Dwarves

Afterward, the monsters asked Rimuru a few simple questions, and he patiently answered them.

Watching this scene, Mo Li felt a wave of relief.

After Rimuru had answered all their questions, he dismissed them.

After dismissing all the monsters, Rimuru came over to Mo Li and lowered his head.

Seeing Rimuru like this, Mo Li was somewhat confused.

"Rimuru, what are you doing?"

Mo Li picked Rimuru up and asked him.

"Ari, I was wrong. I was still too naïve. Everything you said just now was right. I shouldn't have only considered things from humanity's perspective. I should be responsible for our people. Ari, I know I was wrong."

Rimuru said to Mo Li with a dejected expression.

Seeing that Rimuru could admit and correct his mistake, Mo Li felt greatly relieved.

Mo Li slowly walked over to a large tree and placed a hand on its trunk.

"Rimuru, do you know? I'm not blaming you. Both you and I were human in our previous lives. I understand why you favor humans, but the you from your previous life was still too young. You had never seen true darkness, nor had you undergone enough trials. Humans aren't as wonderful and kind as you imagine. Do you understand? If you keep clinging to such naïve ideas, tragedy will strike sooner or later. I don't want you to regret it only after a tragedy happens. Do you understand, Rimuru?"

Mo Li said as he stroked the tree trunk.

Mo Li had considered telling Rimuru the truth. He had once wanted to tell Rimuru about some of the events that would happen later, but he failed. There would always be a will that warned Mo Li, even preventing him from speaking. Only then did Mo Li understand that the World Will would not allow him to reveal the plot to Rimuru. In a sense, Mo Li had already changed quite a bit of the plot. To be honest, even Mo Li could not guarantee whether the events ahead would still unfold according to the original story. But the World Will's warning let Mo Li know the outcome. Perhaps it was precisely because of this world's power of correction that an anomaly like Mo Li could not drastically rewrite the plot. So now, Mo Li could only guide Rimuru in a better direction, hinting at some things that would happen later. This world did not care about the process; it cared only about the outcome. Therefore, Mo Li only needed to ensure that the outcome remained unchanged.

"I understand, Ari. I'll be careful."

Rimuru said seriously.

Seeing Rimuru's serious expression, Mo Li could not help but smile.

"If things truly reach an irreparable point, I can only step in and deal with it myself. After all, Mo Li came to this world to prevent tragedies from happening. Rimuru is too kind, kind enough to forgive even the most heinous creatures. In the original story, Mo Li felt that Myulan should not be spared, whether for the sake of his people or for the sake of justice. Yet Rimuru easily forgave her sins just because a human pleaded for her. A large part of Tempest's losses had come from her. Honestly, if these monsters had not served under Rimuru, Mo Li would have truly feared that they might rebel.

After all, your own people died at the other party's hands. Even if she had not personally done it, you would not forgive her. For example, if your sister died and the other party bore great responsibility, would you forgive her? Moreover, part of Tempest's losses was also caused by her. Honestly, if your homeland suffered enormous losses because of one person, would you forgive that person? No one would. In Mo Li's previous life, someone like that would not have been punished enough even if executed a hundred times. Yet Rimuru simply brushed it aside. When Mo Li read that part of the story, he was nearly angered into having a heart attack.

To Mo Li, Rimuru was simply too kind. Rimuru was not suited to be a lord or become a King. He lacked the qualities a ruler should possess. But it was precisely because of that that Mo Li liked Rimuru. Only such a Rimuru was the real Rimuru.

Therefore, Mo Li had long made up his mind. He would do what Rimuru could not do, and kill those Rimuru could not kill. Rimuru only needed to build a nation where people could happily live and enjoy themselves, just as in the original story. As for all the darkness and sin, Mo Li would bear them.

"Alright, Rimuru. We should plan what we need to do next."

Mo Li said to Rimuru.

"What is it?"

Rimuru looked utterly confused.

Seeing Rimuru like that, Mo Li was speechless. He seriously doubted whether Rimuru was really one of the Three Otherworldly Kings. Rimuru had not seemed this dim-witted in the original story.

"Did you forget what we discussed last night?"

Mo Li reminded him.

"Right, I remember now."

Only then did Rimuru come to a realization.

"The problems of food, clothing, housing, and transportation in our territory still haven't been solved. We need to think of a way."

Mo Li said thoughtfully.

"Right."

Rimuru agreed.

"But how do we solve them? Although we were both human in our previous lives, we don't know the first thing about construction or clothing."

Rimuru complained as he formed a hand from Slime fluid and scratched his large head.

"I do have an idea."

Mo Li said calmly.

"What idea?"

Rimuru asked curiously.

"At yesterday's celebration, I asked Rigurd about this. He told me that there was no one in the entire Goblin tribe skilled in these areas. However, Rigurd told me that not far from here, there was a country called the Dwarven Kingdom Dwargon."

"The Dwarven Kingdom? The legendary dwarves with exceptionally high forging skills?"

Hearing the word "dwarves," Rimuru asked excitedly.

In many legends and myths, dwarves were the very embodiment of forging. In Rimuru's memories, dwarves were a race that was short in stature but extremely strong, hammering iron with huge hammers.

In Rimuru's previous life, many of the divine weapon craftsmen in the novels and anime he had read and watched were dwarves. Rimuru was extremely curious about such a legendary race.

"That's right, exactly the race you're thinking of. But the dwarves of this world aren't merely a race that knows how to forge iron. This Dwarven Kingdom is very powerful. According to Rigurd, the current Dwarf King is Gazel Dwargon, the third King of the Dwarf Kingdom. It is said that his strength is no weaker than that of a Demon Lord. Alone, he can stand against thousands of troops, and he has never suffered a defeat throughout his military career. The world praises him as the Hero King."

Mo Li said calmly.