Since things have come to this, let's eat first.
It's just a title anyway; it doesn't matter if it exists or not.
Rimuru had no choice but to obediently accept the identity bestowed upon him by the Asgard.
It's not so much an ascension to the throne as a king, but more like the Asgard officially incorporating and bestowing titles upon a newly promoted deity.
Each god in Asgard has a corresponding function and authority.
Odin is the chief god, ruler of the Nine Realms, and wields wisdom and royal power.
Frigga governs marriage and motherhood, and understands the warmth of fate.
Thor wields the power of thunder, paving the way for conquest of the Nine Realms.
Heimdall watches over the entire realm, observing all the movements and events of the world.
Loki wields cunning, navigating between illusion and reality, light and darkness.
Each person's divine role is aligned with their abilities and their destiny.
When it was Rimuru's turn, the whole room went silent.
He has no fixed position in Asgard, nor is he limited to a single authority.
With its combat power at its peak and numerous laws, it simply cannot be categorized within the existing divine order.
The gods below were also secretly pondering this.
What deity would be suitable to bestow upon him?
Are you suggesting we bestow upon him the title of "Cutest God"?
It sounds too childish and doesn't live up to his Demon Lord Level combat power.
So, based on strength, shall we seal the Demon God?
This is even more suspicious.
In the orthodox pantheon of Asgard, there is no such thing as a demon god; it sounds more like a villainous cast, which is quite unorthodox.
Rimuru himself was also troubled, and lowered his head to think silently.
He at least possessed the supreme power of the Lord of Wisdom.
It seems reasonable to piggyback on the fame of the god of wisdom.
But Odin already holds the position of the god of wisdom, so where would two gods of wisdom come from in the Nine Realms? It's redundant and awkward.
Thinking about it carefully, he was a carefree and fun-loving person from beginning to end.
They dislike being bound by rules and regulations, and prefer to wander around watching the show and act on a whim.
You can't really crown yourself a god of humor, can you?
After much thought, Rimuru finally came up with an idea.
Seeing that he had been pondering for a long time, Odin was not in a hurry and waited quietly for his answer.
A moment later, Rimuru close to Odin's ear and whispered the divine title he had chosen.
Odin's originally solemn expression immediately turned into one of obvious confusion.
He has lived for billions of years, witnessing the rise and fall of the Nine Realms and the deities.
I've heard countless orthodox, unorthodox, and ancient clerical titles.
But this one was something he'd never seen before.
Quirky, unconventional, and defying all established norms of the Asgard.
But the priesthood is determined by one's own heart and is based on the individual.
Since it was Rimuru's own wish, Odin had no reason to object and immediately nodded in agreement.
The next instant, Odin, holding the Gungnir, stared solemnly ahead, slamming the hilt heavily to the ground.
A loud and majestic voice instantly filled the entire banquet hall, resounding throughout every corner of the Asgard.
" Rimuru Tempest!"
"You possess a wondrous origin that encompasses all things, and you travel through the Nine Realms, witnessing the rise and fall of all beings and their conflicts."
"Now, in the name of the God-King, I hereby bestow upon you the God of Wandering and Play among All Things!"
"There is no need to defend a single territory, nor to bear the responsibility of eternal protection."
"Within the Nine Realms, you may roam freely; witness the myriad aspects of human life."
"I only hope you won't recklessly destroy the foundations of the world; otherwise, do as you please!"
As the announcement was made, the hall fell silent for a moment.
All the gods, nobles, and warriors in the audience wore the same bewildered expression.
Chief God, Thor, Guardian God, War God...
Each one sounded solemn, orthodox, and dignified.
Only this God of Wandering and Play among All Things.
He seems completely out of place among the other serious clergy.
Light and leisurely, without the slightest sense of pressure, it was completely unlike the title of a top-level powerhouse.
Everyone was filled with doubt, but no one dared to utter a single question.
The title was personally bestowed by the God-King and personally selected by the individual.
No matter how strange the title, it is still a legitimate divine office of the Asgard.
Rimuru forward and accepted the investiture with composure.
He secretly hoped that a surge of divine power might flow into his body.
After all, in his original world, naming was a big deal.
Monsters that are given a title receive a buff that greatly increases their strength.
