Moving along the corridors of the deserted Chaldea, Ainz couldn't think of anything except the possible consequences of the use of summoning in the near future.

'I wouldn't be considered a slaveholder for using it?' However the thoughts of the non-living were connected in this case with internal reflections on the nature of contracts and summoning of the Servants. 'Do they voluntarily go for it?'

Thoughts about his past world stirred up in his mind however. Yes, formally the workers of his past world also arranged for their work 'voluntarily', no one bought them into slavery and did not force them to go work in mines, in hazardous industries or in waste. However could it be considered an absolutely voluntary desire to go to work for a black company if you were no longer offered any other vacancies? And they didn't just not offer anything, the very possibility of choice wasn't there, the whole arcologies were crushed by titanic megacorporations, which brutally held a monopoly on providing people with jobs. Either you work for them or you don't work at all and if you don't work at all then you are left without money for living. So ultimately you still work for them, taking the work that the company would offer you. Was Ainz in the same sense similar to these 'mega-companies' which only offer the choice of 'work for us or die'?

Reflections about this caused the pain in the non-existent abdomen of Ainz... Although, no, given that at the moment he was in the body of the homunculus, for this time it was quite existing.

And yet on the other hand, Ainz's desire to collect the fullest possible collection was always part of his personality. From the time when he remained a mere hard worker and the whole collection seemed be just a collection of virtual data. Now when his possible collection has acquired a natural, real form and even more, not just a form but the bodies and personalities of real legendary heroes with whom Ainz could meet in person, communicate, learn from them so many secrets and riddles, answers to various questions, maybe even learn something from people so legendary that they could surpass the level of the humanity itself? Perhaps he could even strengthen his own abilities, at least Ainz hoped that he could do so without resorting to some radical methods...

Unfortunately the dialogue that Ainz conducted with himself did not end by the time he saw the shield of Mashu in front of him, currently lying in the center of the Servant's summoning circle and therefore, when Romani turned out to him, quite joyful of the current situation, wanting to give the go-ahead for the summoning ritual, instead of the finished ritual he saw only a man in thought.

"Ainz?" Cautiously, he turned to the man frozen in thought. "Is everything all right?"

Ainz only glanced at the doctor, after which he returned to the contemplation of the ritual.

"Not at all." He replied after a few seconds of silence. "I'm a little worried that the summoning of the heroes is, in fact, a slavery contract... Will they not be against this?"

"Are you worried about their reaction?" Roman however incorrectly interpreted Ainz thoughts. "But you can always defend yourself with the help of the Command Spells. You kept your spells for Mashu?"

Command Spells?

Ainz did not immediately understand what Romani was talking about, before the information put into his head at the moment of summoning stirred up as a wave of understanding.

Command Spells or Command Seals or Absolute Orders.

The spells, demonstrating the absolute power of the Master over the Servant, orders that can rewrite reality itself in order to subdue the Servant's will or turn the loss into victory by giving an order like 'Win this battle' or 'Recover your mana'. At least they were described in this exact way. In reality the use of such spells was fraught with a whole galaxy of various restrictions.

Although formally, such orders could achieve anything and everything their use in the first and most important place was associated with the Servant himself. In other words Orders without a Servant were useless and if the Order was not related to the Servant himself then the Command Spells were simply radiant tattoos on a Masters arm. Also, the Command Spells were rather limited in how much effect they had. Although the order which was held only by the personal issues of the Servant did not require much, for example to force the Servant to fight another Servant whom he did not want to kill - it was impossible to order the Servant destroy the Earth. At least if he did not have abilities of this caliber, which he simply did not use according to personal preferences. More powerful effects also required more magic in the form of several Command Spells at once, such as temporarily raising the rank of Phantasm. And even in the only simple case of the subjugating the mind of the Servant to give an order contrary to the personality of the summoned, the aforementioned summoned one could resist it. Few could really overcame it and in this case several Spells could still force the Servant to obey the given order. The very fact that someone could resist the Absolute Orders was somewhat... frustrating for Ainz. In addition, even psychological changes like attempting to completely change the personality of the Servant could be excessive for the Spells, using one or even two spells could give too weak of a result, even if the hero's mind was affected. In addition there were only three such Spells for each Servant along with each Master.

In other words Ainz who always saw the benefit of using any, even the smallest resource, simply forgot about the existence of the Command Spells as a factor after defining them as an extremely narrow version of 'Wish Upon A Star' which was applicable to only one person.

But still, having checked just in case Ainz was able to find three Command Spells tied to him and to Mashu so he could quite logically assume that after making a new contract with the Servant he would also receive three Spells for it, so in response to Doctor Roman's question he nodded.

"Then I don't see any problems in the summoning of Servants." Roman nodded to him. "Even if they will be against us as a last resort you will be able to use the Command Spells."

'Forcing a person to work with a tranquilizer... That's what I really wouldn't want to achieve!' Ainz's brain could only exclaim at Romani's arguments but looking at the circle Ainz sighed. This time with his very real, though not quite human lungs. Judging by the ease with which those around him treated the summoning of Servants it seems that there was really nothing extraordinary in this. Considering his pre-existing desire to collect his new collection... Ainz sighed and extended his hand to open the inventory.

