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

Guransta was the first to applaud.

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He looked at everyone with a big smile, and then applause followed.

"Congratulations to Rimuru on becoming the Alliance Leader."

A smile appeared on Ziyuan's face. To her, it didn't matter which master was the leader, since they were all her masters.

Only Rimuru stared blankly at the applause, at a loss for what to do.

Actually, Rimuru really wanted to say that he didn't really want to be the leader of the alliance. Hasn't Gransta started acting out of character? This job is definitely going to be a miserable one.

Shouldn't there be a fair and proper election?

How did Gransta manage to get himself approved by unanimous votes after all his maneuvering?

Rimuru had originally thought that his chances would be smaller under normal election conditions.

but

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A hand gently patted Rimuru.

Gransta came to Rimuru's side and gently rubbed Rimuru's soft body.

"Rimuru, what are you thinking about? You've become the leader of the alliance, aren't you going to give your brother a smile?"

...

The post-war recovery work was the most painful.

"Lord Rimuru, the remaining number of these orcs has been counted; there are a total of 128,672."

"Oh, thank you for your hard work."

Rimuru sat on Ranga's back and nodded to the person reporting in front of him.

On this wetland of the Lizardmen, directly below Rimuru stood a dark mass of Orcs, and on the other side were the Lizardmen.

The lizardmen also numbered in the tens of thousands, and now they were all quietly looking up at the slime above, their eyes filled with a hint of surprise.

Rimuru looked at the dark mass of people in front of him. Fortunately, he didn't have trypophobia or anything like that.

He regained his normal expression and began to speak.

"cough..."

"Everyone, from now on I will be your leader. I've gathered you all here so that everyone can know..."

It was a normal speech and declaration, since today is the first day of the alliance's establishment, and there are some things that need to be explained. In layman's terms, it's about making empty promises to these people.

Well, that's standard practice for leaders to maintain the enthusiasm and sense of identity of the entire group.

Rimuru's voice continued immediately afterward.

"There's one more thing I want to announce: I'm going to give all of you names."

Rimuru's words shocked everyone present, even the lizard leader was stunned.

And then...

Granstas, who was standing not far away, silently turned around. He wasn't leaving; he had already known about Rimuru's actions.

"Hey, let me check if I have enough magic potions in the resource library... Hmm, it seems like I don't have enough. I'll ask Rimuru for some resources then."

"Anyway, it's for him to use..."

All the pig-headed and lizard-men became restless, staring incredulously at the small figure above.

"Did I hear that right? The new leader is going to name each of us?"

"This is simply incredible."

"Ah~, I must worship this supreme master."

Such sounds rang out in the room, one after another.

After a long time.

Rimuru knew he needed to keep them excited for a while, so he gestured for everyone to quiet down.

"So please line up and come to me one by one..."

Benimaru and his companions weren't idle; they organized goblin cavalry to help.

"Ugh, I'm so tired."

"Coo coo..."

"We've run out of katakana, so let's use Arabic numerals!"

"Coo coo..."

"The magic's gone..."

It took a full ten days.

Most of the people have already been named, except for a few. Rimuru was named first, starting with the old and weak.

Even these people were already exhausted.

So Rimuru was completely exhausted and was held in Granstas's arms. Granstas shook his head.

"Tsk tsk, if you're not awesome, who is... Rimuru, you're the epitome of a miserable working-class guy."

Benimaru walked over at this moment, followed by a group of orcs with deep auras.

"Lord Gransta, these are the Orc Generals of the Orc Clan who said they wanted to follow Lord Rimuru."

"Oh, a little fanboy?"

Gransta glanced indifferently at the pig-headed tribe members, who were still unnamed pig-headed generals, and their auras were around B-level.

The leader of the pig-headed tribe, wrapped in black cloth, should be the son of the Pig-Headed Emperor, or the future Pig-Headed King.

However, none of this has anything to do with Granstad.

"Then let's hand him over to Rimuru after he wakes up!"

After giving his instructions to Benimaru, Granstas specifically told him to take good care of Rimuru.

Shion appeared at this time.

He quickly took Rimuru from Gransta's hands, his face full of worry.

"Leave Lord Rimuru to me!"

Gransta had long wanted to return to the Ice Sculpture Castle; Rimuru, Benimaru, and the others could handle things here.

"Lord Gransta, are you going back?"

"Okay, I'll take the Ice Guards back. I'll leave this place to you."

As soon as Gulansta finished speaking, a pair of wings appeared on his back and transformed into a streak of light.

Benimaru stood quietly, watching Lord Granstas leave.

A figure quietly followed them.

...

Gransta climbed onto the Ice Guardian's shoulder and plopped down on it with a flourish.

"Hmm, there's too much to do here. Let's leave it to Rimuru for now and go home!"

After Lord Granstas lay down, the Ice Guard slowly stepped forward with its massive body, and the icy mist dissipated.

"yes!"

Just as the Ice Guard was about to take a step and leave, a figure blocked their way.

Gulansta opened his eyes again, which he had just squinted, and looked down.

"So it was you..."

Then came Gransta's puzzled voice.

"Miss Dragon Woman, is there something you want to do by stopping me?"

The female dragon raised her beautiful eyes, her long golden hair cascading down her back, and stood silently in place.

Gransta frowned slightly; he sensed a faint fighting spirit emanating from this dragonman.

No way!

The female dragon also reacted at this moment. She stared intently at Gransta with fiery eyes and moved her slightly thin lips.

A golden flame coiled around her body and her weapon, which she slowly raised.

"I'm here to challenge you!"

A clear, cold voice rang out, seemingly responding to her resolve. A layer of golden armor appeared on her body, making her resemble a Valkyrie of golden flames.

Gulansta's expression froze.

Challenge him?

Before Gransta could respond, the rumbling voice of the Ice Guard rang out.

"Hmph, my lord just helped the lizardmen, and you dare to challenge my lord's authority."

The Ice Guardian's voice had barely faded when his enormous fist slammed out, leaving Gransta no time to stop him.

"Bang!"

Sparks flew as metal clashed, accompanied by a dull, piercing sound.

"Cough cough..."