"I thank Lord Rimuru for his grace."
"From this day forward, Diablo shall serve by your side with all his heart and soul."
Diablo bowed respectfully.
After his evolution, Diablo looked quite a bit younger and more handsome, and even the tailcoat he wore had become more refined.
"Oh, you look quite strong."
"Well then, I look forward to working with you."
Immediately after, Rimuru began naming the other demons.
"Chesed, Abaddon, Sammael, Abraham, Azazel, Phenex, Maia, Mastema, Samael..."
Most were names of demons from Western mythology; Rimuru couldn't think of anything else, so he just picked them randomly.
After the one hundred and fifty demons were granted names, the light of evolution shone upon them.
In an instant, the demons' appearances changed, each becoming exceptionally handsome, like characters from Black Butler.
Their strength also rose from Rank A to Rank A+, directly advancing them to High Demon Generals.
Among them were female demons, though only ten; each possessed a sexy and enchanting figure, appearing elegant and noble in their black tailcoats.
"Oh, not bad."
Just then, Draco's voice rang out from a distance.
Looking at these A+ rank demons, Draco could sense that the Magicules in most of them had settled at around 120,000 to 130,000.
It was quite impressive that Rimuru could raise them to this level; over time, their strength would continue to grow slowly.
"So, how does it feel to become a Demon Lord? Not bad, right?"
Draco smiled and patted Rimuru's soft body.
"Biu~"
Rimuru transformed into his human form and gave Draco a deep bow.
"Thank you, Big Brother!"
Rimuru's eyes were red; he was truly grateful to Draco.
If Draco hadn't stepped in, Rimuru, having lost everything, might have collapsed.
"Haha, there's no need for such formalities between us siblings. I actually have something I need your help with, come with me first."
"Sib... lings?"
Before Rimuru could react, Draco grabbed him and used Spatial Transfer to appear in the sky above Nazarick.
"Why did you bring me here?" Rimuru asked in confusion.
"Help me analyze someone."
Saying this, after sensing Souei's location, the two of them landed directly on a rooftop.
At this moment, Souei was silently monitoring Anderson's every move.
Seeing Draco arrive, Souei bowed respectfully, "Lord."
"Mhm, you go attend to other matters. I'll take over here," Draco gestured with a wave of his hand.
"Yes."
Souei maintained his cool demeanor and left without a word.
Draco pointed at the three people walking below, "Try to see if you can analyze some information about that black man, mainly focusing on his body."
Rimuru frowned and looked in the direction Draco pointed.
"A black man?"
"There are actually black people in this world?" Rimuru said in surprise.
"Don't be so dramatic. This person is also an Otherworlder. Analyze him first; it's quite important to me."
Hearing this, Rimuru's expression turned serious.
Activating Magic Perception, a wave of mental energy scanned toward Anderson as Rimuru closed his eyes in contemplation for a moment.
"Huh?"
"Didn't you just say you were omniscient now?"
Rimuru complained internally.
"I see."
After explaining the reason to Draco, Draco immediately cast a large-scale illusion, freezing everyone in the vicinity in place.
The two walked directly up to Anderson. Draco didn't stand on ceremony and sliced his arm; blood immediately sprayed out.
"Uh, just a little bit would have been enough. You're being too extreme."
Seeing Draco's actions, Rimuru couldn't help but speak up.
"Well~ this guy is strong and healthy anyway. What's a little blood?"
"This..."
Looking at Anderson, who was quickly turning from a black man into a red man, Rimuru decided to finish the analysis quickly so he wouldn't bleed to death.
Next, Magic Perception was activated again, and he took a drop of blood into his stomach.
While the two were tinkering with Anderson, an uninvited guest arrived at the Jura Tempest Federation... Not long after Rimuru left, Rigurd began directing the crowd to repair the town.
Everyone soon busied themselves with their respective tasks.
Diablo naturally wouldn't stay idle. As Lord Rimuru's most capable subordinate, he found Mjurran and asked if there was anything he could help with.
Mjurran was worried about having too many things to handle and didn't hold back, handing him the mountain of documents in her hands.
"Lord Diablo, these are the documents that need to be processed for the coming month. Could I trouble you to help me handle them?"
She thought Diablo would also get a headache upon seeing these documents that troubled her so much, but who would have thought...
"Oh? Is this all? This hardly reflects my value."
"Never mind, I'll just handle them. I wouldn't want Lord Rimuru to look down on me."
Diablo began to review the documents rapidly, systematically assigning tasks to his subordinates.
In just one hour, the mountain of documents was completely processed, even including several newly delivered ones that were handled along the way.
"Alright, Miss Mjurran, you can leave the rest to me. You should take a rest now."
Seeing Diablo process her work so quickly, Mjurran was filled with shock; she had never encountered someone with such efficiency.
He was simply a monster!
And it seemed her job had been snatched away.
At that moment, Diablo's brow furrowed.
He sensed a hostile presence rapidly approaching the Jura Tempest Federation.
"Lord Mjurran, I'm going out for a moment."
Without waiting for Mjurran to speak, Diablo vanished instantly, leaving her sitting alone in the office with a face full of confusion... Above the Jura Tempest Federation, Diablo stood in the void, the howling wind whipping his flowing black hair and making his robes flutter loudly.
In the distant sky, Clayman's figure was flying rapidly, madness showing in his eyes and a cold arc hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"Mjurran, your master has come to see you."
Clayman's tone was icy to the extreme, echoing throughout the Jura Tempest Federation and instantly drawing everyone's attention.
Inside the office, Mjurran's face changed drastically upon hearing the familiar voice, and her delicate body trembled subconsciously.
In this moment, the fear of being controlled for three hundred years flooded back into her heart, and various thoughts flashed through her mind.
But thinking of the strength of Rimuru and Draco, the fear Clayman brought her instantly vanished like smoke in the wind.
She calmly walked out of the administration building to the plaza, quietly looking at Clayman above, who was exuding the aura of a Demon Lord.
"Lord Clayman, long time no see."
"Hmph, Mjurran, do you think finding a Slime with a bit of strength to be your backer will allow you to escape your fate?"
"How laughable!"
Clayman's expression was distorted and terrifying, but the moment he saw Mjurran, the violence in his eyes gradually hid away, returning to his usual gentle appearance.
However, the expression of Diablo opposite him went from calm to solemn, and then to overflowing with killing intent.
This fellow actually dared to look down upon his most beloved Lord Rimuru.
Unforgivable!
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