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"It was through my subordinates' covert investigation that I learned what truly happened there."
Demon Lord Clayman spoke with a steady voice.
"However, my subordinate Mjurran, who provided me with this information, died tragically at their hands."
He paused.
"They even intended to attack me."
Clayman lowered his head slightly, his voice thickening.
"To avenge Mjurran, I convened this Walpurgis Banquet to pass judgment upon them."
As he finished speaking, he even squeezed out a few tears, his face filled with sorrow.
A perfect performance.
Watching the scene, Emiya Shirou felt no sympathy at all.
If anything, he wanted to laugh.
After all, Mjurran was still alive.
To prevent Clayman's plans from being exposed, Rimuru had only pretended to kill her when replacing her heart.
That deception had worked far better than expected.
Seeing this, Emiya Shirou stopped paying attention to the debate unfolding in the hall.
He had no interest in what came next.
Instead, he stretched his hands lightly.
Preparing.
Just as he expected, once Demon Lord Clayman finished speaking, it became Rimuru's turn.
Rimuru flatly rejected Clayman's accusations and directly revealed that Mjurran was still alive, striking at the core of Clayman's testimony.
But Clayman reacted immediately.
He claimed that Rimuru had summoned an undead to possess Mjurran and fabricate testimony on her behalf.
After all, this was a world where magic existed.
Such an explanation contained no obvious flaws.
As a result, Mjurran's testimony lost its decisive impact.
Unfortunately for Clayman, he still didn't know the truth.
Both the army he had sent to the Beast Kingdom and his base had already been wiped out.
The information Rimuru held now was more than enough to destroy him completely.
One piece of evidence after another was presented.
And one by one, Clayman dismissed them as fabrications.
His stubborn, unruly attitude gradually pushed Rimuru's patience to its limit.
"Damn it!"
Clayman suddenly shouted.
"Don't underestimate me, you slime bluffing behind a wicked dragon!"
"Someone like you has no right to be called a Demon Lord!"
"It doesn't matter if I'm a slime."
Rimuru replied calmly.
"And Veldora is my friend."
"I'm not here to listen to your nonsense."
He leaned forward slightly.
"Isn't it time to stop?"
"Just admit it."
"Those clowns revived Charybdis under your instructions."
"That Majin named Phobio in the footage can testify."
"He was instigated by that clown Footman."
"And just now, on the battlefield, your subordinates turned into Charybdis and caused chaos."
"These are all facts."
His voice hardened.
"Even if you think I'm bluffing, take that belief with you on your way."
Rimuru slammed his hand onto the table.
The massive round table vanished instantly.
Devoured by the 'King of Gluttony.'
With the space cleared, Rimuru kicked his chair away.
The chair shot forward, grazing Clayman's face before smashing into the wall behind him.
None of the other Demon Lords reacted.
From beginning to end, only Clayman himself was visibly shaken.
"Everyone!"
Clayman shouted loudly.
"Can you tolerate this kind of violence?!"
"This person shows no respect for Demon Lords whatsoever!"
"Shouldn't we sanction her together?!"
"This guy is truly despicable."
Emiya Shirou commented coldly through the thought network.
"At this point, shouldn't he be taking action himself?"
"To actually beg other Demon Lords for help... how embarrassing."
Rimuru agreed instantly.
"He even tried to use mental manipulation on me just now."
"Truly despicable."
"Fortunately, the Lord of Wisdom blocked it."
"So he has that trick too?"
Emiya Shirou responded.
"This guy really has no dignity as a Demon Lord."
Facing Clayman's accusations, Rimuru countered sharply and openly exposed his attempt at mental manipulation.
In the end, words were no longer enough.
That was when the Demon Lord seated at the very top finally spoke.
"Do you wish to become a Demon Lord?"
Guy Crimson's voice echoed through the hall.
"Yes."
Rimuru answered without hesitation.
"I've already taken control of the Jura Forest."
"In the eyes of humans, I'm already a Demon Lord."
"Isn't that right?"
She knew how humans saw things.
They didn't care about the truth.
To them, she was a monster who allied with an evil dragon to dominate the forest.
She had no intention of denying it.
"Very well."
Guy nodded.
"All witnesses are present."
"If you defeat Clayman before us, we will acknowledge you as a Demon Lord."
"This conflict will end here."
"How about it?"
Rimuru's lips curved into a confident smile.
"Just as I wished."
Faced with the situation, Clayman quickly regained his composure.
Then he laughed.
"Hehehe."
"Honestly."
"I planned all this so I wouldn't have to dirty my hands."
"But things have become more troublesome than expected."
"What a miscalculation."
Rimuru tilted her head slightly.
"Did he... give up?"
She asked through the thought network.
"Of course not."
Emiya Shirou replied calmly.
"He still has a trump card."
"For example?"
Before Emiya Shirou could finish, Clayman revealed it himself.
"It's your turn, Milim."
The moment those words left his mouth, the atmosphere changed.
Even the surrounding Demon Lords grew tense.
Of course, a few remained relaxed.
Leisurely.
Watching.
Seeing this, Emiya Shirou immediately understood.
They had already seen through Milim's act.
Only Clayman remained ignorant.
Pathetic.
"You sure talk a lot."
Rimuru stared at Clayman.
"But in the end, you still rely on others."
"Dragging Milim into this too."
"When you can't win with words, you turn to force."
Unlike Emiya Shirou, Rimuru didn't know Milim was acting.
She was genuinely worried.
Milim was far too powerful.
Believing Milim was being controlled, Rimuru tried to provoke Clayman.
But Clayman didn't fall for it.
"Boring."
He waved his hand dismissively.
"What's left to say?"
"I'll also participate in the battle."
"Guy."
"You don't object, do you?"
"No problem."
Guy replied lazily.
"If Milim helps you of her own will, I won't interfere."
Hearing that, Rimuru's expression darkened.
She didn't want to fight Milim.
Not at all.
And at that moment, Emiya Shirou stepped forward.
"Don't worry, Rimuru."
His voice was steady.
"The winner of this battle will be us."
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