As expected, a small black gap in the fabric of reality formed next to his hand, to which the pupils of Dr. Roman, who was standing nearby, widened.

"This is..." He began vaguely, having observed how in the hand of Ainz emerging from the gap. Where the whole hand of white-transparent crystals rested. "Is this... A pocket dimension?"

"Yes." Thinking about the answer, Ainz turned away from the inventory, which immediately disappeared, after which he squeezed a hand of data-crystals, "Now what?"

"What?" Romani distracted from the observing of the pocket dimension exclaimed. "Ah yes, the ritual..."

"How many similar magical sources do you have?" Looking at Ainz Roman thought loudly. "These are rather weak, it may take a few of these..."

"Data-crystals?" Ainz looked at Romani to which he responded with his nod.

"Data-crystals..." Roman thought and nodded in agreement. "Yes, in my opinion these seem quite good. So how many of these do you have?"

Ainz looked thoughtfully at the handful of low-level ones that he had collected after cleaning up the monsters at Singularity. As it turned out the monsters killed by Mashu did leave data-crystals behind. But only sometimes and are extremely weak. Moreover without attributes, so under normal conditions in Yggdrasil they would be considered useless. However Ainz was a true DMMORPG player, he collected all the crystals dropped by killed enemies after which, taking advantage of how slowly Singularity collapsed, he rushed with the dignity of a real professional to an obstacle that arose before every true connoisseur of Yggdrasil. Mindless grinding.

With the methodicity of the machine, Ainz destroyed all the monsters of the Singularity, not only skeletons but strange creatures resembling enormous hands or even more strange creatures like flying doors. However after Yggdrasil Ainz was not particularly surprised at the design of his opponents.

Also just in case Ainz examined the bodies of the defeated Servants, with a satisfactory result, as with the body of the defeated Professor Lev and a huge guy he ran into who was spending his time in the burning Fuyuki ruins somewhere aside from the main action, from whom he also managed to collect his drop. So at the moment he had enough of the necessary ingredients.

"A little less than a hundred small crystals, five medium, and two rather large ones." Ainz answered. "Will this be enough?"

"Yes, more than enough." Romani happily glanced at Ainz and smiled. "If you are talking about these small ones then I suppose it will take about... Twenty? No, twenty-one."

'What accuracy in calculations.' Ainz was surprised at this, but he trusted the calculations were made by someone clearly much more knowledgeable in the magic rituals of this world. He then laid out the data-crystals, which in this case were not catalysts but a simple source of energy and took a step back.

"It seems that this is enough." The man next to Ainz looked at the picture that had opened in front of him and then ran his hand over his face. "I suppose in that case... Test launch?"

"Launch." Ainz nodded in confirmation after which he peered into the circle of summoning, in the center of which rested the shield of Mashu, not noticing the giant machinery that worked nearby to ensure the ritual.

Small data-crystals lit up instantly, after which as if reaching for the incandescent point in a second they went out sharply, illuminating the circle of summoning with bright blue light. Ainz under normal conditions would not even notice such a thing, but being in a Da Vinci puppet, he closed his eyes at the moment when a bright light went up and when he could blink and open them again, the answer to him was a familiar voice.

"Well then, this time summoned as a Caster..." The speaker's voice was slightly disappointed, but still rather benevolent. "So you are my Master?"

When Ainz's gaze nevertheless was able to focus on the one who was in front of him. Then the one who appeared before him turned out to be nothing but a blue-haired boy in a fur coat already familiar to Ainz.

"Caster" - Ainz smiled at the man.

"Ah, boy." Caster's smile became patronizing at the moment when Caster's gaze touched his summoner. "So you are my Master?"

"Yes." Ainz's voice was calm. "But as I see you don't recognize me."

"Don't recognize?" Looking at Ainz again Caster frowned as if thinking about something. "Sorry, but I can not remember anyone with your appearance. About sensations though..."

Thinking about something Caster suddenly took a step back, leaving the circle of summoning and then glanced at Ainz. Surprised, uncomprehending, but most of all wary. "Who are you?"

"Ainz Ooal Gown." Sighing Ainz glanced at Caster again. "And the story about me can wait for ome other time. At least the fact that I called you here and now won't change from this."

Caster's gaze did not soften, but however, he could not deny the absolute truthfulness of Ainz's words. So with a sigh Caster reluctantly put his hand forward.

"Contract." He said, as if forcefully.

"Contract." Ainz replied back, after which feeling how the connection was being formed, he carefully picked it up. It is unlikely that Caster should be limited to Ainz supply of power to the same extent as Mashu, but even in this case the man preferred to protect himself. Leaving about half of the available power of Caster was enough though.

"Oh!" Caster was genuinely surprised, after which he snapped his fingers several times for testing."Such power... And this power...I do recognize you!"

As if realizing something Caster pointed a finger at Ainz. "Last time you looked different and even felt a little different, but this familiar power... In Fuyuki!"

