Azuth sneered a little, yet that gentleman’s smile never faltered.
“Now then, do forgive for my frankness — let us get down to business, Azuth Aindra-sama and the mbers of Blue Rose present,”
Lakyus squinted her eyes.
Her uncle had abandoned his title as a noble, but because he still retained the title of honorary knight, proper etiquette dictated that he must be referred to by his full na. However, Azuth was the type to dislike being called by his full na.
Those who were eting him for the first ti and wanted to follow protocol would have fallen into this trap.
This gentleman however, managed to avoid this. This ant that this man had done his thorough research, no, it was probably more accurate to say that the people behind this man had done their research.
“Lakyus Alvein Dale Aindra-sama. Evileye-sama. Tia-sama. Tina-sama. Gagaran-sama. We are here to persuade you to join our side. Though fighting to your last breath here is an honorable option, we do implore everyone here to consider the future instead.”
“Ugh. Such an impolite fellow. So, which country sent you?”
“It doesn’t matter which country we’re from. It’s all usele—”
Suddenly, a hand appeared from behind the woman and covered her mouth.
“No way!”
Tia and Tina drew their weapons in surprise.
Behind the woman stood a man wearing an odd outfit. His entire body, including his face and hands, were covered. tal plates lined his clothing for better defense.
“Not good, it’s an assassin way beyond our league.”
“Not good, he’s much stronger than us.”
These two were the strongest — most vicious — assassins that Lakyus knew of, but this man was stronger than them both.
“Please do not worry and please sheath your weapons. If our goal was your demise, we would not have introduced ourselves in such a trifling thod.”
The gentleman was correct. To have entered this room in a way where none of these Adamantite-ranked adventurers could notice must have included the use of an ability that was capable of completely masking oneself. To have revealed himself in such an idiotic manner ant that he wasn’t there to assassinate them.
Or perhaps this was part of their tactic too. They were reminding them that if they did not join their side, outstanding assassins could get them at any ti.
“Also, as for my companion’s slightly inappropriate matter of speech, I do deeply appologi—”
“—Oy oy. What good does hiding that fact do for you? You guys are from the Theocracy, right?”
“Are they really from the Theocracy...? I can’t believe that people like this exist there.”
A shocked Evileye said. Lakyus was equally surprised.
They had fought against a unit that was burning down demi-human villages in the past and they were strong. Especially the captain of that unit, who was stronger than Lakyus was at that ti. Yet, no one from that unit was as strong as the people in front of them.
“You didn’t know? I thought that you’d at least have heard rumours about them...they are the pride of the Theocracy, their unit of heros, the Black Scripture. It’s likely that all of them have reached the realm of heroes.”
Azuth was looking towards the barbarian.
That man put on the smile a beast would have right before it feasted on its prey.
“Hahahaha... Looks like you know quite a bit about us. But, don’t you have one too? Soone like , or even stronger than ?” He pointed towards Evileye, “Evileye of Blue Rose. You’re a hard one to deal with.”
Yet his attitude was not of one admitting defeat, rather, his expression told them that he treated Evileye as an equal.
“...Hmph. There are people stronger than ...Hmm...excluding fiends, of all of the humans and demi-humans, only Momon-sama is stronger.”
“Only Momon? Hmmm...”
The barbarian muttered to himself while a faint smile blood on his face, and said no more.
“I say. People of the Theocracy’s secret unit. Why won’t you fight alongside us against the Sorcerer King?”
“Perhaps that woman also...no, that was...” Evileye continued to mumble to herself, but Azuth ignored her and asked the gentleman, who responded with his unwavering smile.
“To have received an invitation from your esteed person is an utmost honour to us all. However, we are here on an express mission to convince your esteed persons to join us. That is why we can only choose to ceremoniously reject your suggestion. After all, soldiers who participate in battles out of their own selfish desires would only bring harm to their organization.”
“Trying to use your orders as a scapegoat, I see. Still, I’m interested to hear your personal opinion.”
“What a bore — Aren’t things much simpler if we just followed our superiors’ order?”
The annoyed woman said. The gentleman’s smile faded away as it was replaced by a troubled expression.
“I bet you’re the type to find even your own thought process to be annoying.”
“That’s about right. As long as I carry out my orders, the responsibility for them will always fall on my superiors. It’s too annoying to have to shoulder responsibilities myself, so I don’t bother with it. I’m pretty good at shifting responsibilities onto others, I’ve even received praise for it~”
“They weren’t praising you.”
