“Everyone, stand up, line up in order, from shortest to tallest, with elders, children, and women given priority!” Rimuru shouted loudly.
Listening to Rimuru’s hawking voice, Morax somewhat doubted if this guy was really as bad at communicating as she claimed.
Her tone was like a social butterfly.
And that sales pitch tone of hers made Morax sigh inwardly.
Hearing Rimuru’s shouts, all the Goblins quickly began to line up.
The Fang Wolf Tribe followed closely, and in a short while, the line was formed.
Rimuru nodded repeatedly, looking at the neat formation.
“Alright, without further ado, let the Naming Ceremony begin!”
Rimuru even named this event the Naming Ceremony.
Seeing Rimuru’s happy expression, Morax let her be.
“Alright, let’s start with the old village chief first!” Rimuru said, looking at the Goblin Elder not far from her.
Rimuru looked at the Goblin Elder’s face and began to think of a name for him.
Just then, Rimuru had a flash of inspiration.
“Oh, right, Goblin Elder, wasn’t your sacrificed son a named monster?
What was his name?” Rimuru asked the Goblin Elder.
“My son’s name was Riguru,” the Goblin Elder quickly replied, hearing Rimuru’s inquiry.
“In that case, your name will be Rigurd,” Rimuru mused for a moment, then decided.
“Thank you for your grace, Rimuru-sama!
Rigurd is good, Rigurd is good!” The Goblin Elder said excitedly, tears welling up in his eyes.
Seeing the Goblin Elder like this, Rimuru quickly said, “You can go now.
I still need to continue naming.”
“Yes, Rimuru-sama.” The Goblin Elder responded, then walked to an empty space nearby.
Next was the Goblin who organized the Goblins and Fang Wolf Tribe against the enemy during the subjugation.
What Rimuru hadn’t expected was that this Goblin was actually the Goblin Elder’s son.
No wonder he had such organizational ability.
“Since your brother sacrificed himself, you shall inherit your brother’s name.
You will be called Riguru.”
Riguru quickly knelt on one knee.
“Thank you for your grace, Rimuru-sama.”
“Alright, you go to the side too.
I need to continue naming.”
Rimuru didn’t want to waste words with him; the sooner she finished naming, the sooner she could go to Morax’s embrace and sleep.
Riguru quickly ran to the side.
“Alright, next.”
“You’re Gobu Niu.”
Alright, next.”
“Gobume, alright, next…”
“Gobubo, next.”
“Gobute, next…”
“Gobuhe, next.”
“Gobude, next…”
After a short while, a Goblin with a large nose and an extremely small stature appeared before Rimuru.
“You’ll be called Gobta,” Rimuru decided, looking at his appearance.
Hearing this name, wasn’t this Xiao Lao Di?
Morax couldn’t help but look over, wanting to see what Gobta looked like.
After all, this was a formidable person.
In the original work, he was constantly courting death.
Not only did he court death in front of Rimuru, but also in front of Sword Demon, the White Elder.
What was even more admirable was that this guy had courted death several times in front of Milim, enduring two punches from Milim without any issues.
Of course, Milim wasn’t using her full strength, otherwise, Xiao Lao Di wouldn’t have enough lives for Milim to hit.
Moreover, this guy had an especially big heart; he was caught and imprisoned by the Dwarf Tribe and slept for three days straight without waking up.
And Rimuru even forgot about him.
If it weren’t for the existence of the Fang Wolf Tribe, Morax seriously suspected he would have stayed in prison for life.
“You’ll be called Goburu, next.”
“Gobu Yi.”
“Gobu Er.”
“Gobu San.”
…
By the end, Rimuru’s naming became increasingly perfunctory.
Morax was too lazy to say anything, after all, in the later stages, there were nearly two hundred thousand Pighead waiting for Rimuru to name them.
Morax really didn’t know how Rimuru came up with so many names.
To be honest, in this world, Rimuru was the only one who dared to do such a thing.
“Um, Morax-sama, we are very grateful to Rimuru-sama for bestowing names upon us.
I know Rimuru-sama’s strength is great, but is it okay to name so many monsters at once?” At this moment, Rigurd walked up to Morax and asked.
Listening to what Rigurd said, Morax shook her head.
“It’s fine.
Rimuru has plenty of amount of magicules.
It’s not just you hundred-plus; even if it were ten times more, there wouldn would be no problem,” Morax explained to Rigurd.
Indeed, relying solely on Rimuru’s amount of magicules would not be enough, but this guy has a cheat, with Great Sage and Storm Dragon as his power banks, how could he lack magicules?
It could be said that what Rimuru lacked least was magicules.
Rimuru-sama should…” At this moment, Rigurd tried to persuade her.
“You’re right.
I’ll go talk to Rimuru.” Morax didn’t wait for him to finish speaking before she understood what he meant.
He simply wanted Rimuru to rest before continuing to name, but he didn’t dare to say it himself and wanted Morax to say it.
“Rimuru, rest for a bit before continuing to name.
After all, naming so many monsters at once, even you will feel tired.
And there aren’t many left.
I’ll do the naming,” Morax advised Rimuru.
“Alright then.” Rimuru jumped off the cushion and prepared to rest for a while.
Looking at the Goblins in front of her, Morax said no more and prepared to start naming.
After all, with the blessing of the Storm Dragon, even if she couldn’t name too many, she could still name dozens.
“You’ll be called Gobuhua.” After naming, Morax felt a fleeting dizziness and weakness, but it was harmless.
“You’re Gobunai.”
“You’re Gobujia.”
As for you, this was a delicate-looking female Goblin.
Morax looked at her face, feeling somewhat familiar.
“You’ll be called Haruno.”
After a while, with Morax’s unremitting efforts, all the Goblins were finally named.
Subsequently, Morax began to feel a little dizzy.
Sure enough, without the Storm Dragon as a cheat-like power bank, it was still very difficult to name most monsters at once.
Just then, Rimuru had also rested well.
Looking at Morax, Rimuru felt a little heartache.
“Morax, I’m rested.
Shall I do the naming next?
You go rest for a while,” Rimuru said softly to Morax.
“No need, I’ll just rest here for a bit.
So, I’ll leave the rest to you,” Morax said with a tired smile to Rimuru.
“Okay, leave it to me.
I won’t let you down, Morax,” Rimuru said with a resolute expression.
“Alright, hurry up and name the Fang Wolf Tribe,” Morax said to Rimuru.
“Okay, I’m going to name the Fang Wolf Tribe.
You rest well,” Rimuru said, showing concern for Morax.
Then Rimuru walked towards the Fang Wolf Tribe, preparing to start naming.
Maybe it’s not a big deal now… maybe it will be later.
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”