Rimuru And Milim Novels & Stories

At that moment, Marcus absolutely wanted to pin Roderick on the ground and beat him up aggressively. Roderick, however, did not look at Marcus but only at the actress. "Mila, right?" Mila immediately nodded. "My name is Mila Murphy, and I'm from Northern Muslon. My skin is a little sensitive, so I'll often put on a lot of makeup. I have acting experience, especially acting as a vicious supporting actress. I have a rich experience in this. I don't have a high demand for the pay. I just want…to be friends with Master Marcus."

A burst of laughter boomed. Then, a fierce-looking man covered in hair appeared. "Milo?" James froze momentarily. That man was none other than Milo of the Primordial Ape Race who snatched away his War Order. Milo's appearance immediately attracted the attention of many. As he laughed, he strode forward and charged toward the burning flames. "We have to prevent him from taking the initiative." Then, James charged toward the burning flames as well. Milo already had a War Order in hand. As such, James could not allow him to obtain an additional one.

The three mates were in the kitchen, Dior sitting on a stool by the kitchen island and Dre resting against the island next to the smaller man while Mimi was by the stove making carrot soup. Her little hips were swaying innocently as she hummed a song while her mates conversed. When she walked past them, Dior smacked her ass making her gasp at him in shock. He winked at her and she blushed turning away from him but he grabbed her so she was standing between his legs. "Dre and I were thinking about you getting bitten soon." Mimi unconsciously rubbed her neck where the bite would be. "Don't worry, we'll mark you before you get your bite. We were just thinking about it." The smaller male assured