Susu had a sudden realization.
"Oh~ So it was upside down. I was wondering why I couldn't understand it."
Upon hearing this, Ramiris immediately blew her top. "Didn't you say you could read it without any problems?! So you've been leading me around aimlessly this whole time, you idiot!?"
"Ehehe, sorry, sorry."
Watching the agitated Ramiris flitting back and forth, Susu rubbed her head awkwardly and then silently tucked the map away.
"Okay, I admit I was taking a gamble. Calm down for a bit."
"Hmph~"
Ramiris gave a few light snorts, indicating she was still angry.
Watching the interaction between the two, Rimuru could only shake his head with a bitter smile.
One was truly brave enough to follow, and the other brave enough to lead.
Fortunately, they had been wandering around the human world for so long without anything happening. They were truly lucky.
"Um, how about I send you back, Ramiris?"
Ramiris's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this. She looked at Rimuru expectantly, "Really?"
"But, you have to do me a favor."
"What favor?"
Ramiris agreed immediately and even waved her fist excitedly.
How could she not be happy to finally be able to go home?
Rimuru then explained the children's situation to Ramiris. He needed High-ranking Spirits to reside within their bodies.
"So that's how it is. Okay."
"I am the Guide of Saints and also the one who ensures the balance of the world. I inherently have the duty to bestow the protection of spirits. Don't worry, I am very fair. Even if you didn't send me home, I would still help you."
Ramiris spoke with a serious expression.
"Uh... but if I don't send you back, I won't have a way to summon spirits."
Rimuru sighed helplessly.
"Is that so? Hahaha, I guess you're right."
"Wait for me here. This is the human world, so don't run around recklessly."
"Got it." x2
Seeing the two nod, Rimuru returned to the city.
The entrance to Ramiris's labyrinth was located further south of the Magic Dynasty, which itself was southwest of the Jura Great Forest.
It was a small country called the Republic of Ulgrasia.
Further south was the endless sea.
The Republic of Ulgrasia was isolated by the Magic Dynasty Sarion. It did not border the Jura Forest, was not part of the Western Council, and showed no trace of the Western Holy Church. It was completely a forgotten country.
Under the protection of the spirits, there were very few people who committed evil in this country.
It was a peaceful nation of democratic co-governance.
Every citizen there was a 'Spirit Magic User,' and every citizen of Ulgrasia had a very high affinity with spirits.
Therefore, children who reached ten years of age would participate in a contract ceremony.
Only after completing a spirit contract would they be recognized as a citizen. Those unable to sign a contract by age twenty would be expelled from the country, losing their status as citizens.
This was also the reason why everyone in this country was a 'Spirit Magic User.'
Among the countless types of spirits, those unable to form a contract were actually exceptions; most were people filled with malice who were disliked by spirits. This was the true reason for their expulsion.
It was precisely for this reason.
The elemental magic powerhouse, Magic Dynasty Sarion, would treat the small Republic of Ulgrasia as an equal and maintain diplomatic relations.
The two countries interacted frequently, achieving mutual development through such exchanges.
Rimuru knew this journey would be long, so he returned to the school to request a long leave of absence and promised the students he would definitely cure them.
After doing this, Rimuru summoned the carriage and Ranga, and headed south with Ramiris and Susu... Meanwhile, in the capital of the Kingdom of Falmuth.
Diablo looked at the ruins before him, riddled with holes and baptized by the flames of war, feeling a bit dazed. "Could I have come to the wrong place?"
"This is my future kingdom?"
Youm, the king-to-be, had extremely complicated feelings looking at the dilapidated scene before him.
"Should I cry? Or should I laugh?"
Diablo patted Youm's shoulder. "How about we just pick a different capital?"
"I think that works."
Youm nodded in agreement.
"My kingdom! How did it turn into this!!"
The restrained King Edmar cried out in pain as he looked at the surrounding rubble.
"Waaaah, I was wrong, I was wrong!"
Edmar wailed loudly, his voice deafening.
"Shut up!"
Diablo scolded with an expression of disgust.
Edmar fell silent instantly, terrified, not daring to make another sound.
If this guy weren't still useful to Lord Rimuru, Diablo would definitely not have kept this useless waste alive.
The group then decisively walked toward a neighboring city... Within the Kingdom of Ingracia.
After several days of meetings, the leaders of the Western Nations reached a conclusion.
That was to seek help from the Holy Church, asking them to dispatch Temple Knights to eliminate the Jura Tempest Federation once and for all.
Thus, a letter of appeal jointly signed by the heads of the Western Nations was delivered to Luminus.
The Holy Empire of Lubelius, the birthplace of the Western Church.
Its capital, Lubelius, was located in the safest place on the entire continent.
This city, perfectly maintained by successive generations of saints and shrouded by a holy barrier, was perpetually bathed in soft holy light.
It presented a utopian atmosphere of peace and tranquility.
Under the protection of the barrier, the citizens of Lubelius were shielded from all external interference.
Intense sunlight and harsh weather could not penetrate; the city's light automatically adjusted to the most comfortable level, and the temperature stayed at the most suitable value.
The sowing and harvesting of grain were planned, resulting in bountiful harvests every year, and the people lived very happily.
Even children received free education.
When they grew up, they would be assigned jobs based on their skills.
The capable rose to the top, while the foolish were supported.
Free from worry and hunger, like a hidden paradise, it was the ideal place people sought after.
All of this was bestowed by God, the absolute deity who maintained everything, the "Goddess of True Light," Goddess Luminas.
However, what the world did not know.
Was that the true identity of this Goddess of Light was its polar opposite.
"Queen of Eternal Night"
Demon Lord Luminus!
Lubelius was not some paradise, but the true residence of the Vampire race.
Because of the need for fresh blood, humans were permitted to survive here.
Later, the vampires discovered that among the humans serving as fodder, the blood of happy humans was much more delicious than that of others. Thus, an ideal utopia was born.
This was a paradise for humans, and equally a paradise for vampires.
At this moment, atop a towering peak behind the city.
There stood a holy palace, known to the world as the Nocturnal Palace.
That was the place where the absolute deity, Goddess Luminas, resided.
A long stone stairway stretched from the foot of the mountain to the summit, winding and twisting directly into the clouds.
Inside the Nocturnal Palace at this time, Luminus received the letter of appeal from the Western Nations. Looking at its contents, she furrowed her beautiful brows.
Luminus
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