But what did Slime do wrong?

"Well, that's it..."

Slider chewed and savored Limuru's words several times, then leaned over in Limuru's direction.

He raised the wine glass in his hand, tried to hide his face, and then lowered his voice to talk to Limulu: "Let me say, Limulu."

Rimuru: "...Huh?"

Why did he suddenly put on an appearance like a thief... and he was so close, and deliberately lowered his voice, could it be that there is something secret that can't be easily heard by outsiders, and he wants to whisper it?

Rimuru thought about it.

But in the next second, he will feel regretful for being so naive as to think that a monster like a slippery ghost can do something serious.

I only heard Hua Piao leaning to his ear, and asked with a bit of a joke: "Have you ever said something like this to others before?"

"What? No."

Because there is no chance to talk about it at all... It was just him and Veldora traveling alone before, and there was no room left for others.

Hua Piao said "Oh", with a clear smile in his voice: "So I didn't tell you, did I?"

"——Limuru, when you mentioned this, the tone of your voice was as if you were talking about your sweetheart."

Limuru was frightened: "Huh—?! Is it so obvious?!"

Nuliang Huapiao was also shocked by Limuru's answer: "Wait, the old man just asked casually! Could it be that it really hit the mark?!"

Limulu: "...Then your random guess is quite accurate, old man."

Nuliang Huapiao complained about the phrase "Old Man": "Obviously the old man was an active ghost king at the same time, but he called me like this. Isn't this raising the old man's age by countless times for no reason!"

Rimuru: "Why do you care about such things!"

After some gags, Nuliang Hualao filled the wine cup for Limuru, and then showed a standard melon-eating face: "Anyway, I have nothing to do today, and I have such good wine and food. ..."

He winked at Limulu full of hints: "Why don't you talk, Limulu, the person you like?"

Hua Piao's whole demon instantly became mentally stiffened.

If you say this, then he won't be sleepy!

It may be that his gaze was so urgent that Limuru couldn't help but move back, intending to increase the distance between himself and Hualao, in order to gain some sense of security.

Hua Piao: "...Hey, Limulu, what do you mean?"

Acting like he's a pervert.

Really, don't slippery ghosts lose face?

"It means whatever you think it means."

Rimuru replied extremely cunningly.

They looked at each other, and finally pushed their wine cups forward: "What the old man said, there are also children and grandchildren around. In this regard, I have more experience and opinions than you."

"You might as well say it, the old man can also help you with staff and planning."

To be reasonable, whether it's Nuliang Lusheng on the side, or Hua Piao's very mature appearance, all of them are sufficient evidence for what he said.

However, Rimuru doesn't like this at all.

He crossed his arms around his chest and looked at Hua Piao, and answered vaguely in his mouth, but in fact, it went in from the left ear and out from the right ear. Anyway, he didn't intend to take Hua Piao's words seriously.

"I don't need that kind of thing."

The young man hummed, even though he tried his best to cover it up, he still unconsciously revealed some... the sour smell of love from between the lines.

"He is already by my side, a dragon that belongs only to me, and I don't need to think about other things at all."

Hua Piao narrowed his eyes, keenly grasping some extremely important information revealed in Limulu's words.

"Your dragon?"

He repeated this sentence, and the first thing he thought of was, of course, the mysterious dragon that walked through the clouds and mist and could not see the end.

But soon, Hua Piao realized that this was wrong, because in his memory, he should have seen the dragon in the sky of Limulu——

His thoughts were inevitably drawn back to a long time ago. In the Heian-kyo period when ghosts were prevalent, the rib-born wings that broke through the earth, with thick black and hard scales, sharp and powerful claws, wrapped around The storm came at the same time, covering the entire area of ​​the dragon, and the figure of the young man who was carefully held in the claws of the giant dragon, which could not be seen clearly from a distance.

Even though it was just a flash in the pan, and there was no trace of it in this world, as if it had completely disappeared since then, it was unforgettable for a long time.

