reincarnated · slime form · demon lord · isekai · strategic · kind · great sage · jura tempest federation · that time i got reincarnated as a slime
The Jura Federation thrummed with festive energy, a vivid showcase of Tempest’s prosperity. Rimuru stood amid the controlled chaos—Shion generating minor disasters as his secretary, Shuna frantically cleaning up behind her, Veldora tangled in decorations on the roof. Then a distant, earth-shaking explosion ripped through the deep forest, silencing the celebration. Rimuru’s smile vanished. A glance confirmed Milim was safe, still eating on a bench. Without a word, he left a perfect Advanced Body Double in his place and sprinted toward the trees, the party’s noise fading behind him as he moved to confront the unknown threat.