The Silent Deity: Saiki Kusuo in Tensura

It was a bright and peaceful morning in the Jura Forest—until the ground began to shake.

Dust flew in the air. The trees rustled. The wind roared through the leaves like a warning. But it wasn't a threat. It was a parade.

A parade of monsters.

Hundreds of them.

The goblins that Veldora had sent out had finally returned… and they hadn't come back alone.

Orcs with bulging muscles stomped forward. Tall, proud ogres with blazing red eyes strode with silent authority. Lizardmen moved in disciplined rows like a miniature army. There were even wyverns circling the sky and demi-humans of various shapes and sizes cautiously stepping through the trees.

All headed straight for the heart of the forest—the new kingdom being born.

Veldora, as usual, heard the commotion from inside the cabin. He jumped to his feet and ran outside barefoot, almost tripping over his cape again.

"Whoa… WHOA!! Saiki, look! Look! So many of them came! I told you I'm popular!!" he beamed, flexing proudly.

Saiki, still seated cross-legged on the porch with a bowl of coffee jelly in hand, didn't even glance up.

"Yare yare… you'd think he won the lottery."

He focused his power subtly. A controlled surge of Veldora's true aura spilled out like a tidal wave over the approaching crowd.

The effect was instant.

All the monsters—every last one of them—stopped mid-step and dropped to one knee.

Even the wyverns landed and bowed their heads.

"W-we greet the great Storm Dragon Veldora!" shouted one of the orcs, his voice trembling.

Veldora grinned smugly, arms folded. He dramatically flipped his hair.

"Ahem… Yes, yes. Behold my greatness! I, Veldora, the mighty Storm King, welcome you to my kingdom!"

He posed like an action hero, basking in their admiration.

Saiki, of course, had already erased all their memories of him. As far as they were concerned, Veldora was the one who had built the town, named the goblins, and brought peace to the forest.

But while the monsters knelt and Veldora soaked in the attention, Saiki's mind scanned through the crowd. His eyes paused on the ogres—proud, strong, disciplined.

"Interesting..."

They stood out from the others. Each had a fire in their eyes, and none of them looked afraid. One in particular caught Saiki's attention—the eldest among them, with a scar running across his chest and a sword on his back.

"That one's the chief," Saiki muttered. "Let's get started."

He stood, walked toward them, and started naming them one by one.

"You… Your name is Gurd."

The elder ogre fell to his knees. A light surged through his body, and in seconds—he evolved. His muscles grew larger, his form sharper. Horns extended from his head, and his aura increased tenfold.

Gasps erupted all around.

"You're next. Benimaru."

A flaming aura exploded as Benimaru transformed, his red hair glowing like fire, armor forming over his body.

"Shuna… Hakuro… Shion… Souei…"

Each evolved instantly. The moment their names were spoken, they transformed. Power surged from them like crashing waves, and all around them, the crowd of monsters watched with awe and fear.

Even Veldora had his jaw on the ground.

"T-They evolved on the spot! No chanting, no magicules, just—BOOM! Transformation! This is unreal!"

Saiki shrugged. "Of course. I'm me."

Later that day, Veldora stood before the evolved ogres and gave his first real orders.

"Souei, you'll form our shadow network. Spy, gather intel, be the shadows of the forest."

Souei nodded silently and vanished like smoke.

"Hakuro, you'll train our troops in swordsmanship. We'll need discipline."

"As you command, my king!" Hakuro replied, bowing with precision.

"Shuna, you will oversee our tailors and cooks. A kingdom needs beauty and order."

"Thank you, Lord Veldora," Shuna said with grace.

"Benimaru… you're my general."

Benimaru stepped forward with pride. "I won't disappoint you."

"Shion, you'll be his right hand. Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid."

"Hmph! I'll keep him in line!" Shion smirked.

Saiki nodded from the porch. "That should balance things out."

The kingdom was growing, faster than anyone could have imagined.

New homes were already built. Markets were beginning to take shape. The population had exploded overnight. It was no longer a forest—it was a city in the making.

But something was missing.

Saiki glanced at Veldora, who was now waving like a child at a group of lizardmen who had built a giant statue of him holding a lightning bolt.

"Yeah… this guy still talks like a twelve-year-old."

That night, Saiki went to his room and scanned the entire multiverse for the perfect book.

"What's something that will make him act and talk like a real king… but not too boring…"

He found it.

A legendary book from another world. An ancient royal manual titled:

"The Emperor's Codex: 777 Principles of Power, Diplomacy, and Swagger."

"Perfect," Saiki said.

But instead of making Veldora read it, Saiki just printed the entire book into his brain—word for word, from vocabulary to posture, etiquette, body language, and even a royal accent.

ZZZAP!

Veldora, who was asleep on the couch, jerked up.

"HUH?!"

He blinked. Sat up. Adjusted his robe.

And then he calmly stood up, placed his hand behind his back, and with regal grace said:

"I see. The dawn of this kingdom must be handled with poise and foresight. Indeed… I have much to do."

Saiki nearly dropped his coffee jelly. "Whoa. That actually worked?"

Veldora walked past him, head high, posture perfect.

"From this day forward, I shall be known not only as Veldora the Storm Dragon… but as His Majesty, Veldora the Sovereign Tempest."

Saiki smirked.

"Yare yare… Now we're getting somewhere."