Nuliang Huapiao thought about it, and asked, "Dragon... Is it the one that once stomped the Yamata no Orochi and the gods under its claws?"

If it was in the past, Hua Piao would never admit that it was a dragon—because it was so different from what was recorded in the books, it might as well be two kinds of creatures at all!

It's just that with the passage of time, among the countries on the far side of the sea, there are also books and cultures that are continuously imported to this country.Therefore, even though Hua Piao is not very keen and concerned about this aspect of things, she still knows to some extent that the image of "dragon" in that culture is amazingly similar to the monster that she could not name at all. Compatible, or exactly the same.

"Hey—do you still remember Veldora?"

Rimuru felt a little strange about this.

Slider: "...Although I look like this, it doesn't mean that I'm really an old man with memory loss."

"Besides, such a scene - such an existence, it is difficult to forget, right?"

The pursuit and admiration of strength is the deepest instinct of all creatures.

If it is said that human beings are still limited by the additional rules that are added intentionally or unintentionally in the process of evolution, so many other, more messy factors are taken into consideration in many cases, then the monsters have always been The race that has always followed the survival rule of "the weak eat the strong" has extolled strength to the extreme.

Against such a background, the deterrence and shock that Veludra can exert is far greater than what Limulu imagined and estimated.

It didn't matter if he didn't expect it, because it didn't prevent Rimuru from squinting his eyes because of what Hua Piao said.

"Hey, Slider."

The boy's voice lowered.

"I said, there is one thing I must be clear about?"

After all, Limulu has also lived in the group of monsters for more than ten years, so she has some understanding of the habits of monsters.

He has also seen the monsters' almost crazy pursuit of the powerful... To be honest, it really can make people feel a sense of crisis.

Hua Piao is a little confused: "Huh?"

"That's my storm dragon."

Rimuru stared into Nura's eyes, and emphasized his tone very seriously, uttering words word by word.

"It's my storm dragon."

Hua Piao himself is also a monster, so although Limuru's words were nonsensical, he was still very strange, and quickly understood the unfinished meanings of Limuru's words.

This immediately made Hua Piao feel a little dumbfounded.

He held up the wine glass in his hand: "Love can change many things... This old man can be regarded as seeing it today."

"If someone told me before that you would show such an expression and say such overly paranoid and domineering words, then I would definitely not believe it."

But who would have thought that such a thing would actually happen right in front of our eyes.

Even if it is a god high in the sky, pure white enough to be able to see the end at a glance.

After being stained with the colors of the world, it will also show some more... other colors.

Seeing Rimuru like this, Naruto Nura laughed.

Limulu: "?"

"what are you laughing at?"

Limulu thought about it carefully, but he couldn't see even a half point of the conversation between them that could produce a laugh, which inevitably made him extremely confused.

"No, don't worry about the old man."

Huabao stopped laughing, and looked at Limuru with insightful eyes.

"I just think...it's not bad."

If he could choose, he certainly hoped that the god in this world would be a living creature with flesh and blood, who could cry and laugh, instead of a rigid and ruthless machine that all acted according to the established laws.

Nuliang Huapiao supported his head with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and looked towards Limulu, the floating light in his eyes flickered together with the wine in the cup in his hand.

He thought that maybe Limuru didn't know about a legend that has been circulating for a long time in the world of monsters.

It is said that in the earliest time, when the world first opened, there was no distinction between monsters and gods in this world.

It's just that in the end, some of them went to Gaotianyuan and became "gods" in the future; while the other part wandered around the world, becoming "monsters" who will be feared in the future.

But at its root, there is no difference.

So all along, the monsters have firmly believed that if any monster repeats the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk and reproduces the grand occasion of the past, then he has already embarked on the road to becoming a god.

Naruto tapped the table with his finger.

If the final god is [Rimru]...

Then, he would sincerely look forward to such a future.