Diablo's figure slowly emerged, carrying a faint trace of murderous intent.
"Diablo's back! Did things go smoothly?" Rimuru smiled.
"It was alright, though two people managed to escape," Diablo said, his expression darkening slightly.
"What do you mean?" Rimuru frowned.
With Diablo's explanation, everyone immediately understood.
As he delved deeper into his investigation and followed the clues, he successfully found the Rozo Clan's lair. He discovered that while the Western Council appeared to be controlled by the Five Great Elders, the organization behind the scenes was actually the Rozo.
To avoid alerting the enemy, Diablo didn't act immediately. To capture the rebels, one must first capture their leader; he planned to find the ruler of the Rozo Clan and bring them back to the Jura Tempest Federation.
This person had made him lose face before Lord Rimuru and absolutely could not be easily forgiven!
However, he had miscalculated.
Granbell, the Hero of Light from a thousand years ago, was not weak. Coupled with the influence of his granddaughter Mariabelle's unique skill, 'Greedy One.'
The two escaped Diablo's clutches.
In a fit of rage, Diablo destroyed the Hilt Rozo Kingdom with a single cast of Nuclear Strike Magic: Death Feast, reducing it to ruins.
Hearing this, Rimuru finally realized just how terrifyingly powerful his subordinate was.
Draco now understood why Granbell hadn't infiltrated the Nocturnal Palace to steal the holy coffin.
There was no reason for that old fox to give up such a perfect opportunity. Draco hadn't understood before, thinking his plan had been seen through.
It turns out he was intercepted by Diablo.
But then the question arises: where would that old fox flee?
Draco began to calculate how to eliminate these two uncertain factors.
"Well then, Luminus, I'll leave the pursuit of Granbell to you. After all, you're more familiar with the West."
"No problem," Luminus nodded in agreement.
Afterward, everyone discussed a few more details, and the meeting drew to a close.
With the matter temporarily settled, the light of teleportation arrays flared up. The Demon Lords left the Jura Tempest Federation with their respective subordinates, Draco included.
Currently, the two new Demon Lords had quite a few matters to attend to.
Of course, there was also Milim, who was planning to slip through by acting cute and secretly following Draco back.
Frey unceremoniously grabbed her and dragged her back to her Heavenly Wing Country, planning to discuss the future coexistence of their three parties with Carrion.
"I'll definitely be back!"
Leaving behind those words, Milim's figure vanished into the light of the teleportation array.
Ramiris also left the Jura Forest with Treyni and the Dryads, planning to move into the Labyrinth.
Rimuru didn't say much about it; after all, Treyni, the hands-off manager, hadn't really done much practical work anyway.
It was the same whether she was there or not.
Susu didn't continue her adventure, as she still had the Nine-Headed Beast to look after, so she took it back to the long-unvisited Nazarick.
Once everyone had left, Rimuru began planning the inauguration ceremony for the new Demon Lord.
Finally, at Mjurran's suggestion, he decided to hold his inauguration ceremony along with the Jura Tempest Federation's Founding Festival.
Using this momentum, he wanted people from all over the world to know how wonderful the Jura Tempest Federation was and attract more people to migrate there.
Meanwhile, as news of him becoming a Demon Lord spread, the various races of the Jura Forest began heading toward the demon capital, 'Rimuru.'
In common terms, it was a census plus ID registration.
These monsters living in the forest would become Rimuru's subjects, continuing to live in the forest under the protection of Demon Lord Rimuru.
It was the same on Draco's side.
The Puppet Kingdom was a large nation with a population of one hundred million. Although this country was much better organized than the chaotic Jura Forest, there were still many affairs to handle.
Dealing with the Principality of Nazarick's population of one million had been annoying enough; managing the Puppet Kingdom, which was over a hundred times larger, was even more of a headache.
The most critical issue was that this country was a slave society and had to be reformed.
While it was impossible to implement a republic and let them manage themselves, it at least had to be changed to a constitutional monarchy.
This was another complex task.
Furthermore, the Puppet Kingdom bordered the Eastern Empire to the east. To prevent an imperial invasion, Draco had to construct a defensive line to protect his territory and domain.
Also, the cities near the eastern coast needed to form a navy for defense.
This required not only a large amount of manpower but also sufficient funds.
Sitting in his office, Draco rubbed the space between his eyebrows.
"Looking at it this way, I seem to have lost out a bit. If I had known, I would have just dumped the Puppet Kingdom on Milim to manage..."
"What a loss. I shouldn't have been so greedy for the technology of the Sorcerous Dynasty. Sigh."
Draco sighed somewhat helplessly.
Beneath Kistav, the capital of the Puppet Kingdom, lay an ancient ruin called 'Amrita.'
The ruins were guarded by curses cast by Kazarim and several golems.
It was filled with traps and mechanisms, with weapons like laser cannons and electromagnetic cannons appearing one after another.
Clayman's masterpiece, Piora, was created after being inspired by the guardian golems in the ruins.
However, the golems he created were only about as strong as the lower-tier golems in the ruins.
Three or four thousand years ago, the Super Magic Dynasty Soma was destroyed by Milim's wrath.
Kazarim fled to the far east, which is now the Puppet Kingdom, and built a city modeled after his hometown.
While the technology of the Long-eared Race had not yet been lost, he preserved it all in physical form.
The scientific technology within 'Amrita' was the true purpose behind Draco's invasion of the Puppet Kingdom.
Suddenly, a bold idea flashed through Draco's mind.
"Why should I manage Kazarim's country? Let her manage it herself."
At this moment, Draco's eyes shone with a strange light.
"Anyway, I just want to get her technological achievements. Whoever wants to deal with this mess can have it."
"If you want me to work for Guy, that's impossible."
This thought grew stronger and stronger, soon taking root in Draco's heart.
"No, I have to catch Kagali quickly and deal with Yuuki while I'm at it."
Not long after returning to Nazarick, Draco left again. Without any attendants, he teleported alone to the Ingrassia Kingdom.
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