"Welcome, everyone, and thank you for answering my invitation. I am truly honored!"
Clayman slowly rose to his feet, his face brimming with pride. After "controlling" Milim, he had probably gotten the illusion that he was the strongest one there.
"Then let our banquet begin!"
Clayman spread his arms wide and shouted arrogantly.
"I hereby declare the Demon Lord Banquet, Walpurgis, officially open!"
Compared to Clayman's excitement, the other Demon Lords were utterly uninterested and did not even bother responding.
Ramiris was even worse than the others. She directly pulled out a comic book she had stolen from Veldora and began reading it with great interest. After receiving Guy's assurance, Ramiris had completely let herself go.
Rather than listen to Clayman yap on and on, she might as well read some comics. It was a banquet, after all! It should look like one!
Clayman frowned slightly at the sight.
Forget it. If none of you will pay attention, I'll shine on my own!
Hmph. In a moment, I'll show you damned fools just how formidable I, Demon Lord Clayman, am.
Clayman forced himself to ignore the Demon Lords who refused to show him any respect, especially Ramiris, who was laughing nonstop while reading her comic book.
Hmph. If you little beetle did not have ties to Guy, I would have joined forces with the other Demon Lords to kick you out long ago.
Times were changing. Old relics from the previous era like you should make room for us of the new generation.
Hmph!
Clayman then began his bizarre, flaw-ridden, clownish speech, one that resembled nothing so much as a farce.
Overall, he mainly spoke of three matters.
First, Carrion had colluded with Rimuru the Slime and tempted Rimuru into proclaiming herself a Demon Lord.
Second, she had incited the