Rimuru rubbed the back of his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"Sigh~ A Demon Lord interfering in the human world—if one is not careful, it could trigger a Holy War... Uh, wait, it seems the Holy War has already broken out."
"Ahahahaha..."
Rimuru looked awkwardly at the scenery in the distance, his eyes glancing repeatedly at Draco.
As if saying, "Big Brother, say something! Didn't you make me do all of this?"
Draco pretended not to see and continued to drink his tea calmly.
"Forget it, what's done is done; there's no use talking more."
King Gazel was also a broad-minded person, and he soon stopped obsessing over this issue.
He stood up and looked at the new king, Youm.
His aura suddenly erupted, and the "Hero's Haki" radiated from Gazel, as deep and oppressive as an abyss.
A light flashed between his eyes, as if he wanted to see right through Youm.
This sense of oppression, this level of majesty, was enough to make ordinary mortals kneel.
Youm barely withstood this pressure, but he was still suppressed to the point of being unable to breathe.
"Do you have the resolve to care for your people and carry the heavy burden forward!"
Faced with Gazel's questioning, Youm chuckled instead.
"Hmph, it's not like I wanted to be a king."
"But, since Lord Rimuru trusts me, what kind of man would I be if I refused?"
"Giving up before even trying is not my style."
"Since I've decided, I will do my best to complete it. As for the result, it doesn't matter!"
Youm's gaze was firm and unyielding.
This gaze finally made Gazel withdraw his oppressive force.
"Oh? Then that just makes you a fool."
Gazel sat back in his seat noncommittally, then said calmly, "If you encounter any difficult problems in the future, you can come to me."
"Huh? Oh~"
Youm rubbed his head. Did I pass the test?
But then Gazel added a sentence.
"After all, Rimuru himself isn't cut out to be a king; you won't get any reasonable advice if you ask him."
"You two still have a long way to go."
Rimuru: "..."
Is it too late to kick you out of the party now?
"Then, Your Majesty Youm, I need the grain produced by your country. Rather than competing with other countries, it is better to specialize in your respective fields; this makes it easier to achieve coexistence and mutual benefit."
Gazel gave some quite sound advice.
"I'm counting on you too, Youm."
Rimuru said with a smile, "We can discuss specifically which crops to plant later."
"No problem, leave it to me. Apart from trade, the Farmus Kingdom is well-developed in agriculture; those people should accept it."
Youm waved his hand and agreed directly.
"Hey, hey, hey, you guys are openly stealing my business."
Draco looked at them speechlessly.
After all, all the food for both countries was originally purchased from Nazarick, and now the emergence of Farmus had broken the original trade model.
"Anyway, you mainly make money from the Eastern Empire and the Puppet Kingdom; you won't get much profit from our two small countries."
Rimuru was right. Nazarick's main trading partners were the billion people of the Eastern Empire. The Jura Tempest Federation and the Dwarf Kingdom combined only had a little over one hundred million. Draco didn't care about this.
Food was only a part of Nazarick's economic system; the main revenue channels were the countless magic items.
Draco's "Summon All Things" had never stopped. Ever since he opened up his own space, he had been summoning things within his body, producing countless magic scrolls, potions, items, and weapons every day.
Now, gold coins were just numbers in Draco's eyes.
Moreover, since Rimuru's own country had grain production, there was naturally no need to waste money buying it.
Subsequently, the meeting continued until the evening.
Under Draco's push, the meeting eventually turned into a war council for the Holy War.
Setting everything else aside, after solving the problem of the Western Holy Church, other troubles were not issues for the Jura Tempest Federation.
As the sun set, this human-demon talk came to an end.
Just after the meeting ended, Rimuru remembered Ramiris.
"Ramiris, we are done now. What exactly did you come here for?"
Ramiris was reading manga with great interest and was a bit angry at being interrupted.
"Yaah, I'm very busy right now, don't bother me."
"Uh..."
Rimuru looked at the content of the manga book, and a sinister smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.
"Hehehe, if you don't say it, I'll spoil the ending, you know. In the end, this girl chose..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Ramiris shouted hurriedly, "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it!"
"Then hurry up and tell me your purpose."
Faced with such a threat from Rimuru, Ramiris waved her hand, "Alright."
"I heard you claimed to be a Demon Lord. This is no joke. If one is not careful, this country, Jura Tempest, could be destroyed."
Ramiris suddenly reminded him with a serious expression.
Rimuru glanced at Draco, then gave Ramiris a reassuring look.
"I am already mentally prepared for this."
"Eh~ Well, but with your strength, it will be completely fine."
"However, you must be careful on the night of the new moon, three days from now."
"The topic for this Walpurgis was proposed by Clayman, regarding the new power in Jura Forest and its leader presumptuously calling himself a Demon Lord."
"According to Detective Ramiris's deduction, it must be that schemer Clayman making trouble again."
Ramiris looked like she was possessed by Conan, analyzing it with a straight face.
"Oh, we already know about this."
Everyone nodded in unison.
"Eh!!"
"How could that be!"
Ramiris suddenly felt so embarrassed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
She had just been showing off her intelligence.
But now... it's awkward.
"We were just discussing Clayman, so you weren't listening at all..."
"The manga was just too good."
"Ahem, well, you guys carry on. I... I don't care anymore."
Ramiris, like a child, simply threw caution to the wind.
She chose to join Milim in slacking off, ignoring everything else.
At that moment, Elado suddenly asked with a deep frown.
"The Demon Lords gather, a great war breaks out... Is the Walpurgis you speak of the same feast recorded in our country's ancient documents and named Walpurgis by the Holy Church?"
Ramiris struck a cute pose. "Bingo! That's the one."
"Oh? So, the Demon Lords hold a gathering just to start a war?"
Facing Rimuru's question, Milim spoke up first.
"Of course not! We're not that bored. Why would we bother with something as troublesome as a war for no reason?"
Uh... but you guys do seem pretty bored.
Rimuru complained silently in his heart.
"Hey, hey, the Walpurgis is held quite often. It's just the Demon Lords getting together to drink tea and chat; it's definitely not for something as troublesome as war."
After saying that, Milim pulled Ramiris aside to continue reading manga.
Rimuru had heard a bit about the Walpurgis from Draco, so he wasn't too worried about it.
After a day of meetings, everyone went to the hot springs for a bath, then enjoyed a banquet before heading to rest.
However, Draco left the Jura Tempest Federation alone.
He busied himself in the planned operation area with great familiarity.
It was nothing more than the result of long practice.
Over the next few days, everyone continued to discuss the details until the night of the new moon arrived three days later.
A black teleportation array abruptly appeared in the Jura Tempest Federation.
The setup is finally over; let the battle begin!
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