But what did Slime do wrong?

"Is it Rimuru?"

Alice Viel repeated the name.

The child in front of her looked childish and cute, and as a mother, Irisviel couldn't help but think of her own daughter, so she couldn't help feeling a little more affection for Limuru.

This is a street with people coming and going, not a place for chatting or talking about business.So Irisviel turned her head and looked at Artoria with a pleading look.

The girl king quickly understood what Irisviel wanted to express, and she nodded in agreement very readily.

"Do what you want, Irisviel."

Artoria smiled lightly and agreed.

"After all, it hasn't officially started yet, has it? Today's time belongs to you, and as a knight, I will protect you by your side."

"Thank you, Saber."

Irisviel thanked her happily, and then stretched out her hand towards Rimuru.

"Would you like to come with me?" she asked. "I thought maybe we could have a cup of tea together?"

When she saw the male and female boy in front of her lift up those golden pupils, it would remind people of the warm afternoon sun or the color of the scorching sun, with warmth, but there seemed to be a little bit of it mixed in. A flash of sharpness.

But this sharpness is fleeting, the boy named Limulu has already bent his eyebrows and showed her a bright and bright smile, as bright as the sun in the sky, and full of vitality .

"Okay." Limuru replied, "I'm honored, thank you for your invitation."

They sat down in the coffee shop, considering that Limuru was just a child—at least from the outside, so Irisviel didn’t order coffee for him, but asked for a cup of sweet milk and a piece of cake.

"……Thanks you!"

Limulu looked at that piece of cake, his eyes were shining brightly.

cake!Cake!

Limuru is a person who attaches great importance to material comforts. Even if he is reincarnated in a different world where supplies are scarce, he can still mobilize his own monsters to forcibly reproduce modern food from scratch.

And now, back to the modern world after a long absence, I can taste food and even desserts made with modern materials and techniques...

Limuru's whole body began to bubble with happiness.

"Then, Rimuru."

Seeing that he was eating happily, Irisviel unconsciously smiled and called his name softly.

"Well?"

Limulu looked over with a fork in his mouth, his cheeks puffed up, and he looked cute in a different way.

As soon as Irisviel's heart softened, her voice inevitably softened a bit.

"Rimuru, do you know [magic]?"

In Irisviel's mind, Limuru's magical power is overwhelming, and the magic circuit is in a state of opening - in this case, even if he has never stepped into the magic way, he should have heard of things related to magic.

However, Rimuru's answer completely surprised Irisviel.

"Magic? Is it the kind that makes a white dove out of a hat?"

"This……"

Alice Felton felt a little embarrassed.

Because according to the rules of the magic world, these secrets cannot be easily revealed to completely unrelated people.Of course, this is not out of the righteousness of "because I don't want ordinary people to be involved and hurt", but just pure egoism. After all, if "mystery" is known to too many people, it will be weakened and even disappear.

That's why such regulations were born—and according to the regulations, if Limuru does not belong to this system, then Irisviel is not allowed to disclose these relevant intelligence and information to him.

Of course, Irisviel knew that the best solution right now was to say goodbye to this child, and there was no need to have any interaction with him in the future; The hands resting on both knees tightened slightly, grabbed onto her dress, and finally waved to Limuru as if she had made up her mind.

"lady?"

Lim showed a puzzled look on his face, but he moved over very cooperatively.

"Do you know that you have magic power?"

Alice Viel asked.

"I know."

Limulu nodded, as if she didn't feel that this was something that needed to be taboo and hidden.

Irisviel then sighed, stretched out her hand, and rubbed the top of Rimuru's head.

"Fuyuki is now in a very dangerous period." She couldn't speak too clearly, so she could only warn vaguely, "And at this time, you are carrying such a huge magic power around the streets Walking around without restraint...it's a very dangerous behavior."

She helped Limulu shave the broken hair that had fallen to her cheeks, and put it behind her ears, with worried eyes: "So, leave Fuyuki as soon as possible, and don't come back for a while."

Limulu moved his mouth, swallowed the last piece of cake, looked at Irisviel, frowned, and showed a smile: "...you are really a kind person."

"I probably understand, but it doesn't matter, please don't worry." The young man tapped the corner of his lips with one hand, and warmth flowed from his brows and eyes, "I'm very strong!"

——It sounds like a child naively proclaiming "I'm the best" to an adult, and it's not really childish words at all.

So neither Irisviel nor Arturia actually trusted Limuru's reassuring words.

"Remember to leave Fuyuki as soon as possible."

When they parted, Irisviel did not forget to remind her again and again.

Holding a bag of cakes in his arms, Limulu nodded "hmm", only when Irisviel and Artoria walked away, a slightly distressed look appeared on his face.

"But... I am very strong."

The young man said in a low voice, somewhat helplessly.

"Really, trust me!"

*****

Hassan had been watching the boy for a long time.

He is said to be a teenager, but he may actually look even younger, with thin arms and legs, wearing exotic clothes, holding a stuffed bag in his arms, walking alone on the streets of Fuyuki at night.

There is nothing wrong with the young man, but he will appear at this place at this time and with such a posture. This matter itself is already the biggest anomaly.

Fuyuki City.

This is a very small, inconspicuous city located in Japan. Both the population and the total GDP are all extremely mediocre values, and nothing unusual can be seen at all.

But in "Another World", Fuyuki City is famous as the place where the Holy Grail War was held, and the Cup of the Third Law, which can fulfill all wishes, is even more flocked to.

But it is a pity that Fuyuki City has always been controlled by the Magic Association—in other words, the private land firmly controlled by the Magic Dao, and the Church of the Holy Church acts as a supervisor, cooperating with the Magic Association to deny other forces from entering. Fuyuki took a share and kept this secret alone.

If it is said that the Shaman King Contest held every 500 years, hosted by the Patch family, is open to everyone; then relatively speaking, the Holy Grail War, which only needs to be held every 60 years, is extremely exclusive and only belongs to Magician's battlefield.

Therefore, at the moment when the Holy Grail War is being held, this young man who came from nowhere and exudes a huge magical power is like a lighthouse in the dark night. While being conspicuous, he is also extremely suspicious.

The boy holding the bread suddenly stopped.

"I said, have you followed me long enough?"

The clear boy's voice sounded in the deserted street.

"What are you looking at?"