The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing

"Rimuru, how about forming an alliance with me?"

As the Dwarf King spoke these words, everyone present gasped.

After their friendly exchange of martial arts, Rimuru, as the junior disciple, naturally extended a warm welcome to his senior brother, the Dwarf King, and during this time, the Dwarf King made such a request.

It must be stated that this is a request, not a bestowal.

"Really?" Rimuru asked in surprise, "Saying that is equivalent to acknowledging us—acknowledging that the monster group is a kingdom!"

Having someone willing to endorse them was naturally welcome.

"Of course. Also, you seem to have misunderstood, so let me make it clear first, this is also beneficial to us, not out of goodwill, but for mutual benefit."

The Dwarf King said with a smile.

After all, Rimuru now occupies 30% of the Jura Forest. As the leader, he will soon control the resource-rich forest and then establish a trading hub city, which would be an invaluable new trade route.

He naturally wouldn't give it up.

And most importantly—

The Dwarf King took a deep look at Zunzun, opened his mouth but said nothing, but still made the conditions with an extremely serious attitude.

For example, the first was to sign a treaty of eternal non-aggression, mutual assistance when the kingdom encounters a crisis, and so on. The remaining things like building interconnected roads or technology sharing were not important.

After repeatedly instructing that the first agreement must be observed, the Dwarf King went to rest elsewhere under Shion's lead.

The remaining people gathered together.

Rimuru sighed, "Should I say this is a big profit, or should I say…"

Everyone's eyes fell on Zunzun. Their expressions were complicated, and they also understood the reason.

Calamity.

It must be said that it was not an exaggeration to call an existence like Zunzun a calamity. As long as he was willing, he could flatten a kingdom in an instant. It was because Zunzun was backing them up that the Dwarf King was willing to bow his head like this.

After all, the monsters all believed in one principle.

Might makes right.

"No, no, no, you guys are exaggerating too much," Zunzun casually waved his hand and said, "Even without me, that Dwarf King would have changed his attitude for the sake of the existence in Rimuru's belly."

"I wouldn't use a friend to do such a thing! In fact, I'm also very sorry that Zunzun is being treated this way."

You must know that Rimuru has the Storm Dragon Veldora in his belly. As long as he throws it out, anyone would have to obediently bow their heads. There was a great opportunity to take advantage of his tiger's might, but he was unwilling to use his friend.

It was precisely because he had no ill intentions that the Storm Dragon Veldora was willing to befriend a mere slime, and even willing to be in his stomach.

"That Dwarf King, could he think that I'm the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Eh, wouldn't that be very bad?"

"That's right, after all, it's clearly Lord Rimuru's credit, but it's being taken away by others…"

"Zunzun is being misunderstood!"

"…Ah?"

Benimaru and the others originally intended to speak up for Rimuru, afraid that Zunzun would become the boss of this kingdom because of this, but they didn't expect that their master was more concerned about his friend than these things.

Zunzun covered his mouth, his shoulders constantly shaking.

However, these people were completely overthinking it.

He was neither interested in power nor interested in this world, and even if he became king, Benimaru and the others would not follow him. Thus, Rimuru became king with a silly expression.

The name of the newly established kingdom was Jura Tempest.

Originally, Rimuru insisted on adding Zunzun's name after Tempest, but it was rejected because it didn't fit Zunzun's aesthetics. After the capital was named Rimuru, everyone unanimously decided that the second city must be called Scarlet Devil City.

In order to repay Zunzun for his efforts at this meeting, they showed their due attitude… even though he was just sitting there, not speaking, and pretending to be an expert.

Two days later, after the Dwarf King brought his subjects, the two countries officially formed an alliance.

Of course, Zunzun was not interested in these things.

He was now cultivating with Hakurou in the back mountain.

"I didn't expect that you would be willing to learn from me despite your high position. I will naturally teach you wholeheartedly."

"Thank you."

Under the circumstances that his magic power, physical strength, and comprehension all crushed Hakurou, Zunzun naturally didn't need to build a foundation. What he needed to learn was how to control his power.

"Please look this way."

Two wooden stakes were placed in front of Hakurou.

A flash of blade light was seen, and one of the wooden stakes was cut to pieces. The extremely exquisite swordsmanship was admirable. Leaving aside the power, the swordsmanship or martial arts were almost equal to Zunzun.

