"Guy, why do I get the feeling that blue-haired guy isn't looking at you very kindly?"
Because she was worried about Rimuru and Milim, Ramiris stopped slacking off and began observing the battlefield.
Although she had lost all her power and could no longer clearly recall some distant memories, Ramiris was still one of the three Ancient Demon Kings, alongside Guy and Milim.
Her discernment and experience were more than sufficient—at the very least, no worse than any of the Demon Lords present.
"More or less! After all... heh heh!"
Guy did not deny it. Instead, he deliberately kept Ramiris in suspense. That blue-haired brat had most likely heard that piece of news and come to avenge Li.
Li had quite the charm. Rimuru, Veldora, and that blue-haired brat were all no weaklings.
Oh, this was getting more and more interesting.
And why wasn't Guy nervous? Ridiculous. A newly awakened Demon Lord, the weakest True Dragon without even an Ultimate Skill, a primordial who had only just obtained a body, and a tiny Human Saint-level monster wanted to fight him? Laughable.
They were all nothing but rabble. Nothing worth worrying about.
Guy was not boasting. In this world, there were fewer than five people capable of fighting him, and no one who could defeat him. Who was he supposed to fear?
If he had to describe it in one phrase, it would be this: fearless!
"You really do provoke a lot of people, don't you!"
Even Ramiris was somewhat dissatisfied now. Guy relied on his strength and was always causing trouble.
If Guy were not her friend, she would not care at all, though Guy certainly was not afraid of making trouble.
"You..."
Seeing that Guy was ignoring her, Ramiris became furious. *I'm worried about you, you know! Do you