gransta's gaze and his eyes flashed with anger, as he thought the other party was provoking him.

He was about to speak when he paused, and his expression returned to normal.

A look of surprise flashed in Granstad's eyes. He had noticed the heterochromatic-eyed maid in the black dress behind him as soon as he appeared, and had been staring at her without any attempt to hide it.

But the other party seemed very calm and ignored Gransta's overstepping actions.

"Rimuru, that maid over there is not simple."

"Isn't she the maid that vampire brought with him?"

"She's even stronger than that vampire lord."

"Ah." Rimuru glanced at the maid a few more times, almost misjudging her.

The serious-looking vampire in front of you is most likely a subordinate or puppet, while the maid behind you is the real master.

Could it be one of the demon king's quirks? Does he enjoy role-playing?

The heterochromatic maid frowned. With her senses, she had long since noticed Gransta's probing gaze, but she was still very confident in her disguise.

But I felt a sudden tightness in my chest, as if the person on the other end had seen everything.

As the Night Demon Queen, Luminas is by no means weak, and besides, few demon lords know her true appearance.

But why was that elf staring at her from the moment he appeared?

A feeling of being seen through, or is it just an illusion?

Gransta withdrew his gaze, exchanged a smile with Rimuru, and sat comfortably in his seat, occasionally exchanging glances with Ramiris opposite him.

At that moment, Rimuru gave Gransta a look, "Look, the one sitting over there with his eyes closed in deep thought."

Following Rimuru's gesture, Gransta looked over and saw a man with blond hair and a cold, handsome face, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.

He seemed indifferent to all the demon lords present, but after seeing Rimuru's appearance, he glanced at him a few more times before closing his eyes again.

"It was him... the Platinum Sword King... Leon Cromwell, the one who abandoned Miss Shizue..."

Rimuru hadn't forgotten his promise to Shizue-san and was going to teach this Demon Lord a lesson. The moment he saw the real deal, his eyes narrowed and his aura was revealed.

The outward manifestation of this aura immediately piqued the interest of all the demon kings, while the Platinum Demon King seemed oblivious, continuing to meditate with his eyes closed.

"Rimuru..."

Gransta placed his hand on Rimuru's shoulder and whispered:

"Now is not the time..."

Rimuru took a deep breath and withdrew his imposing aura. "I understand."

"Actually, what I mean is... it's not good to cause trouble for him now that there are so many people around. It would be best to do it when he's alone..."

"Huh?" Rimuru glanced at Granstas, who was grinning mischievously, and then smiled mischievously in return.

"Haha...right, wait until he's alone."

Seeing that Rimuru had withdrawn his aura, all the demon lords present immediately lost their interest in watching the show.

"Tch...boring."

"I thought we were going to fight, and this is it?"

"......."

A moment later, a demonic gate appeared out of thin air, followed by a tooth-grinding sound.

"Everyone, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

A pink-haired twin-tailed loli was the first to walk out of the door. The tyrannical demon king's reputation, not to mention that he was an ancient demon, made him an old acquaintance of most of the people present.

Immediately afterward, an elegant man in a white tuxedo appeared behind them, holding a soft-furred pet.

Kreman's appearance was as if all the demon kings had been waiting for him, and then something even more outrageous happened.

"Hurry up, you idiot!!"

Kreman kicked Milim in the back, and she staggered, continuing to walk forward numbly.

Instantly, all the demon kings held their breath, unable to utter a sound.

Rimuru was furious. Gransta thought to himself, "Milim is really going all out to keep acting."

That was a tyrannical demon king, the one with the most uncontrollable temper, yet he was kicked like a dog by Klayman.

It was almost unbelievable; all the demon kings silently looked at Clayman.

Sitting in the main seat, Qi Yi's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible coldness.

"I apologize, esteemed Demon Lords, I have been dealing with some matters that have taken up a considerable amount of time."

Kreman smiled and walked towards his seat, his tone showing no sign of apology.

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