The barbarian whispered to himself.
“Hehe. Now then, Aindra-sama...my apologies. Azuth-sama, we understand what you ant. So, what about the mbers of Blue Rose?”
“Before that, could we ask a question? How can we escape from here?”
“I will tell you how after you join us. By the way, we have extended this offer to nurous other adventurer groups already and they have all accepted. Those groups have already been relocated to safer locations to sit this one out.”
“...Oy. Did you use violence or threats to force them to go with you?”
As Gagaran had said, if soone as strong as them were to threaten other people, it would be hard for them to refuse.
“We really do, from the depths of our heart, want to beco comrades with you all. This is a cooperation for our future — for humanity’s future.”
The gentleman did not appear to be lying at all, his personality was probably the reason why he was chosen to be the negotiator.
“...I refuse”
Lakyus did not even have ti to ask for everybody else’s opinions before Gagaran replied.
“No need for ‘I’...we will go with the leader’s decision.”
Her companions started nodding their heads in agreent upon hearing what Gagaran had said.
“Is that true...? Looks like nothing I could say will sway your opinion. Looks like I’m out of options.”
The gentleman took their rejection unusually well. Lakyus lowered her posture in case he resorted to force.
After seeing what Lakyus had done, the gentleman gave a wry smile.
“Please, there’s no need to worry, Lakyus-sama. We do not plan to use force. We hope that everyone here could avenge those who have fallen to the Sorcerer King. We have left a fee for your troubles at the reception, please do accept it before you return. Now then — we’ll be on our way.”
After the gentleman gave his orders, the people of the Theocracy began walking towards the exit. Things appeared to have concluded peacefully. Just as Lakyus breathed a sigh of relief, Azuth called out to the gentleman,
“Oy, speaking of which... The mister nad Rufus or Roof-Ass, is he still okay?”
“Ru...? I’m terribly sorry. Our country spans a vast area so I do not know who you are referring to... If you could be a bit more specif—”
“—Ah, is that so. I suppose it’s only natural for people of your rank to not know him by na after all. So, how do you guys usually address that undead? Milord or sothing?”
Every mber of the Black Scripture was stunned and were subsequently filled with malice. The entire room was suddenly overflowing with an aura of bloodlust that made them feel as though combat was about to break out at any mont. The gentleman was the first to make a move.
He extended both arms to stop the people behind him.
“Quie-chan. What’s wrong? Are we not killing them?”
The gentleman stared at Azuth with cold, unmoving eyes and calmly replied to the woman,
“He’s bluffing. Do not move of your own accord. This is an order.” The bloodlust that emanated from them disappeared as fast as it had appeared. The gentleman’s cold-eyed stare remained on Azuth, “...though I am extrely curious to find out the extent of your knowledge on this matter...I will report this to my superiors. Everybody, it’s ti for us to leave.”
The mbers of the Black Scripture did not lower their guards as they walked out the room but maintained the attitude that if Lakyus’ group was to take any sort of action, they would retaliate in kind.
After a while, after Lakyus was certain that the Black Scripture had left already, she started ranting at Azuth.
“Uncle...you’re the weakest of us all. Please stop provoking other people.”
“Hah...? Indeed, that was pretty dangerous. I did not expect them to antagonize us that hard. If it wasn’t for that man with the fake smile, I would have been dead. They were probably thinking sothing along the lines of, ‘rather than dirty our own hands, it’ll be more beneficial if we let the Sorcerer King have his fill first before we have ours’ or sothing. Though I doubt we were worth that kind of consideration.”
Lakyus intentionally directed her sigh towards Azuth, who had been laughing loudly.
Was that really the case?
Her uncle had revealed to the Black Scripture that he had so sort of crucial intel on the Theocracy, it would not have been unusual for them to kill him to prevent that intel from getting into the Sorcerer King’s hands. The other probable outco would have been for them to kidnap him to interrogate him or use magic to get the intel out of him.
The root of the issue was why her uncle had let the Theocracy know that he had that kind of intel. If he had not done so, the conversation would have concluded with nothing else happening.
Why would he intentionally burn himself?
Azuth wasn’t soone who couldn’t see the bigger picture. Given that was the case, there had to be sothing in the background that Lakyus did not know of.
She would not get an answer from thinking about it alone. Lakyus stopped that useless train of thought.
“For God’s sake...So, what does uncle plan to do next?”
