Impure-Minded Guy; Meticulous Rimuru

At that moment, Guy asked Mo Li, who was being shielded behind Veldora and Azhdaha.

Just from the dangerous blood-red aura emanating from behind that wooden door, one could tell just how terrifying Rimuru was at the moment.

"...Sigh~~ I don't think I can keep her under control right now."

Mo Li's words were filled with exhaustion and helplessness.

In Rimuru's current state, even Mo Li could not help but feel wary of her.

And for some reason, Mo Li had a very bad feeling about this!!!

That feeling was especially intense!!!

So, to avoid some unnecessary trouble, he thought it best to keep pretending that nothing was wrong.

Besides, no matter what, Rimuru could not possibly beat Milim to death, right?!

So he would just let her do as she pleased!

It was not like this had only been happening for a day or two.

Seeing that even Mo Li had no solution, Guy did not know what to say. He then glanced at Veldora and Azhdaha, who stood like two guardian statues at Mo Li's sides under Rimuru's orders, and a trace of unwillingness flashed through his eyes.

Sigh~~ This was a little frustrating!

Guy grew increasingly jealous of Rimuru. It could not be helped—Mo Li spoiled Rimuru far too much.

How could a suitor like him possibly not feel envy, jealousy, and resentment?

Thinking back on everything Mo Li had done for Rimuru in the past, Guy's heart grew even more bitter.

How was he inferior to that Slime!?

In terms of strength, that Slime could not even catch up to Guy if it rode a horse.

Other than Mo Li, the newly born Martial God, Guy did not think much of anyone else in this world.

In terms of looks, his male form was devilishly handsome,