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

Ifrit gave a wry smile.

It was a dead end just now, is there any way to break it? If Lord Storm Dragon wants to cheat, there's nothing he can do.

He shook his head and followed behind the Storm Dragon.

The Pig-Headed Emperor looked around at the space with a puzzled expression, and sensed that there seemed to be movement behind him.

"You are...."

It's possible that when the Pig-Headed Emperor turned around, his body was no longer able to move, because there was a huge dragon head in front of him.

"storm...."

His voice became trembling.

Ifrit shook her head, deeply sympathetic to seeing the Pig-Headed Emperor frozen in place in terror. She remembered that he had the same expression when he first met Lord Storm Dragon.

"Tsk tsk, the Pig-Headed Demon King? He's got some skills, but it's a pity that you need connections to survive in this world."

Storm Dragon began to look Pig-Head Emperor up and down, and finally his gaze fell on the box in Pig-Head Emperor's hand, and his eyes lit up.

"Aww~"

The Storm Dragon roared excitedly.

"Kid, I smell my two friends on you. Did they bring me some gifts?"

Pig-Headed Emperor felt a chill run down his spine as the Storm Dragon scrutinized him. Upon hearing the question, he respectfully picked up the box that Gransta had given him and handed it to the Storm Dragon.

"The two gentlemen outside asked me to give my regards to you two."

"Furthermore, Lord Gransta knows that you two are bored here, so he asked me to bring you some small gifts."

Upon hearing this, Storm Dragon's mouth practically stretched to its ears in a wide grin.

"Haha, I've received the good wishes from my two friends, haha."

"Granstad's second brother is really thoughtful; it wasn't for nothing that I almost got drained by him last time..."

Speaking of the last time, naming Gransta had drained so much of his magic power that the little dragon was almost completely drained, and he still harbored some resentment. But now...

Little Dragon is very easy to coax!

The Storm Dragon saw the small box and gestured to Ifrit, his little follower, to open it for him.

Flett took the box from Pighead and opened it under Storm Dragon's curious gaze.

Inside lay some cards, fifty-four in total, and something that looked like an instruction manual.

The Storm Dragon's senses swept over the instruction manual silently, and it instantly knew everything.

"Playing cards! I never knew there were such fun things in this world."

This instruction manual details how to play poker, including the rules. A deck of cards consists of 54 cards, including the Big Joker and Little Joker...

As a highly intelligent creature, the Storm Dragon quickly understood all the gameplay and rules.

"This Demon King battle is really interesting! There are three of us, let's give it a try."

Pighead Emperor was led away by Evelyn with a look of fear on his face. Even now, he still couldn't believe that it was all real.

(Ahem, I think the Orc Lord is at least a near-Demon Lord, and Rimuru has a few subordinates, so let's give Rimuru another subordinate as compensation!)

...

The dark clouds completely dispersed, and warm sunlight shone on this broken land.

Rimuru looked around and announced loudly.

"We have won."

Benimaru and the others smiled; they had ultimately won this great battle.

Gobuta also shouted loudly.

"Lord Rimuru is awesome! Lord Granstas is mighty!"

The Frost Wolf riders also joined in the shouting.

The lizardmen warriors, seeing this, also shouted along with the goblins.

Conversely, the pig-headed army was completely exhausted, and the power of the hungry disappeared the moment the pig-headed emperor was devoured.

They were originally C-rank or higher monsters, but the power they absorbed is slowly fading, and they will turn back into D-rank monsters.

These pig-headed armies could only quietly await the judgment of the victors.

Rimuru moved closer to Gransta.

"Gransta, what should we do with these pig-headed soldiers? I promised the Pig-Headed Emperor I would take good care of his people."

Gulansta pondered for a moment.

"Rimuru, do you intend to settle them all? That's unrealistic; there are 120,000 of them right now."

"Moreover, they also killed many of their lizardmen, so this matter is unlikely to end well."

Rimuru's little face immediately showed an ugly expression.

"What should we do? Gransta, you have to help me think of a solution."

Gulansta spread his little hands.

"You're the boss here, why are you asking me?"

He didn't want to stay here any longer; he just wanted to get back to the ice sculpture castle and get a good night's sleep.

Seeing that Gransta didn't want to get involved, Rimuru immediately grabbed Gransta's robe and said pitifully.

"Granstad, you can't just stand by and watch me die! Give me some advice!"

Rimuru tugged at her clothes, and seeing Rimuru's pitiful appearance, she sighed.

It's all my fault for performing too well, to the point that Rimuru has started to rely on me.

"Hey, Rimuru, I actually have a plan."

Rimuru quickly brought his little ears closer.

"Actually, it's not difficult to settle these 120,000 pig-headed soldiers, as long as you..."

Rimuru was initially excited, but when he heard...

"What! You want me to step in and unify all the forces in the Jura Great Forest?!"

"Ah, no, no."

Rimuru refused immediately upon hearing this.

"Why don't you do it? I think you're more intimidating."

Gulansta rolled his eyes.

"Do you think I'm leadership material, sleeping all day? Don't forget your ideals."

Rimuru's ideal?

After a long silence, Rimuru finally made up his mind.

"Damn it, being a leader is nothing, what's so hard about that?"

Gulansta looked pleased, his face showing the eyes of an old father.

"Don't worry, I've got your back..."

Rimuru summoned Souei, Gobuta, and the others.

"My lords, what brings you here?"

Cangying's rigid eyes remained as cold as ever, while Gobuta looked smug.

He deserves the most credit for this battle, how could he not be proud? He can brag about it in the village later.

"I'm giving you a task: go and inform all the races in the Jura Great Forest, and remember to ask the forest manager to come over."

"Sir, what is the reason?"

Rimuru thought for a moment before answering.

"Let's say we're discussing how to deal with the defeated pig-headed clan, and the location will be the lizardmen's dungeon."

Cangying didn't ask the master why, but simply went to carry out the mission, and also took away the bewildered Gobuta.

The chapter of nation-building is about to unfold.

(Thank you so much to the reader who has read this far! Gransta will be awakening soon, and we'd like to ask for a name for the 'King of Domination'.)