Looking at the tall and mighty Star Wolves in front of him, Morax’s mood was a bit complicated.
Ranga was even taller and more majestic than his father.
To be honest, Morax had killed his father, but Ranga didn’t show any hatred towards Morax.
If Morax hadn’t read the original work, he wouldn’t have dared to keep him.
In the original work, Rimuru also killed Ranga’s father and used force to make him submit.
According to Ranga, Rimuru’s strength was greater than his father, the Star Wolves King, so it was no one’s fault that he was killed by Rimuru.
Furthermore, Rimuru’s strength was great, and he even bestowed a name upon him.
Since naming is inscribed on the soul, the named individual becomes part of the namer’s soul lineage, which is why Ranga is completely obedient to Rimuru.
Therefore, even though Morax killed his father, he didn’t eliminate the root cause.
Otherwise, with Morax’s cautious (meticulous) personality, he would have eliminated them, no matter if they were the Twelve Guardian Saints or Rimuru’s loyal retainers.
While Morax was lost in thought, Rimuru had already decided on a name for this new Star Wolves King.
Rimuru bounced over to Ranga.
“From now on, you will be called Ranga.”
“Yes, Lord Rimuru.”
Ranga expressed his gratitude to Rimuru.
Just as Rimuru finished naming and was about to name the next one, he realized that this time the magicules drawn out was particularly large, more than when he named all the Goblins combined.
Then he discovered that all the Fang Wolf Tribe had already been named.
At this point, Rimuru was dumbfounded.
“What’s going on?
I only named one, so how are they all named?”
At this moment, Morax looked at Rimuru’s confused expression and found it somewhat amusing.
Just then, Ranga quickly explained the reason to Rimuru, telling him that once a Fang Wolf Tribe member is named, the entire tribe is successfully named.
Rimuru listened, half-understanding.
Just then, an intense dizziness and weakness surged into Rimuru’s mind.
[Note: Warning!
Host’s magicules is below a certain value.
Will enter hibernation mode.
Additionally, full recovery is expected in three days.]
“It seems that naming consumed too much magicules.”
Darkness gradually filled Rimuru’s eyes.
Rimuru fell off the beast cushion.
Even his normally faintly glowing blue exterior began to dim.
Seeing this scene, Morax quickly caught her.
“Lord Rimuru.”
The surrounding Star Wolves and Goblins immediately cried out in alarm and gathered around.
“My Lord, what happened to Lord Rimuru?”
Rigurd asked with a worried expression.
“Yes, what happened to Lord Rimuru?”
All the surrounding monsters anxiously asked.
Looking at the worried expressions of these monsters, Morax’s heart couldn’t help but feel a warmth.
This fellow named too many monsters at once and used up all her magicules.
She’ll recover in a few days.”
Morax said calmly, looking at Rimuru.
“Alright, don’t crowd around.
Disperse.
I will take good care of Rimuru.”
Morax said calmly to the surrounding monsters.
“Yes, My Lord.”
All the monsters spoke with reverence.
“Alright, I’m taking Rimuru back to rest.”
Morax said, standing up and preparing to walk towards their dwelling with Rimuru.
“My Lord, please wait.”
Just then, a voice suddenly came from behind Morax.
“Is there anything else?”
Morax turned his head and asked coldly.
He found that it was Ranga who had asked.
Although Morax had decided to come down from the heavens and take a good look, he didn’t have as good a temper as Rimuru.
For his subordinates, it was best to maintain a certain degree of majesty.
Listening to Morax’s cold yet dignified tone, Ranga flinched a little.
It seemed that this Lord was truly different from Lord Rimuru.
“I just wanted to ask for your esteemed name, My Lord.”
Ranga said anxiously.
“My esteemed name?”
Morax pondered.
It seemed true that he hadn’t told them his name yet.
Usually, Rimuru only called him Morax.
It was normal for them not to know, and besides, he really didn’t want all the monsters to know the name Morax.
“From now on, you shall call me Morax.”
Just as all the monsters bowed, Morax’s majestic words came.
Then Morax walked towards the dwelling without looking back.
Looking at Morax’s departing back, the monsters dared to stand up, all taking a deep breath.
“Lord Morax is truly majestic.”
Ranga couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Exactly, Lord Morax and Lord Rimuru truly have two different personalities.”
Rigurd also agreed.
“But compared to Lord Rimuru, Lord Morax is more like a leader.”
Rigurd commented.
“Exactly, exactly.”
Ranga echoed.
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Rigurd said to the other monsters.
“Yes, let’s act quickly.”
Ranga also said at the same time.
“All of you, get moving!
We cannot disappoint Lord Rimuru and Lord Morax.”
Rigurd shouted to the Goblins.
“Don’t you dare lose to the Goblins.”
“Yes, Chief Ranga.”
All the Fang Wolf Tribe shouted.
Just then, a majestic voice came.
“All of you, be quiet.”
When the monsters saw it was Morax, they were instantly too scared to speak.
“If you have something to do, do it.
If not, stay quiet.
Rimuru needs quiet rest, and I also prefer quiet.”
Morax’s words were full of majesty but also steady.
“Understood, Lord Morax.”
All the monsters shouted.
“Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’m going to rest.
You all go and do what Rimuru assigned you.”
Morax’s voice was slightly tired.
“Yes, Lord Morax.”
Rigurd and Ranga stepped forward and bowed.
Morax returned to the house, holding Rimuru in his arms, and then sat on a cushion made of beast hide.
“I already thought they were a bit noisy in the original work, but I didn’t expect it to be true.
But it’s good, at least I’m not alone anymore.
And the future crises will be quite busy.”
Then Morax looked at Rimuru in his arms.
“It seems that only the gender has changed; everything else is the same.
Still like in the original work.
But it’s good, or rather, it’s just right this way.”
Currently, Morax’s feelings for Rimuru are somewhat complex.
He doesn’t know if it’s friendship or something else.
Morax does have a good impression of Rimuru, but it’s far from love.
However, he always subconsciously acts with tolerance and doting towards Rimuru, even Morax himself doesn’t understand why he does this.
As he thought, Morax also fell into a deep sleep.
At this moment, the sunlight outside shone in.
If anyone were to enter, they would surely see a beautiful scene of a noble young dragon holding a cute Slime.
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!”