As a rising star and an anomaly, 'Demon King' Rimuru was accompanied by his own "younger brother," the Storm Dragon Veldora.
Likewise, there was the Martial God Morax, another "anomaly" and the new "sustainer" of this world, accompanied by an Elemental Dragon King whose strength did not pale before the three Calamity-class True Dragons of the current age: the Rock Dragon King Azhdaha.
It seemed that every being capable of shaking the continent's circumstances and fate had gathered a "dragon" by their side.
It really was as though some unseen hand called "fate" had arranged it all.
How... intriguing!
While the banquet in the Demon Country Federation was in full swing, far away in the Eastern Land—
The Eastern Empire.
The Imperial Capital.
At this moment, the Burning Dragon Velgrend, who served as the Empire Marshal and Emperor Rudra's (Michael's) trump card, was silently contemplating.
Regarding the wager between Guy and Rudra (Michael), which had lasted ten thousand years, Velgrend, as the Burning Dragon, found it utterly dull.
Seriously, rather than this boring wager, she would have preferred a one-on-one battle in front of the Burning Dragon Velgrend, where they could settle the outcome cleanly.
However, the Burning Dragon knew that was unrealistic.
Leaving aside the fact that this wager had already lasted ten thousand years, simply making Rudra, the First Hero, and Guy, the Oldest Demon King, determine a victor was nearly impossible.
In the distant past, Rudra, as the First Hero, had fought Guy, then hailed as the Oldest Demon King, more than once. Yet every battle had ended in a draw.
Otherwise, the two of them would never have set up this wager, which Velgrend considered little more than child's play.
Honestly, although Velgrend and Rudra (Michael) had previously devised a method to deal with the Demon