He focused intently on sensing the energy flowing around him.
After waiting for a long time, no extra power appeared.
To put it bluntly, it's just a formality.
Rimuru sighed inwardly. Oh well, all that anticipation for nothing.
I thought that was the end of it, and the banquet could continue with eating, drinking, and revelry.
Unexpectedly, Frigga spoke softly from the side, her gentle voice echoing throughout the hall.
"Now that you have been conferred a divine title, you deserve a place to reside. Come, give your palace a name."
Rimuru on the spot, his face full of confusion.
A palace? Where did this palace come from? When did I start receiving this kind of treatment?
Seeing this, Thor, who was standing nearby, quickly leaned over and whispered a reminder.
"You are now both an agent of Asgard and a god."
According to the rules passed down through generations in the Asgard, each god is equipped with his own palace.
Just like my father's Gladsheim, and my Lightning Palace, it's the same principle.
After Thor said that, Rimuru immediately realized what was going on.
Oh, so it's just like the imperial palaces of ancient emperors and generals.
The Xianyang Palace of Brother Zheng and the Taiji Hall of Li Shimin are essentially the same thing.
Wow, getting a big house for free, this is definitely a great deal.
Rimuru's mind raced, and the first thing that popped into his head was the Hall of Divine Clouds.
The thought had barely surfaced when he immediately suppressed it.
No one can say for sure whether there are also gods of the Huaxia lineage in this universe.
Using the name of the Heavenly Court Palace directly is somewhat offensive and could easily lead to a misunderstanding.
After much deliberation, I've decided to call it the Cloudtop Heavenly Palace.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. the Helicarrier also flashed through my mind.
I borrowed it temporarily, but I'll have to return it to Nick Fury sooner or later.
Rimuru had no idea that Nick Fury had no intention of bringing the Helicarrier back.
This guy had other plans in mind, hoping to find an opportunity to steal more powerful robots and technologies from Rimuru.
In the main hall, Odin looked at Rimuru, who was still lost in thought.
He raised the Gungnir slightly and spoke to bring his attention back.
"Have you decided? What should you name your palace?"
Rimuru nodded emphatically and loudly announced the name he had chosen.
"Let's call it the Cloudtop Heavenly Palace."
As soon as these words were spoken, many nobles from the surrounding Asgard exchanged glances discreetly.
The name sounds completely different from the typical Nordic-style palace names of Asgard.
It sounds ethereal and vast, with a strong exotic feel.
Odin, holding the Gungnir, merely smiled faintly, offering no objection whatsoever.
In his view, Rimuru was not a native of Asgard.
Naming one's residence according to the customs of one's own homeland is perfectly reasonable; there's no need to force consistency with the Asgard.
He brought his spear down once more, and his authoritative command resounded throughout the banquet hall.
"Issue my command: begin construction immediately on the highlands of Asgard to build a dedicated palace."
"This palace will be named the Cloudtop Heavenly Palace."
Once the order was given, the Asgard craftsmen in charge of the construction all bowed and accepted the command.
Many people have already begun to imagine what this uniquely styled temple will eventually look like.
Rimuru stood there, feeling secretly pleased with himself.
Gaining a personal deity for free, this investiture is definitely worth it.
As for how much manpower and resources the Asgard would need to expend, he didn't think about it for the time being.
Thor, who was standing nearby, was also happy for his friend and patted him on the shoulder.
"Just wait, the craftsmanship of Asgard artisans is among the best in all Nine Realms. It won't be long before your palace is built."
Frigga smiled and softly added a sentence.
"We've already picked a preliminary location for you; it has a wide view, and you can see the entire starry sky when you look up."
From now on, you'll finally have a real home in Asgard.
Rimuru was about to say thank you when his mind wandered again, and he thought of Nick Fury on the other side of Earth.
I wonder what kind of crazy idea that one-eyed black guy is coming up with to take advantage of people now.
The atmosphere of the banquet warmed up again, and songs, dances, and fine wines returned.
However, after the recent investiture ceremony, the way everyone looked at Rimuru was completely different from before.
They were no longer treating him merely as a powerful foreign guest, but rather as the true god of Asgard, the God of Wandering and Play among All Things.