“Hah? I plan to wait till the Sorcerer King’s army made its way here. The big boys up there seem to be planning to send soldiers to the neighbouring territories to take formations. To be honest, I don’t think they have a chance at victory. The Sorcerer King and his lackeys will co here sooner or later... You’re not strong enough to trade blows with him, just run away.”
He had made his intentions clear.
“Even so, I will not abandon this city to run away. Uncle...”
If sothing was to defeat the Sorcerer King, it would not be the strike of a warrior but rather, the stab of an assassin. Precisely because of that, Lakyus had to clench her teeth and simply watch as waves of n were sent out to defend against the Sorcerer King’s attack.
“If you wish to invite to fight alongside you, I refuse. I have my own plans.”
“Really?”
“Yup. I will do what I do best, and you should do what you do best. However, for the sake of my cute niece I will reiterate again. It’s best for you all to run away. You are all nothing in the face of the Sorcerer King’s power.”
“...hmph, what does that an? Are you saying that you could achieve more than us?”
Faced with Evileye’s question, Azuth laughed as if he did not have an answer to that.
“Indeed, even I could not win against the Sorcerer King. I am but a re man. But, even if the Sorcerer King surrounds the entire capital, I alone could still escape.”
Azuth stood up.
“Now then, I’ll be going to the other room to work these hips, what will you guys be doing?”
Lakyus realised what her uncle had ant and furrowed her brows.
“We’ll go back. After all, there are still things we need to prepare for.”
Lakyus bid farewell to her uncle and descended the stairs carefully with the rest of her group. They took their pay on the first floor and left the inn. It did not appear as though the Black Scripture was waiting in ambush there.
3
At a distance away from the capital that would take the average traveller three days to cross, the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army could already be sighted. This report landed in Zanac’s hands. To receive the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army’s attack, the entire army of the Kingdom had mobilized under Zanac’s command.
On the plains about half a day’s worth of marching away from the capital, the Kingdom’s army had already established a front upon receiving news that the Sorcerous Kingdom was invading from the west. According to their battle plans, they were to wait for the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army there.
The front was built upon a wide bit of road that was locked down for this purpose. If the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army was to continue on their current, straight trajectory, this would be the most effective. However, if the Sorcerous Kingdom was to change their direction of approach, there would be a need to form a new front. Though they were worried about that possibility, the reports all indicated that the Sorcerous Kingdom was beelining for them. It appeared as though they did not have to worry about that possibility coming true.
Yet no one was rejoicing because of it.
The Kingdom’s army that will be facing against the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army this ti around was comprised of levies from the neighbouring nobles, the capital’s militia, and able-bodied n drafted from the refugees. It would not be incorrect to call this army the Kingdom’s last hope.
In total, there were over 400,000 n.
To have ford such a large army was sothing worthy of praise, yet the reality was that they were scraping at the bottom of the barrel. Not many had suitable equipnt, a lot of people only had a club.
Even under this situation, morale was high. However, the reason for that was purely because they had the spirit of a cornered beast. They knew the extent of the cruelty the Sorcerous Kingdom had displayed and thus took up arms through the sheer force of will to protect that which they hold dear. If their courage was to take a hit in any shape or form, the Kingdom’s army would surely instantaneously collapse.
The size of the army was a weapon in and of itself, the long lines of soldiers alone gave off an overwhelming pressure without them doing anything at all. So then, for what purpose was the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army advancing straight towards this army of 400,000?
Even those who aren’t too well versed in battle tactics would know that facing such a large army head-on wasn’t the best strategy. For the Sorcerous Kingdom, their best strategy would have been to ‘do nothing’. They had an army full of the undead, which did not require supplies at all. In comparison, the Kingdom’s 400,000 strong force was akin to a gigantic yet starving beast. As long as they manage to completely surround them and apply pressure inwards, this giant beast would soon doom itself by starving to its death.
Yet the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army marched in a straight line, destroying everything in their path. He knew of the Sorcerer King’s firm grasp of the bigger picture, so it was hard to imagine that they had done so with no purpose in mind at all.
The Sorcerous Kingdom simply had confidence in their imminent victory.
To sothing like the Sorcerous Kingdom, this was not reckless behaviour at all. To those who could defeat an army of 200,000 n with a single spell, this army of theirs could be wiped out with the use of only two spells.
Of course, Zanac, as the general, did not want to believe that that could happen. However, the people, especially nobles, who believed in that notion weren’t exactly a minority either.
