But what did Slime do wrong?

The girl held in Rimuru's arms blinked.

Like a puppet doll that was suddenly injected with vitality, she came back to her senses bit by bit, and then found herself being held in the arms of a strange person she had never seen before.

If it was any other girl, even if they didn't make a lot of noise and struggled, they would still feel panic and uneasiness—after all, they were strangers they had never seen before.

But Matou Sakura just raised her face and looked at Rimuru, the expression on that face was empty and numb.

"Are you, grandpa's new little brother brought home?"

She asked softly, her voice was as weak as a gnat, with a kind of submissiveness, obedient and obedient, as if she didn't need to put a rope around her neck, and would follow the pure white who took the initiative to step onto the altar without saying a word. Another innocent lamb.

Limulu held her hand slightly tighter.

He took a deep, deep breath before he managed to calm down his emotions.

The boy with exquisite eyebrows like a picture scroll lowered his head and talked to the purple-haired girl in his arms.

His voice is extremely gentle, like morning light and rain, as if not even a single flower petal will be hurt.

But if anyone can see Limuru's face, they will find that those eyes are burning with brilliant fire at this moment, which looks like a round of too bright sun.

"That's not your grandfather." Limulu said, "He doesn't deserve it."

The cherry-haired toddler showed a confused expression.

Her appearance really made people feel distressed when they saw her.Rimuru put his lips against her forehead.

"Okay." The boy said in a brisk voice, "let's go home."

Limulu stomped hard on the ground, and leaped into the air with a strong recoil.

The wings behind him fluttered, and a hurricane blew up, as if he was going to leave through the wall he broke when he entered Matou's house before.

But of course, Matou Zouken couldn't let him take away Matou Sakura so easily.

For Matou Zouken, Matou Sakura is an excellent mother who can give birth to offspring with powerful talents and powers, and is a very important part of Matou Zouken's plan to win the Holy Grail.

At the same time, Matou Sakura is also the next container Matou Zouken chose for himself, and it is his choice after the dying body he is using now has completely decayed.

No matter from which point of view, the importance of Matou Sakura's existence is beyond doubt.

Of course, Matou Zouken knows the strength of Rimuru, which can be seen from the fact that the other party can come and go freely in the magic workshop he has operated for hundreds of years like no one's land.

However, Matou Zouken is not helpless.

You know, he holds more than one hole card in his hand.

"Berserker."

The moment he finished speaking, Berserker, who was supposed to be staying next to Matou Kariya in a reishi form, suddenly appeared, surrounded by a black air current, and only a pair of eyes shining with scarlet light were exposed. , It looks like an evil spirit or a devil crawling out of hell.

Rimuru, who was about to leave, paused for a moment, then turned around and looked calmly at Matou Zouken.

But in his voice, there is anger, like a volcano that looks calm on the surface, but it doesn't know when it will suddenly erupt.

"You should know what it means to drive Berserker?"

"—Kariya's magic power is not enough to support Berserker's huge consumption, so he will extract Kariya's life force and convert it into magic power for use."

"You are killing Kariya by doing this."

However, Matou Zouken was not moved by it at all.

"If he is such a mediocre and incompetent person, if he can have such an opportunity to contribute to the coming of the Holy Grail, it is enough for him to be proud and grateful for it!"

"That's the greatest contribution he can make."

Rimuru pursed her lips.

Berserker had already come in front of him, raised the long sword in his hand high, the tip of the sword was only a little bit short of piercing Limulu's eyeball.

However, his sword barely stopped at this point, and he couldn't save any more.

Rimuru sighed.

He changed his posture and hugged Matou Sakura, freed his hand, and pulled the mask on the left side of his head to straighten it.

The mask painted with complicated and gorgeous patterns completely covered up that delicate face, as if it also covered up all the intimacy of the young man, leaving behind a kind of unconsciousness. A terrible sense of oppression that will make one's heart tremble.

"Sure enough." The young man said in a young voice, "You disgust me very much."

"If the existence of Heroic Spirit gave you such confidence, then..."

I don't know why at that moment, Matou Zouken suddenly had an extremely bad premonition.

Then he heard the slender and delicate boy speak softly: "Gluttony."

The air seemed to be quiet for a moment.

The next moment, countless viscous black shadows surged out of Limuru's body, along the long sword, climbing and spreading like a whirlpool or a hurricane, and went straight to Berserker .

After all, Berserker is also a battle-tested fighter. Even though he has lost his mind due to the influence of his job agency, he can still instinctively sense the approaching danger.

He loosened his hand and let go of the long sword, not giving those black shadows a chance to entangle themselves.

But [Gluttony], one of Rimuru's ultimate abilities, is it so easy to avoid?

They are like endless shadows, beings that can accompany light and walk with darkness. Berserker's actions will not have much practical effect at all. [Gluttony] is still whizzing and entwining, but it is only a moment. Berserker has been wrapped tightly.

And Matou Zouken's complexion sank almost at the same time.

—he couldn't detect any connection with Berserker.

No matter how many instructions you give, you will never get any feedback.

And Matou Zouken is very clear that this only means one thing.

In other words, Berserker has withdrawn from this Holy Grail War.

Repulsed by the black shadow called Gluttony summoned by Rimuru.

The wings behind Limuru were still fluttering, but he didn't seem to want to set foot on the dirty ground, but just stayed in midair like this, looking down at Matou Zouken below. .

"Of course I can take Sakura with me." Limuru said, "You are not worthy and have absolutely no right to decide the fate of this child."

He flapped his wings and left. This time, he was not hindered by anything.A dazzling stream of light flashed in the pair of golden eyes covered by the mask.

After they left the gloomy Matou house, Limuru did not rush to leave immediately, but stopped, turned around, and looked down at the poisonous beast hidden in the darkness. House of.

He raised his hand.

In the next second, the impenetrable magic workshop with a history of hundreds of years and wrapped in magic patterns collapsed under Limulu's watchful eyes!

Limu moved his fingers, and a flame burst out in an instant, wrapping the collapsed Matou Mansion inside with a whistling sound.

The bright flames were reflected in the eyes of Rimuru and Matou Sakura, as if they could burn away all the evils that had grown up in this house.

"Since you have lost your qualifications as a human being, then..."

"There is no need to continue to stay in this world."

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[Natural disaster: the malice of the world. 】

[Estimated time of arrival: 23 hours in five days. 】

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