"Mm. Me too."
Ruotuo nodded as well, indicating that he was quite satisfied. Had an ordinary person praised him, Ruotuo naturally would not have reacted this way, but Diablo's identity was far from ordinary—he was a 'Primordial Demon'!
His identity, status, and rank were all exceedingly lofty. Being praised by such an existence was what made it worth feeling pleased about.
"...Is that really so? Why did I feel like there was something slightly off about it?!"
Rimuru carefully analyzed Diablo's words. They did sound quite nice, but... hmm~~, why did they feel a little strange?!
Mm↘ mm↗~~, why did there seem to be something off?! Why couldn't he figure out what it was?!
..., Forget it, he would not think about it. It probably was not anything important anyway.
Meanwhile, after hearing Diablo's modest response, everyone around them unconsciously nodded as well, feeling that it made perfect sense.
Only Mo Li, seated on a sofa some distance away, was looking at Diablo, Veldora, Ruotuo, Rimuru, and the others with a strange expression.
Diablo really dared to say it!
He had actually called all of his past opponents weaklings and rookies. That was really...
For a moment, even someone as composed as Mo Li was left speechless.
And not only that, Diablo dared to say it, and these people actually dared to believe it!
What kind of figures could be acknowledged as opponents by Diablo, the most unconventional of the 'Primordial Demons,' the 'Original Black'?!
Guy Crimson, the 'Original Red' and the world's Most Ancient and Evil Demon King, counted as one.
Feldway, the leader of the 'Primordial Seven Angels' and known as the 'Demon Lord,' was also something like Diablo's fated enemy.
And Velgrend, the Calamity-class True Dragon known as the 'Burning Dragon,' who had fought Diablo not long