He understood why they had suggested that their forces should be split into groups. Though they could fall one-by-one, they also avoided the possibility of their entire army succumbing to a single spell.
But they could not do that.
Due to the devastating loss they had experienced during the battle of the Katze plains as well as the current invasion by the Sorcerous Kingdom, not many noblen who had the skills to command such a large number of soldiers and cavalry were left. Splitting their forces would not create smaller armies, this force of 400,000 soldiers would suddenly turn into 400,000 commoners instead.
It was precisely because they had this many n gathered — this many comrades — in one place that people had the courage to face the Sorcerous Kingdom.
They had been manning this front for two days now.
A lot of ti had been eaten up by the preparation this many n required.
After both sides had set up their formations, the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army had adopted a prideful attitude that said loud and clear, “we gave you just enough ti to prepare.”
Their forces numbered around 10,000, comprising 3-4 types of undead. This was a miniscule number in the face of 400,000 n. However, in terms of individual strength, the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army undoubtedly held an overwhelming advantage against them.
“Your Highness.”
“I know.”
Zanac gave a prompt reply to the minister of military affairs.
The minister’s movents were stiff, almost comical at tis, due to his unfamiliarity with the armour he wore. But, Zanac was not a pot to call the kettle black.
He was wearing what used to be Gazef’s armour, one of the treasures of the Kingdom. Zanac knew that it did not suit him at all, he was far from Gazef’s league.
But, Zanac was thankful for this magically-enchanted armour.
These past few days, Zanac had been packing on the pounds due his stress-eating habits. If it wasn’t for the armour’s enchanted nature, he would have had to request a blacksmith to add an inch to the waist area.
“Bring forth my horse!”
A steed was brought forth to Zanac’s large tent by a knight following his order.
It took Zanac quite a bit of effort to get on his favorite horse, which did not look too kindly to Zanac. He did not take any bodyguards along with him as he rode out of the front and towards the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army.
Even if he brought bodyguards along, if the Sorcerer King wanted to kill him, bodyguards would be completely useless. They could not serve as deterrents at all.
That was why riding solo was effectively a demonstration to the onlookers of his courage. If he was killed while riding solo, it would serve to damage the Sorcerer King’s public image.
{The Hero of Re-Estize...has a nice ring to it}
Zanac reached the midpoint between the two armies with no obstacles at all. He activated a magic item to amplify his voice.
“I am the prince of the Kingdom of Re-Estize, Zanac Valleon Igana Ryle Vaiself! I wish to seek an audience with His Majesty the Sorcerer King!”
Zanac did not plan to fight a battle of wits against the Sorcerer King. Things had already co to a point where that was completely aningless.
He just wanted to find out what kind of a thought process would have led the Sorcerer King to do what he had done.
----
Ainz surveyed the front his army had ford from a three-sided tarpaulin tent. Due to the fact that the Sorcerous Kingdom’s army was comprised of undead beings that did not require food resupplies, the front they had ford was much smaller than what a conventional army would have.
From an objective perspective, there was no need to establish a front at all and so had even suggested this to him. However, Ainz believed that front building was a valuable experience to gain too.
Actually, from the several fronts they had ford already, the one in front of him looked to be a lot sturdier than what they had at the start.
At first, these fronts were ford with the aid of Mare’s magic, but due to a specific reason, Mare had been relegated to simply watching the soldiers build the front at Ainz’s side.
Aura was also watching the soldiers on the side, but it appeared that she was only observing her own servants.
No matter if it was front building or tents, magic could always produce an outco of higher quality. However, due to the sa reason as above, Ainz had ordered this tent that was currently being used as their mobile headquarters to be transported to this location through physical ans.
{It might be a good idea to leave all civil engineering tasks in the future to Mare.}
Amongst the populace of the Sorcerous Kingdom, there were many races of demi-humans and heteromorphs that were adept at digging tunnels. It would be a good idea to make them subordinate to Mare. That said, Albedo or soone else might have also had this idea and put it into action already. If soone had done so already, then the relevant docuntation for this should have already been perused by Ainz. There was a need for him to ask Albedo about this in a roundabout way later.
Was she being tacit? Albedo, who should have been working hard to establish the front, had returned with Cocytus.
“Ainz-sama. It appears as though the humans have sent an envoy. How shall we proceed?”
“Not a ssenger to declare the start of the battle? Prepare a reception... Prepare the receptive drinks as well.”
