"What did that mean?"
Rimuru's face was full of question marks. What did that mean? She did not even need to make a move?
[Ding, a massive quantity of magicules has been detected approaching Tempest. Please prepare yourself, Host.]
Great Sage's words left Rimuru completely dumbfounded.
Why was today so full of disasters? Another massive quantity of magicules? The last time I got a warning like this was when that crazy girl Milim came!
A familiar figure slowly appeared above the Great Storm Ogre.
The figure wore a white hooded robe, golden patterns gleaming across his black arms. Perhaps because of the breeze, his handsome face was revealed beneath the hood. His aura was overwhelmingly powerful, making even the Great Storm Ogre below tremble.
At the sight of him, Rimuru's initially puzzled little face first turned to shock, then erupted with wild joy.
"Ari!!!"
Just as Rimuru was about to rush over, she saw an irritating figure throw herself straight into Mo Li's arms.
It was none other than Milim, who had not had the chance to make a move earlier.
Seeing Milim burrowed into his embrace, the sharpness in Mo Li's eyes immediately softened. He stroked Milim's cherry-pink little head.
Before Mo Li could say anything, Milim bombarded him with question after question.
"Ari, what happened to you? Why have your magicules become like this? Your body... Ari, who did this to you?"
Little Milim was nearly crying from anxiety. Through her Dragon Eye, Mo Li's condition could no longer simply be described as bad.
His magicules were exhausted, his vitality was depleted, and combined with the weariness in his eyes, it was not hard for Milim to imagine what he had gone through.
Mo Li had wanted to brush it off, but when he saw Milim's