“I-is that so. In a few years, we won’t need to bring in any fish from Nazarick. And of course, you’ll always be able to get them during an emergency.”
“We are all grateful to Ainz-sama from the bottom of our hearts. It was because he gave us so many fish… Speaking of which, the fish we received had no organs. How did they live? Are they creatures that don’t need food, like some monsters? No, considering they don’t have any bones as well…”
“It’s food made by the Supreme Beings like Ainz-sama.”
What Cocytus brought over was food made with item called “Dagda’s Cauldron”.
“Is that true! He could create enough fish for all of us to eat!”
Shasuryu shook his head.
“When Zaryusu and others staying over at the great castle came back for a bit, they told stories of a dream-like world. They told of the various worlds in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, like a true realm of a god. Does Ainz-sama possess the power of a god?”
“Of course?”
Mare wondered why this lizardman was asking an obvious question. A surprised expression appeared on his face.
After all, Ainz Ooal Gown was the greatest of the gods and was his creator.
“Is that so. This is all thanks to Ainz-sama. Thank you.”
“Alright. I’ll convey your thanks to him.”
Translators: Skythewood, Rockgollem, Nigel
Editing: Namorax, TaintedDreams, Ferro, NoirX, SifaV6, M
Part 3
Nazarick Time 10:30
“You’re making too much noise. Quiet down.”
Ainz motioned with his left hand, and held that pose.
He took a step back and returned to his original stance.
“You’re making too much noise. Quiet down.”
Once again, he motioned with his left hand and froze mid-pose. He checked the reflection of himself in the mirror and slightly adjusted the position of his left hand.
“...Good? ...Is this the spot? No... Would it be cooler if I extended my hand a bit more to the left?”
He returned to his initial position.
“You’re making too much noise. Quiet down.”
Finally satisfied with the pose, Ainz grabbed the memo pad on the table beside him.
“Since I’ve finished the pose... I should work on the lines while I have extra time.”
He circled the phrase he was practicing earlier and flipped a page. The majority of the sentences written on the page were variations on the phrase “I shall consider it.” The phrases that were too over-the-top and thus unusable were all crossed out.
For Ainz, who used to be an average person, acting like a leader was difficult. Thus, he repeatedly practiced playing that role just in case a situation called for it. Of course, the entire memo pad was filled with phrases Ainz came up with.
Even though an hour had passed since Ainz started practicing, he did not require any rest.
Ainz was the supreme overlord, but in reality, he barely did anything. Unless there were important decisions or emergency situation that required his leadership, there was nothing to do. Albedo took care of all the details and all Ainz had to do was skim through the reports.
Since there was never anything in the reports that required his attention, he really just skimmed through them all. It was not an attitude befitting a ruler, but as long as Albedo was around, and there was no emergency, there would be no problem.
All proper organizations should be like this anyways. It’s not good for someone who stands above others to work on the frontlines.
It was a foolish move for the supreme commander of an army to participate in the fight on the frontlines unless he was there to raise morale. It was because there were incalculable dangers.
I should give up this adventurer business and gather knowledge to deal with emergency situations—
I know I have to train my mind as well, but what should I do? Who’s going to be the teacher...? How can I not ruin the image of Ainz Ooal Gown that everybody believes in…
Everyone inside Nazarick respected Ainz as the supreme overlord and kneeled before him. That was right. Ainz received respect from his subordinates which his former comrades created, who were, in some ways, their children. Just like how a father could not betray his son’s admiration, he could not betray them as well. That was why he practiced acting, in the hope that he could at least appear to play the part.
Ainz was fully aware that it was embarrassing. Otherwise, why would he lock the door and forbid the maids and the Eight Edge Assassins that guarded him from entering? Sometimes, he would even plant his face in the pillow and scream “Arrrgghhh—-!” when he could not stand it anymore.
“Something fitting the supreme overlord of Nazarick... A figure that’s respected...”
Ainz flipped the page while feeling like he was coughing up blood. There were plenty more lines he came up with in his spare time, and it felt like the finish line was still somewhere beyond the horizon.
Ainz Ooal Gown was undead and emotions over a certain threshold were suppressed. But —
“I need a break...”
The consciousness of Suzuki Satoru was weary from mental fatigue and screamed out loud. He shouted that he did not want it anymore.
But from Ainz’s tightly clenched jaws came a different sound.
“What are you doing? I need to work harder.”
Ainz flagellated himself for wanting to avoid all this, and his eyes regained their strength. He looked into the mirror.
Suddenly, a digital “pipipipipi” noise rang out.
The source was the bracelet on his left arm. It was a heavenly sound to Ainz. He turned off the sudden beeping and let out a big sigh.
“If time’s up, then it can’t be helped. Yes, time’s up.”
Ainz returned the memo pad to a box. When he closed the lid, he could hear the sound of several locks engaging. If someone tried to forcefully open the box, it would trigger an extensive array of attack spells, all of which would be centered on the box to destroy it. Unless it was someone with a level 90 with a rogue class job or a character over level 80 with full specialization as a rogue, it was near impossible to open it. It was that secure of a box.
Only after sealing the memo pad with such secure item, he put the item in the pocket space. His pocket space also had countless other rare items. However, a high level thief would be able to steal items from it. Just because a rogue could, did not mean said rogue could just immobilize his opponents and rob them dry. The limit would have been one or two items per player. Still, the possibility of being robbed even once or twice made Ainz —who should experience no fear as he was undead— shudder in terror.