As Albedo began to prepare the table, chairs, and such, a man wearing full-plate armour on horseback entered Ainz’s line of sight.
Ainz recognized the armour worn by that man.
{That’s...I think that’s Gazef Stronoff’s armour. Is this man the Vice-Warrior Captain? He’s quite different from the descriptions I’ve heard.}
The envoy stopped between the two armies and started yelling his introduction.
“I am the prince of the Kingdom of Re-Estize, Zanac Valleon Igana Ryle Vaiself! I wish to seek an audience with His Majesty the Sorcerer King!”
He could hear him clearly even from this distance. He must have used so kind of magic item.
“What should we do, Ainz-sama? If he is not here to declare the start of the battle then it would be a waste of ti to converse with him. Shall we initiate the battle as is?”
“No, Albedo, We. Cannot. Do. That. The. Opponent. Desires. To. Have. A. Battle. Of. Wits. With. Ainz. Sama, If. We. Rejected. Him. Outright. It. Would. Reflect. Negatively. On. The. People’s. Impression. Of. Ainz. Sama’s. Magnanimity.”
“What value do rumours hold?” Albedo sneered, “They are dead n walking, what good are rumours that fall on no ears?”
Ainz was not too keen on fighting a battle of wits or whatever, surely the royalty of this country would not lose out to him in anything other than combat prowess. Still—
“Albedo. Have you forgotten? About the possibility that the rumour could be transmitted through magic?”
“...I’m terribly sorry.”
“Hmm...I will go then. The royalty of our opposition ca alone. If I were not to do the sa, it would not reflect well on us.”
“Are you sure it will be alright? Ainz-sama.”
“I have no idea. Aura, if I were to be brainwashed or mind controlled, you should use your World Class Item to protect .”
Ainz’s usual World Class Item was in Nazarick’s storage, so if Aura used [Depiction of Nature and Society] on him, he would be trapped in it. This way, even if he was brainwashed, they could not kidnap him through teleportation or other similar thods.
“Understood!”
“Umu,” Ainz replied to Aura and left the front on a Soul Eater. It was worth noting that after Ainz had practised horse riding, he looked adequate while doing it. However, because he wasn’t too apt at it, to prevent making a blunder in front of the two armies, Ainz still chose to ride a Soul Eater to be on the safe side.
The other party was waiting for Ainz next to his horse, so Ainz also got off the Soul Eater upon arriving at his destination. No matter how bad this was going to get for him, Ainz steeled himself to do to others what they had done to him.
His opponent was a man on the chubbier side of the spectrum. Makeup caked his face to cover up the dark circles under his eyes.
“Nice to et you, Your Majesty the Sorcerer King. My na is Zanac Valleon Igana Ryle Vaiself.”
“Nice to et you, I am the Sorcerer King Ainz Ooal Gown. I will be in your care then. Now, a standing conversation would be neither here nor there.” Ainz cast a spell twice, producing two black thrones that faced each other. Because it was created with magic, the two thrones were naturally identical.
“Though it is hard and tallic, we should still sit down first. How do you feel about that?”
“I would be glad to, Your Majesty.”
As they both sat down on the thrones, Ainz cast another spell to create a reflective black table between them.
While Ainz had started casting magic the mont they had t, Zanac did not seem to be on guard at all. It appeared as though he did not have any intention to assassinate Ainz.
Afterwards, Ainz took out two cups and an ice-filled container from his inventory.
“How about so water? Alcohol would be inappropriate given our current situation so, what about orange juice instead...?”
“Thank you very much, Your Majesty. Just water would be fine.”
“Now then, we are all set for the talk. What should we discuss then? Perhaps about the justification of our invasion?”
“That would not be necessary, Your Majesty. I am more interested in the reason why you were insistent on carrying out such heinous acts? Why did you refuse our offer to surrender?”
That was a natural question for him to ask. Although to Ainz, his reasons were clear and justified, to them it must have appeared to be senseless slaughter.
“Umu,” Ainz nodded his head. Given how things had turned out, there was no point in hiding his intentions anymore. He began to exposit the Sorcerous Kingdom’s plans to Zanac.
“Because we stood to gain nothing from that. I intend to sacrifice your people as an example to the world of what would happen to them if they stood against the Sorcerous Kingdom. To that end, you will all be eradicated and the Kingdom will be rendered into a mountain of ash. That mountain will continue to serve as a warning after centuries, after millenia, of how foolish of an act it would be to go against the Sorcerous Kingdom.”