"Did you see anything?"

"…Sorry, no."

Zunzun shook his head. After all, apart from the superb swordsmanship, he didn't see anything else. Hakurou didn't say anything, just nodded, and came to the second wooden stake. Again, a flash of blade light, and the wooden stake was also cut to pieces.

"…Eh?"

"It seems you understand," Hakurou said with a smile, "That's right, as you just saw, although I also cut the two wooden stakes to pieces, I mixed in extra movements and excessive slashes the second time."

"Is Hakurou saying that we should use just the right amount of power to achieve the same result?"

"That's right. You should have obtained a huge amount of power in a short period of time, so you can't control it well, right? Because your magic control is very exquisite, this is a manifestation of your hard work. But even so, you still can't control it accurately. Apart from this reason, I can't think of any other reason."

Old ginger is still spicier.

Hakurou saw his problem at a glance.

Even if he could control magic power accurately to the quark level, the source of magic power was too large. Simply put, Zunzun couldn't control the faucet. It should be a little bit, but it always inexplicably turned into a huge amount.

"Therefore, what you need is precipitation."

"Precipitation?"

"These magic powers are all your own in the end, just like the extension of your body, so how can you not control them? Just adapt to them more."

In the end, is it still necessary to fight?

But with Zunzun's current strength, the only opponents are powerhouses of Rimuru's level. If it was Hakurou… it would not be an exaggeration to say that he would be wiped out in one move.

"Hoo hoo hoo, I can't refute that. But I also asked someone to make some props."

After saying that, Hakurou handed over four rings.

"Could these rings be to suppress my power?"

"No, your problem is that you can't precisely control the excessive magic power in your body, but your magic control is very strong, so suppressing your power will not work at all."

"Then…"

"Its effect is to absorb excess magic power and power. For example, if you want to use a sword slash, but accidentally release too much magic power, it can absorb the excess magic power. As long as you repeat the adjustment test many times, you can feel and accurately grasp the required magic power."

"I see!"

Hakurou's meaning was very simple, that is, how much of one's own power is needed to do the same thing without wasting excess power.

"Slash!"

Zunzun casually released a sword slash, and the four rings shattered one after another.

"…Well, it seems that we need to strengthen the restrictions a little bit."

Hakurou twitched the corner of his mouth.

There was no way, his magic power was too strong.

Afterwards, he improved and added many more rings, and Zunzun himself also made a lot of corresponding magic tools, such as rings, necklaces, and bracelets, etc., making him full of decorations, looking a bit like a nouveau riche.

But thanks to this, his training finally got on track.

In addition, Hakurou was also not stingy with his swordsmanship, and at the same time clearly pointed out the disadvantage that Zunzun was better at defense than offense, forcing Zunzun to attack him… then, if Rimuru hadn't happened to pass by and fed him a panacea, Hakurou would have died.

Zunzun really envied Rimuru, after all, someone was playing the account for him, and he didn't even have to pay 50 yuan.

Sometimes Rimuru also ran over to fight him, but because the kingdom had just been established, as the king, he had many things to do, leaving Zunzun alone, making the progress of cultivation quite slow.

Just as he sighed, wondering if a handy sparring partner could fall from the sky, an aura locked onto him.

He suddenly raised his head.

His scarlet demon eyes captured a rather huge and condensed magic power group, rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed.

"…Lord Zunzun?"

"Please ask Hakurou to tell Rimuru that someone has come to visit."

After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the back mountain.

This was a training ground in the town. Even if he restrained his strength, Shuna often complained that he had over-destroyed it. If that thing in the sky fell down and started fighting, perhaps the entire town would be flattened.

The facts were as expected.

This magic power group changed its course in the air, heading straight for Zunzun, and crashing down in front of him.

The land and trees stirred up a grand residue, and everything was squeezed away by the powerful magic power. Accompanied by a strong smell of dust, a deep pit appeared in front of him.

At the same time, a girl in the deep pit was looking at Zunzun with burning eyes.

"Nice to meet you! I am the Demon Lord Milim Nava. I heard that you are the strongest in this town, so I came to say hello!"

With an arrogant attitude, she couldn't wait to report her name. Her arrogant appearance was as if she was waiting for a servant to worship her demon lord.