I FOUND A DOOR TO TENSURA AND BECAME BROKEN IN THE REAL WORLD TOO-Chapter 52: The Rise of the Octagram

As the dust settled and the barrier slowly dissipated, the entire dimension fell into an eerie silence.

The aftermath of the battle between me and Milim was nothing short of catastrophic.

The once grand hall of the Walpurgis meeting was now cracked and scorched, the marble floor shattered into craters, and the very air still sizzled with residual magic.

Milim lay on the ground, panting heavily, her body covered in faint scorch marks and bruises from our intense battle.

Her fierce golden eyes stared up at me, still gleaming with excitement, despite her exhaustion.

I extended a hand towards her, my golden eyes calm and unwavering.

A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips.

"Had enough, Milim?" I teased.

She grinned mischievously, despite her fatigue.

Her small hand gripped mine, and she allowed me to pull her up.

She let out a breathless laugh, her chest heaving from exertion.

"Hehe... I hate you, Yuuya. You weren't even going all out, were you?"

She smirked, her eyes flashing with challenge, even in defeat.

I let out a low chuckle, brushing some dust off my coat.

"Wouldn't have been fun if I did, right?" I replied with a playful wink.

Across the room, Clayman lay on his knees, his body trembling violently, barely able to breathe.

His once arrogant sneer had been replaced with a look of sheer terror.

Rimuru stood over him, his blue eyes glimmering with merciless determination.

Without a hint of hesitation, Rimuru activated Predator, his body illuminated by a radiant azure glow.

The air distorted slightly as Clayman was devoured, his very existence consumed by Rimuru's skill.

The Demon Lords watched in silence, stunned by Rimuru's ruthlessness.

Even Guy's eyes narrowed slightly, acknowledging the lethal potential Rimuru now possessed.

The barrier dissolved completely, and the Demon Lords returned to their seats.

A faint tension still lingered in the air, but the fight was over.

The verdict was clear—Clayman was gone, and Rimuru stood as the newest true Demon Lord.

Frey, her silver hair flowing elegantly, suddenly stood, her expression calm yet resolute.

Her soft but commanding voice rang out, breaking the silence.

"I have made my decision."

Her gaze moved to Milim, her eyes firm.

"I will relinquish my title as a Demon Lord and serve under Milim."

A brief silence fell over the room.

Even Milim's eyes widened slightly, clearly caught off guard.

"Huh? Frey, what are you saying?!" Milim exclaimed, her voice filled with confusion.

Carrion, the Lion King, stood beside Frey.

His massive frame radiated calm strength, his eyes burning with unwavering conviction.

"I'll do the same," Carrion declared firmly.

His voice was deep and resolute, leaving no room for argument.

"I've lost my kingdom because of Clayman's schemes. My people need stability. I'll follow you, Milim."

Milim's eyes softened slightly, her usual playful demeanor replaced with something more genuine.

She stared at the two of them, clearly touched by their loyalty but still hesitant.

"But..." Milim's voice wavered slightly.

Her hands clenched into tight fists, unsure whether to accept or refuse.

Her voice became softer, more vulnerable.

"You guys are my friends... not my subordinates."

Frey's eyes softened, and she placed a gentle hand on Milim's shoulder.

Her voice was soothing but firm.

"That's exactly why, Milim. We trust you."

Milim's lips quivered slightly, and after a moment of silence, she nodded slowly.

Then, in true Milim fashion, she beamed brightly, her mood instantly lifting.

"Fine! But you better be ready for crazy adventures! No slacking!" she declared, making the entire room chuckle softly.

As the air settled, Guy's ruby eyes glimmered with intrigue.

He leaned forward slightly, resting his chin on his hand, a devilish smirk playing on his lips.

"Yuuya," he called out, his voice slow and measured.

His eyes narrowed slightly, holding an edge of respect.

I turned toward him, my golden eyes calm but attentive.

He let out a low chuckle, his smirk widening.

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"You've proven yourself beyond question. Stronger than Milim. Stronger than me."

He raised a mockingly curious eyebrow.

"So... what do you say? Will you join us and become one of the Demon Lords?"

The other Demon Lords instantly grew attentive, their eyes turning toward me.

Draguel's golden eyes narrowed slightly, sizing me up.

Leon's piercing gaze studied me carefully, his face emotionless but sharp.

Even Rimuru's eyes widened slightly, his confusion only growing deeper.

For a brief moment, the room was silent, the weight of the offer hanging in the air.

I let out a soft, amused chuckle and waved my hand dismissively.

"Nah." I replied casually, leaning back in my chair.

"One Demon Lord is enough. Rimuru's got this covered."

The room fell into a brief silence.

The Demon Lords exchanged glances, some confused, others intrigued.

Rimuru's expression stiffened slightly, his blue eyes flickering with confusion.

He stared at me, clearly trying to figure me out, still piecing together why I was so fixated on him.

I could see the gears turning in his mind, but he couldn't make the connection—

Not yet.

But he was close.

I leaned forward slightly, my eyes locked onto his, and I smirked faintly.

"You'll figure it out soon enough, Rimuru," I said casually, my tone teasing, but my words held weight, making him stiffen slightly.

With Frey and Carrion stepping down, Guy's eyes swept across the remaining Demon Lords.

He leaned forward slightly, his tone calm but authoritative.

"It seems our ranks have shifted," he mused.

"We're no longer ten."

A mischievous glimmer flashed in his eyes.

"Since Rimuru is the newbie, he should pick the new name."

The Demon Lords groaned audibly, annoyed at the tedious process.

Leon crossed his arms, his voice flat.

"Don't tell me we're going to argue about this for centuries again."

But Rimuru, despite the tension, simply smiled faintly.

Without hesitation, he said:

"Octagram."

A brief silence fell over the room.

Then, Draguel grunted approvingly.

Leon smirked slightly.

Even Luminous' lips curved into a soft smile.

"Octagram, huh?" Guy mused.

A wicked grin crossed his face.

"I like it."

Misery, at Guy's signal, stepped forward and formally announced the new name.

With a flick of her wrist, she vanished into the world, spreading the word of the birth of the Octagram.

After Walpurgis concluded, Rain and Misery returned with platters of fine food and wine.

The room turned into a celebration, laughter and conversation filling the air.

I caught Luminous watching me.

Even in her maid disguise, her heterochromatic eyes glimmered with curiosity.

I strode toward her, my eyes locked onto hers.

Without sparing Louis a glance, I gently tilted her chin upward.

"Why the disguise, beautiful?" I asked softly, my voice low.

"A queen shouldn't hide behind a mask."

Her cheeks flushed slightly, her lips parting faintly.

But before she could speak, Velzard suddenly appeared, looping her arms around mine.

She leaned in and kissed me deeply, marking her territory.

I chuckled softly.

"Jealous, Velzard?" I teased, making her narrow her eyes playfully.