“...You do not appear to be jesting.”
“Of course not, I am just stating what is to co.”
“Why?”
“What do you an?”
Ainz could not read between Zanac’s lines and thus replied with a question.
“Your Majesty the Sorcerer King is in possession of imnse amounts of power. Even if you did not do what you said you would, the people of the world would still co to know your aweso power.” Zanac wetted his lips, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked, “Why are you this petty?”
“Petty, am I?”
Zanac tensed up at the possibility that he had angered Ainz, but Ainz was not angry at all.
“What is your goal?”
Ainz grumbled to himself, “what is {your} goal?”
In the past, to Ainz— no, to Satoru, to have t the buddies he had in the ga of Yggdrasil was the epito of his entire life. It was such a wonderful mory that all he wished for was to be reunited with his friends again.
When the plug was about to be pulled from the ga, when all of this was ant to be for naught, he was transported to this world instead.
The end turned out not to be the end at all,
But instead, it was a new beginning.
The NPCs created by his friends began to exhibit free will. From their every move he could feel the remnants of his forr companions. No, to be honest, the shock he had experienced at the beginning confused him so much that he was constantly worried about their betrayal. Looking back, that was moronic of him. Nowadays, he just did not question their loyalty at all.
Yet, it did not seem like Ainz was the only one who was transported to this world. He could see the footprints left behind by other players.
Perhaps it was only natural then for him to think that his companions, the people who shared those good tis with him, could have co to this world as well. It was only natural for him to wish for this. Of course, Ainz knew that he was transported here during the final monts of the ga’s operation, which made his friends’ appearance in this world unlikely.
Actually, through the use of multiple spells and intel sources, he could faintly feel the lack of their presence. However, since he did not have concrete proof of that belief, the possibility of it happening still remained.
One might call him an idiot for holding on to such vain hopes, one might also call him a futile loser too.
But to the Ainz of yesteryear, that was all his life had amounted to.
And now that dream was gradually fading away.
Sure his friends were important to him, but now, the NPCs were important to him too.
They were essentially children that had been left behind by his companions.
Ainz, as the only one to have stayed behind, had the duty to protect them at all costs.
Because of this, Ainz was willing to sacrifice his all to ensure no harm ever ca to the NPCs. In order to ensure that Nazarick would never fall to outside forces, he had to prioritize the empowernt of the organization’s every aspect.
Shalltear was dominated by so unknown entity in the past. Though he had succeeded in regaining control over her, if things had turned out any worse back then, important intel on Nazarick could have been made known to outsiders; consequently, it could have led to the destruction of the guild.
He could not allow sothing like that to ever happen again.
“What is my goal, you ask? I seek sothing that is difficult yet also easy to obtain. All I wish for... is a single thing. That is, happiness.”
“Happiness?”
Zanac repeatedly blinked in surprise.
Ainz laughed a little in response. He did not find what he had said to be so outrageous.
“No matter if you’re human or whatever, the pursuit of happiness is the ultimate goal, is it not?”
Ainz threw away his act and began to converse with Zanac as if he was a close friend of his.
“And you would step over others’ happiness to achieve your own?”
“Isn’t that obvious? If the happiness of those I hold dear could be guaranteed, those of others do not matter to at all. If you could secure the happiness of your subjects by inflicting suffering on the citizenry of another country, what would you do? Would you say, abandon their happiness altogether?”
“Those are the extres!” Zanac cald down as the sentence trailed, he lowered his head and said, “That was out of line of . My apologies, Your Majesty.”
Ainz went back to his ruler persona.
“It is fine, there is no need to worry at all.”
“Even with the intellect and power of Your Majesty the Sorcerer King, there are no other possible thods to guarantee happiness?”
“...Perhaps, but, I could only say ‘perhaps’. If you had a guaranteed thod to obtain happiness, what would be the better option? To seek a perhap nonexistent secondary thod or sticking with what has been tried-and-true? ‘The Goddess of Luck is bald at the back of her head’ after all, was that how the saying went?”
(TL’s note: Roman proverb, see Disticha Catonis II, 26. The English equivalent is “Take Ti By the Forelock” but that cuts out the ‘Goddess’ part)
Zanac was absolutely incredulous.
“What a strange Goddess. Sorry, I did not an to belittle the Goddess you believe in. Please do forgive .”
