The Apocalypse and the royal meeting

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After the 'little' skirmish with Milim Nava, Acnologia throw her on Rimuru, since he was vouching for her, she is his problem now.

"If she destroys something, throw her out." Acnologia said to Rimuru.

"Don't worry brother, she won't, right Milim?" Rimuru said with a smile.

Milim flinched as she was nervous somehow as she said "R-right, I have promised you as a demon lord, I can't go back on my word." Acnologia looked at her like a hawk wondering how long her promise is gonna last.

He turned around and started walking followed by Benimaru and Hakuru as they were consulting if this was a wise choice, to let a demon lord in their city.

"What is the problem? If she causes any troubles, I will kick her out." Acnologia said while entering the city again.

Benimaru shook his head "That is not the point, if a demon lord enters a territory without any other demon lord authority over it, it may seem that we are her subordinates, which may lead to us being targeted." He said.

Acnologia couldn't help but smile "Subordinates...to her." He turned to point at Milim who was stuffing her face with food like there will be no tomo, a child who is tasting something new in thousands of year with tears rolling down her eyes. Acnologia was clearly mocking her, no way in the world would he bow to someone, especially a child.

"ACNOLOGIA-SAMA! WE HAVE TROUBLES!" Rigurdo's voice could bee heard across the streets while he was running towards him. Acnologia quickly spread his senses and noticed a sizable groups of people flying in the sky over mounts.

"It's the Royal Guards of the Dwargon Kingdom, Currently Gild and his troops are standing guard below them." Rigurdo said pointing up, they were just a bit on the other side of the city, the citizens were gathering around to look at them.

"Acnologia-sama, what should we do with them?" Benimaru asked.

"Tch! I was focusing on that kid and didn't notice those weaklings." Acnologia said 'Every single one of them think they can just walk in like they own the place.' Acnologia's patience was running low.

"Let's go see what they came here for..." He said before walking away, leaving behind Rimuru, Ranga, and Shion watching the stray demon lord.

Stepping outside the city again, Acnologia met Treyni who standing beside Geld.

"My, Good day, Acnologia-dono." Treyni said with a smile.

"What are your doing here?" Acnologia asked.

"I kept feeling some disturbance near the area so I came here to check on it." She said with a smile. Well, she wouldn't tell him she came to get her daily dose of potato chips and then got trapped here.

Acnologia focused on the matter at hand, in front of them was a man with black hair and black armor, Geld grunted and spoke "This is their messenger." He said while looking up.

"What do you want?" Acnologia stood in front of the man, towering over him as he spoke.

"The Dwargon king requests a private meeting with the leader of this settlement." The man spoke despite feeling the pressure.

"Call him down then." Acnologia looked at the man who is clearly the leader with his white flying horse and white armor.

"If you wish to come with me--" The man added.

Geld was quick to interrupt "Why should Acnologia go out of his way for this meeting, You are the one who is requesting." He said.

"W-well, you know...we still don't know where this settlement stands, at least we need to hold a meeting in a bit of neutral ground." The messenger quickly responded as cold sweat ran down his spine 'This is unnatural, this city is crazy! Why is there this much amount of Mana running around!' if only he knew that there is a true dragon and 2 demon lords are walking inside the city...it would have been a good choice to wear the brown pants today.

Acnologia growled scaring the living thing out of the messenger "Fine, 2 miles away from the city is as long as I am willing to tolerate your demands." He said.

"That is fine!" The man quickly accepted.

"May I tag in?" Treyni asked, her question was not directed at Acnologia but rather the messenger "As you know...you are ultimately holding a royal meeting in our forest." She said.

"Of course, lady Dryad!!" The messenger was happy, his job was done and he released a signal to the royal guards flying in the sky.

"You guys stay behind." Acnologia spoke to his men, although they were very much against it, they couldn't disobey Acnologia's orders, their faith was that in The Gazel was not war lover.

Far away, still at the tree with Veldora, Irene was sitting with one eye closed and the other open, not because she liked to. She was watching everything with her magic eye skill [Eye of the Seer], it was simple skill that allows her to see and hear far further than anyone could. And now she was watching Acnologia all along.

Beside her, Veldora did not move and was sitting on the hill too "You do not need to keep me in check." Irene said. 'Not that you could anyways.'

Veldora just leaned on the ground "I am just making sure you are not plotting anything." He said in a nonchalant voice.

"My, It's humbling that you think I need to plot so I can harm this place." Irene chuckled as she kept on following Acnologia as he met the Dwargon king. "Rather...I am just curious."

Veldora scuffed "Ha! Last time you got curious you created the elder dragons, as if the world didn't have enough Catastrophes already."

"Tch! You had to remind me." Irene had an irritated tone as she spoke, clearly, the elders dragons are a sensitive topic to her. "Those idiots are my 2nd greatest mistake." She said.

However, Veldora didn't pay her any mind "Say...I had this thoughts bugging me for a while since Acnologia's fight with Velzard..."

"What is it?"

"Doesn't that fight remind you of what happened when Velzard fought the Elder death dragon?" Veldora said "He too was immune to her attacks. I may be wrong since that's the only Elder dragon fight I witnessed. But I still wonder..."

Irene stopped "Well...In a sense, They are similar, but they are ultimately very different, the way Abeloth's power's work are not the same as Acnologia's."

"What do you mean?" Veldora frowned.

"...who knows..." She said with a smile.

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