Originally, Rimuru had no particular thoughts about it. He just felt that the other person did not look like a man, and that the unique thing in his arms looked rather tempting. He kind of wanted to eat it...
But the moment the other spoke, Rimuru froze. Reflexively looking up, he nearly bumped into the Dragon King's face—he blinked, revealing a puzzled expression.
"Why do you know my identity?"
At Rimuru's question, the Dragon King's imposing aura instantly vanished. He answered reflexively, "I heard it from other teams..."
"No!" Halfway through, the Dragon King paused, then hugged the dragon hatchling in his arms tighter and said unhappily, "Why are you so calm about this?!"
"Because it isn't exactly a secret..." Rimuru spread his hands helplessly. "If it's information you can casually hear from other teams, then it can't be that important, right?"
"That's not what I mean. I mean, in front of me..." The Dragon King narrowed his golden eyes slightly and said with displeasure, "We're enemies, aren't we?"
"And... shouldn't you explain why a trace of my origin completely disappeared?"
As he spoke, the Dragon King planted his slender hands on his waist, viciously stepped forward, and—Boom!
As the ground cracked, his Dragon Might intensified once more.
"Ugh..." The immense impact forced Rimuru a step back, while Ling Ling, Ye Xiaoqian, and the others behind him began struggling toward him. "I don't have a habit of explaining my abilities to others. As for why I'm not afraid..."
Rimuru raised his head and smiled. "Of course it's because I have people behind me!"
"As for them... I could kill them all with a single slash."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Rimuru chuckled. A breeze swept by, and the Dragon King's delicate face stiffened. He immediately frowned. "That old Sword Elder?"
"You