“Haha, I don’t mind at all. That wasn’t sothing I believed in, just a proverb I rembered. Very well then, that is the extent of it all. For the happiness of my subjects, I must sacrifice your people. This is the basis for this war, do you get it?”
“I guess so. I do relate to Your Majesty’s desire. The pursuit of the betternt of one’s own country and a guarantee to one’s own countryn’s happiness, that could be said to be the only responsibility of a ruler. If the destruction of our people guaranteed the people of the Sorcerous Kingdom their happiness, I do understand why you did not accept our surrender. I suppose it couldn’t be helped.”
“Right? You get it. Now then, it’s my turn for a question, but I don’t really have one...”
Ainz looked around while he pondered, “Ah, right. The armour you’re wearing reminded of it, so I’ll ask about that sword. The sword that Gazef Stronoff wielded, who’s currently in possession of it?”
“It is currently under the safekeeping of a man nad Brain Unglaus.”
“Brain Unglaus? Ahh, that man.”
When he dueled Gazef, there was soone by that na between the two n who had witnessed said duel. However, given how long ago that was, he could barely rember his appearance.
Although he planned to turn the capital into ashes, he still planned to recover a few items, one of which being Gazef’s sword.
“That man, has he co here too?”
“No, he has not, Your Majesty. He should still be in the capital.”
“Is that so? Then you wouldn’t have any issue with what kind of magic I use to destroy you all, right?”
The one in charge of sieging the capital was Cocytus so he would have to order him to watch out for the sword later.
“While I have no intention to forfeit in this battle, I would be eternally grateful if Your Majesty was to use magic that would inflict the least amount of suffering on my people.”
“...Hmm. You do have a point. I understand. After all, pleasant conversations like this one are hard to co by. For you especially, I shall try my best to kill you as gently as I could.”
“Thank you very much.”
Zanac had on him a brilliant smile to which Ainz could not help but feel amazed.
This man’s courage was quite sizable. If Ainz was in his shoes, would he have been able to do the sa?
{—I don’t think so. As expected of soone of royal blood. This has been very educational.}
Zanac took the glass cup in front of him and downed the water in a single gulp, as if he was not worried about poisons at all.
“Delicious, Your Majesty. Say, I do hope you could answer one last question of mine — was Your Majesty the one who killed my brother, or was it one of Your Majesty’s subordinates?”
“Your brother?”
Ainz tilted his head and after a short while, rembered the prince of the Kingdom they had already disposed of. He could not recall his na, but did rember that it was super long.
“It was probably one of my subordinates.”
“Is that true...so he was dead after all...I feel like a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders...Your Majesty, thank you for telling . I suppose it is ti for us to bid farewell.”
After saying that, Zanac began walking towards his horse.
Ainz walked towards the Soul Eater after he had tidied up everything, only to find that Zanac was still waiting by his horse.
Ainz questioned in his mind why he had not already gotten onto his horse as he climbed onto the Soul Eater. Only after he had done so, did Zanac mount his horse.
Between a prince and a king, it was easy to tell who held the higher status, so he had probably done so to avoid looking down on Ainz from his high horse. To Ainz, soone who had not studied equestrian etiquette, this was the proper protocol that the aristocracy should strive to follow. Zanac’s standing in his mind rose by a bit.
{Looks like studying the etiquette of the upper-class has beco mandatory...what isn’t at this point? Will the amount of things I have to learn ever decrease...?}
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“Your Highness!”
The noblen all ca out to welco Zanac back, almost every noble that had answered his call was there.
No one halted his exit from the front, yet now it felt like he could not get back in if he tried. That ant that everybody was anticipating for good news, the best of which would be if the Sorcerer King had agreed to handic—
Zanac answered their question with a curt reply.
“I couldn’t do it. His Majesty the Sorcerer King plans to kill us all, that was non-negotiable to him.”
What he found to be surprising was the fact that there were still nobles who turned pale at this news. Were they still hoping that everything would turn out fine even with the current situation?
Zanac got off his horse and left those nobles, who were all biting down on their lower lip and were deep in contemplation, behind to walk towards his own tent.
After he entered the tent, the minister of military affairs welcod him, only for a sarcastic smile to surface on his face.
“That does not look like good news.”
“In other words, just as we had expected, but, well, one thing did surprise a bit.”
“Really? Speaking of which, I have never t with the Sorcerer King, just what kind of an evil monster was he?”
Zanac smiled.
“He was more human than I thought.”
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