Treyni told Rimuru her original identity, which greatly surprised them.
"Eh?! So, you are the Elf Queen?"
"Wahahahaha, are you scared yet? Hurry up and pay homage to this Queen!"
Ramiris spoke triumphantly.
"Uh... but, you're really weak..."
"Hey! You're being very rude!"
The smile on Ramiris's face froze.
"Sorry, sorry, I accidentally spoke my mind."
"You guy!!"
The four of them were chatting and laughing, making for a harmonious scene.
Draco checked the time and saw it was almost time for the luncheon, so he said:
"Everyone, the luncheon is about to start. Please follow me."
"Okay!"
"Gourmet food! Here I come!"
Milim was the first to follow Draco, and the others followed closely behind.
Inside a magnificent banquet hall, guests gathered in small groups.
The white tablecloths were covered with various delicacies, as well as fresh juices and other drinks.
As everyone walked in, they found a huge rectangular dining table in the very center of the banquet hall, surrounded by all kinds of drinks.
"Wow, so many!!"
Seeing such a sumptuous feast, Milim's eyes widened, and she wanted to dive right in and gorge herself.
But she was pulled back by Draco.
"This is a formal occasion. You're a Demon Lord, after all, so pay attention!"
"I know!"
Milim stuck out her tongue but didn't act out.
"Yuri, you guys take over the hosting from here."
"Everyone, I have other matters to attend to, so I can't stay with you."
"Aren't you staying with us?"
Rimuru transformed back into human form at this time.
"There's a parade ceremony this afternoon. I'm busy. You think being a king is that easy?"
"Parade ceremony? What's that?"
Milim leaned in curiously.
"Well... it's a circuit around the city to show the emperor's style and majesty to the subjects through a parade."
"Oh~ that sounds like fun."
"Just go eat. You can come watch the ceremony when the time comes."
Draco patted her head, then turned and left... arriving at the central square of the city, where the ceremonial band was already prepared.
When Draco arrived, Albedo and the others were already waiting in the square.
"Master, the honor guard is ready and can board the carriage at any time."
"Master! Come up quickly!"
In the middle of the motorcade was a giant white elephant, pulling a magnificent carriage covered with flowers and banners.
Kurumi had been waiting on top of the white elephant for a long time.
The square was filled with city residents; seeing Draco, they all raised their arms and cheered.
Surrounded by everyone, Draco stepped onto the carriage with Albedo, Shalltear, Demiurge, Aura, and Mare.
"Let's begin!"
Accompanied by the sound of a salute, the honor guard blew horns, and the white elephant began to move slowly.
Countless people along the way waved their hands, flowers drifted through the air onto the streets, and bursts of warm applause echoed through the skies.
At this moment, Draco enjoyed the glory of being the center of attention and the blessings from the people.
Along the way, the Red-haired Uncle led his men to maintain order, and everything appeared well-organized.
The Duchy of Nazarick covers a vast area; it takes at least two hours for the honor guard to make a full circuit.
After completing the circuit and returning to the square, today's coronation and decoration ceremonies will begin.
At that time, guests like Milim would watch the ceremony from the platform built in the square.
That was the plan.
But halfway through, Draco regretted it.
In one hour, he waved a total of...
...times; even with a strong physique, he was still incredibly sore.
He couldn't help but complain in his heart, wondering who came up with such a scam of a ceremony; he'd definitely give them a piece of his mind later.
"Achoo~!"
Kurumi, sitting on the white elephant in front, suddenly sneezed.
She rubbed her cute nose.
"Who's thinking of me?"
Kurumi muttered to herself and ignored it, continuing to wave her small hands tirelessly at the surrounding people... Finally, the honor guard returned to the central square.
A large high platform had been built here, with a long red carpet extending from the square to the platform, flanked by soldiers.
On the reviewing stand, led by Sebas and many maids, the major guests were invited up.
And on the outskirts of the square, there were dense crowds of people.
Although the central square was spacious enough, it still couldn't hold that many people.
Most of the people could only watch through Projection Stones placed throughout the city.
Accompanied by flowers and salutes, Draco led the Guardians behind him and slowly walked onto the high platform.
In an instant, the entire venue fell silent.
Standing on the high platform, he looked down at the people below.
"Everyone, welcome to the day of the birth of the Duchy of Nazarick."
Draco's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
"Thank you, friends, for coming to witness this; you shall receive the eternal friendship of the Duchy of Nazarick."
On the reviewing stand, Milim was excitedly waving her small hands, her eyes sparkling with light.
"This is simply too cool."
Milim murmured, "When can I hold one too?"
Midred, the High Priest of the Dragon Faith of the Dragon Worshippers, had naturally received an invitation as well, and was now standing silently behind Milim.
Upon hearing Milim's request, Midred immediately began to ponder, "Hmm... founding a nation might be a bit difficult..."
Milim didn't know that her casual remark had actually triggered Midred's thought of founding a nation.
Draco gave a passionate ten-minute speech, filled with cliché oaths.
Knowing you wouldn't like reading it, I'll just skip it.
"The coronation ceremony begins now!"
As the master of ceremonies announced the start of the coronation, an attendant carrying a golden crown walked onto the platform and respectfully handed it to Albedo.
Albedo took the crown and slowly placed it on Draco's head.
At that moment, a solemn and dignified atmosphere filled the venue.
Everyone held their breath, looking straight at Draco, waiting for him to make a series of solemn oaths.
"On behalf of all the people of the Duchy of Nazarick, I declare."
"His Majesty Lionel is appointed as the first King of the Duchy of Nazarick."
"Now, all the people of the Duchy of Nazarick, pay respects to His Majesty the King!"
Draco took the golden scepter from the attendant; wearing the crown, he radiated a brilliant glow under the sunlight, looking exceptionally divine.
"Long live His Majesty!"
"Long live His Majesty!"
In the square, wave after wave of shouting echoed through the sky, shaking the hearts of the people.
Draco looked up at the azure sky, and a long-lost feeling welled up from the bottom of his heart.
It was the heroic spirit of ruling the world!
"I declare that the Principality of Nazarick is officially established!"
"Oh!!"
A sound like a mountain tsunami echoed across the horizon.
For the birth of the King, fire the salute!
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