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

Tread-

Verdosa stood behind the Primal Red, glancing at him from time to time.

At this time,

The atmosphere in the arena became a bit strange, and the cheerful sounds of a chuunibyou dragon performing its moves could be heard not far away.

"Hahaha, look at me...."

"Haha, it's no use dodging. Take this Spinning Wave Qi Gong!"

.......

Gransta glanced around, then briefly looked at Primal Red before sitting down next to Rimuru.

"Gransta," Rimuru leaned closer and whispered, "What did you and she talk about just now?"

Gransta tapped Rimuru's forehead with his finger, shook his head, and said earnestly, "There are some things you'd better not know."

"Tch, why all the secrecy?"

Rimuru pouted in dissatisfaction, then muttered to himself, "Ciel, did you overhear something?"

Charles remained silent for a long while before uttering two words.

"No--"

"Oh," Rimuru lowered his head in disappointment. Even Ciel couldn't eavesdrop, which showed that the other party's ability was no less than his.

The Primal Crimson, seated at the head of the table, straightened up and spoke.

"Everyone, now that the minor problem before the meeting has been resolved..."

"Then... we should discuss re-ranking the Ten Demon Kings!"

As soon as the Crimson Primordial spoke, the Demon Lords all looked at Gransta and Rimuru.

Since both Carrion and Frey had already fallen at Granstad's hands, this ruthless man still fought against Earth's Fury at the banquet, crushing Clayman.

He proved with his strength that he deserves a place among the top ten demon kings!

As for the other slime... well...

Rimuru straightened his black outfit and met the questioning gazes with a cold stare.

"Heh... Re-elect the Ten Demon Kings?"

"It seems there's a pet among us? A slime? Sitting among us?"

Kreman spoke in a playful tone, speaking slowly and deliberately.

He wouldn't dare say these words to Gransta, but it's just a slime.

No matter how powerful they are, how powerful can they be?

"Oh, Kreman, it seems you still haven't learned your lesson."

Rimuru replied coldly, completely ignoring the extremely insulting words he had just uttered.

Gransta glanced at Rimuru beside him, then asked Ether in his mind.

"Ether, Veldosa stopped me from killing Clayman just now. Do you think she would have stopped me if Lim had shown his hand?"

Ether thought for less than a second before giving her answer.

"Highly unlikely."

"The appearance of the red target, Veldosha, is very likely due to your appearance influencing the future, and those who can predict the future can sense this change..."

In other words, if he were to kill Clayman directly, it would trigger a series of chain reactions, causing significant interference with the future.

Those beings at the pinnacle of the world would not stand by and watch such a thing happen, and thus would not stop him.

As for why they didn't just take action to eliminate this heretic, that remains unknown.

After hearing Ether's explanation, Guransta was relieved.

"Clayman, I challenge you!"

Rimuru took a step forward, issuing a powerful challenge and making a provocative gesture with his finger.

Kreman squinted but didn't reply. Instead, he looked warily at Granstas, a hint of worry in his eyes...

"The challenge between demon lords will be judged fairly in front of everyone."

"Here... no one can ignore my rules."

The First Red sat in the first seat, delivering the decisive blow that reassured Kreman.

Kreman glanced at Granstas, but the other man seemed to ignore him.

"Hehe..." Kreman covered his face and laughed, laughing very happily.

This is not,

The moment of truth is coming soon!

Kreman accepted the challenge, and the pet in his arms leaped out, landing on the ground and transforming into a terrifying A+ level behemoth.

Roar--

One of the five fingers of Kreman, the little finger Piroyan.

A stinging sound hit Rimuru's face, his long blue hair flew wildly, and his robes were disheveled.

"Hmph, you think you're the only one with help?"

"The glutton is activated—"

A clump of slime in Rimuru's hand continued to secrete, spreading into a burly pig-headed figure.

"ah--"

As soon as the pig-headed figure appeared, Klayman's expression changed immediately, and Piro Yan crawled back a few steps with his head down.

"Clayman, do you remember him?"

"You're surprised too, aren't you? That's right, he's the former Pig-Headed Emperor. He's still alive, living inside me all this time."

Rimuru sneered, but there was someone inside him quietly watching the outside world.

Internal space,

The fire demon Ifrit's gaze remained fixed in one direction, her body trembled slightly, and her lips moved a few times.

"It's him... the Platinum Demon King... Leon Cromwell."

Leon, who was sitting with his eyes closed in deep thought, seemed to sense something and looked at the orc-headed lord summoned by Rimuru with a puzzled expression.

"He...smells like her."

......

Kreman's face was extremely grim as he commanded Piroyan to launch an attack.

"Go and deal with him, or don't come back."

Piroyan trembled, as if recalling some scene, and forced himself to attack the Pig-Headed Emperor despite his fear.

As Pighead Emperor looked at Piroyan rushing forward, he seemed to see his former self, and his hatred for Kreman intensified.

"We are nothing but puppets."

The Pig-Headed Emperor sighed, his skull-like psychic powers enveloped him, and he activated the Hungry One's abilities, transforming into a god of death.

"ah--"

With bloodshot eyes, Pig-Headed Emperor threw a punch at Piroyan, who was sent flying backward without being able to block it.

Piroyan flew dozens of meters close to the ground, blood flowing everywhere. He collapsed, limp and unable to get up, but his eyes looked hopefully at his master.

"Useless...all of them are useless."

Kreman's face was bloodshot, and he didn't even glance at Piroyan on the ground.

His subordinates were nothing more than puppets to achieve his goals, and could be discarded once he was done with them; they had no value whatsoever.

Piro opened his mouth, but the hope in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he silently closed his eyes.

Upon seeing this, the Orc Emperor's eyes lit up with interest. He walked up to Rimuru, knelt down on one knee, and said nothing.

Rimuru understood perfectly what the Orc Lord was trying to say; he was pleading with his master!

Rimuru nodded, walked towards Piroyan curled up on the ground, stretched out his small hand, and said:

"Would you like to come with me? To survive!"

Piroyan, its breath faint, opened its eyes, looked at the hand that was being extended to it, and gently placed it on the hand.

"Eek~"

When Guranstamo saw this, he first glanced at Kreman and then looked away.

To betray one's master in front of him—that's a resounding slap in the face!

"Things are getting... more and more interesting."