While Nazarick was preparing for the festival in full swing, winds and clouds surged all over the world, and an unknown danger quietly descended.
However, none of this had the slightest impact on Draco, or rather, he simply had no time to pay attention to it.
These days, Draco was incredibly busy.
This was a grand celebration for a million people, and also the most important founding ceremony of the Duchy of Nazarick.
Draco took this very seriously, and many things required his personal attention.
First was the arrangement for the guests.
A vast number of invitations had been sent out across the world this time, and every recipient was a person of great status.
From Demon Lords at the top to leaders of major factions at the bottom.
Although there were many figures Draco didn't know personally, it didn't stop him from using this opportunity to expand his network of influence.
He even had Milim deliver invitations to several Demon Lords.
It would be best if they came, but there was nothing to lose if they didn't.
This feast would last for seven days. To handle the accommodation of these figures, Draco specially designated a high-end residential area to house these important people.
Then there were the event arrangements for the festival.
Military parades, song and dance parties, award ceremonies, and so on.
Draco even paid special attention to the city's decoration style.
He finally decided on a predominantly Eastern style, with red lanterns, dragon flags, ceremonial cannons, gongs and drums, fireworks, and everything else.
And that wasn't all. Most importantly, a giant statue was erected in the center of the entire city.
Initially, Kurumi actually suggested building a Great Tomb, but Draco directly rewarded her with two knocks on the head.
Placing a Great Tomb in the central plaza of a founding festival—only that girl could come up with such an idea.
Albedo suggested using Draco's image instead, but Draco immediately rejected it.
Was she joking? He wouldn't do something so embarrassing.
In the end, Draco did it himself, using magic to create a lifelike Eastern divine dragon.
This appeared both majestic and domineering, while also being full of mysterious ancient charm.
Although no one had ever seen such a creature, they really liked its handsome appearance and imposing posture.
In passing, Draco also changed the national flag of the Duchy of Nazarick to the image of the Eastern divine dragon.
He directly defined this image as the exclusive symbol of Nazarick.
During these days, everyone was busy, and Milim was no exception.
The Republic of Ulgrasia was located at the southernmost part of the continent and had been at peace with the world for many years.
The people here were all Spirit Magic Users—magicians who had formed contracts with spirits.
Of course, that wasn't the main point. The main point was that the Elf Queen, the Labyrinth Fairy, and one of the Three Oldest Demon Lords, Ramiris, currently lived in a labyrinth somewhere here.
After receiving Draco's request, Milim flew toward this place without a moment's delay.
Inside the Ulgrasia Natural Park, there was a gate leading to the Fairy Labyrinth.
With a "Boom!", Milim rushed inside with practiced ease.
"Ramiris, I'm here! Come out and welcome me!"
"In your dreams. Come over here yourself."
A path of light suddenly appeared in front of the originally pitch-black passage.
This was Ramiris's intrinsic skill, 'Labyrinth Creation'.
Its authority surpassed most Unique Skills and even a few Ultimate Skills.
This skill gave Ramiris the ability to create labyrinths freely. It was inherently a pan-spatial ability, so within it, the space itself could not be manipulated, and spatial abilities like moving to a base or Shadow Motion could not be used.
This skill had many other functions, such as creating various terrains and resurrecting creatures that died in the labyrinth.
In general, Ramiris could be considered a god-like existence within the labyrinth.
Milim was clearly a frequent visitor to the labyrinth; she stepped directly onto the path of light and reached the end without any obstacles.
In an ordinary stone room, a palm-sized little fairy with two pairs of golden light-wings on her back appeared before Milim.
"Hey, Ramiris, long time no see."
"Indeed. You haven't come here for almost two years. What, did you forget about me?"
The golden fairy immediately flew in front of Milim, crossing her arms over her chest and putting on a fierce look.
"How could that be? I've been very busy lately."
Milim stuck out her tongue and quickly changed the subject.
"By the way, here's this for you."
She took an envelope from her bosom and handed it to Ramiris.
"This is an invitation. A friend of mine has established a country, and I came specifically to invite you to participate!"
Ramiris glanced at the invitation and said casually, "You actually have a friend. That's something new."
"Hey, what do you mean? Why can't I have friends!"
"In thousands of years, besides me and Guy, tell me yourself, where did you get any friends?"
"Uuu~~"
Milim's eyes suddenly became a bit moist, and she looked at Ramiris with an innocent expression.
Because of the Dragon Princess's power, everyone had kept a respectful distance from Milim for thousands of years, which resulted in her having very few friends.
This was also why she liked staying in Nazarick.
In the eyes of the people of Nazarick, being a Demon Lord wasn't important at all. The only one worthy of their respect was their supreme being, Lord Draco.
No one would feel awe toward Milim, so she felt incredibly comfortable and at ease there.
At least Kurumi wasn't afraid of her at all.
Kurumi: Stealing my food? Let's fight!
*Slurp*
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