"Yes that is right." Ainz answered. "Back then in Fuyuki."

"But how... Who are you?!" at this moment Caster's voice was genuinely surprised.

"My name is Ainz Ooal Gown, as I said already." As if talking to a foolish child the man repeated his thought then nodded in the direction of Dr. Roman standing next to him. "And any other questions can wait for a while... As I said already."

'So there is one.' Ainz smiled to himself internally, feeling the pleasant feeling from starting a new collection spreading inside him. 'What will happen next?'.

"Fine!" However the reaction of Dr. Roman was extremely satisfied, regardless of Ainz's thoughts. "So the system finally works! In that case I suppose now we should prepare more..."

"Prepare?" However Ainz was awared by such wording. "But what about the call of the other Servants?"

"But we decided to hold only the test summon?" Romani's look became interested. "Didn't you yourself say about this? It seems to me that before carrying out the next ritual it is worth collecting more information and debugging the work of the machine..."

Formally yes, Ainz certainly was the one who offered to carry out a test ritual. But now, finally, when he felt the joy of starting a new collection, his collectors desire rising from the depths of his soul can no longer be extinguished.

"Of course, it is necessary to conduct a test check." Ainz's mind worked to fullest at that moment. "But why stop at one summon? Even if this ritual turned out to be successful it can be a simple coincidence, right? Perhaps, it is worthwhile, in this case, to try to conduct a series of tests in order to finally confirm the performance of the System? Perhaps the error will lie in the sequential work of the rituals?"

"Hmm." The words of Ainz were not without logic, Romani could recognize this. However he didn't like something in Ainz proposal. And yet at the same time Ainz was the main ally of Chaldea in the current situation and the only available Master. Which meant that the Servants depended on him, the only one whom Chaldea could call. Sighing Romani was forced to admit his impotence in this case. "Well, okay, call as much as you want..."

However he did not have time to finish this phrase as the next portion of small crystals took its place - and again the same operation as before and again the glow of the crystals and again a bright flash of light...

"Second Servant in a row!" Roman nodded with satisfaction at the moment when the glow of the crystals dissipated, revealing a familiar figure to Ainz.

"The servant Rider, Medusa." The voice of the girl in the already familiar clothes, as if created by Peroroncino himself, was quiet but distinct. "If you require a sacrifice do feel free to treat me as you wish."

Ainz smiled, feeling the excitement slowly starting to awaken in his soul.

"Contract?" Without any preludes he turned to the girl.

"Contract." She agreed without hesitation and only when she felt the power that flowed into her she immediately turned her attention both to her strange Master and to the people who were nearby. "Another Servant?"

"Explanations will have to wait." Ainz waved aside, feeling the insatiable beast of collecting wake up in him. "Next call!"

The Rider took a step from the pedestal but she did not even make three steps before a flash of magic arose behind her.

"The third successful call in a row!" Across from her a man clapped his hands in satisfaction. "It seems we really managed to make the system work!"

"Servant Archer." The mans voice resounded through the room. "I answer to your summon."

"Excellent, Caster, Rider and Archer in one go!" Roman clapped his hands. He didn't have time to say anything other than that since he was distracted by the next flash of light. "What, another one?!"

However despite the fear the fourth call was not marked by the Servant. The flashed and instantly extinguished crystals this time did not allow an obscure figure to appear in the glow of light so the crystals were wasted. However in this case Ainz did not seem upset at all. On the contrary, he seemed to be even happier after an unsuccessful call attempt.

"Here the first unsuccessful roll." He happily proclaimed, after which smearing his gaze on three Servants standing next to him, with whom he signed a contract, he found Roman himself with a look. "Well then, what can you say about these crystals?"

The new crystals which appeared from the space pocket, the so-called data-crystals, made Romani frown. These were much more impressive than small fragments of before.

"Hmm, strange." However, Romani's thought was cut off by Ainz, who looked at the circle of the ritual of summonings. "Can this system call for equipment?"

"Equipment?" Roman blinked then looked at the circle, where at the moment there was no Servant. However there was something else.

The strange blade of the cruciform shape lay in the middle of the place where the Servant should be summoned, as if summoned instead of the Servant themselves. Although of course the system itself was not designed to summon anything other than Servants.

"This is... The Black Key." A man who did not immediately recognize in the end did understood what it was.

What lay in the very center of the call really was nothing but a Black Key, a tool of church exorcists. However one thing still worried Roman. The FATE system was designed for the call of Servants... And certainly not the call of items!

In Roman's mind the thought passed through that the Black Key that was invoked was somehow the Servant who had merged with the weapon, but Ainz's voice that sounded nearby dissuaded him from doing so.

"Weapon, without any signs of a Servant." Ainz then looked at the Black Key with interest. "Although the weapon is also part of the collection..."

Roman sincerely wanted to investigate the strange Black Key that appeared in the place of summoning. However noticing how Ainz looked at it with genuine interest, he was forced to retreat.

"Hmm, well." Having lifted the blade from its place, Ainz twirled it in his hands for trial, after which, having come to some definite conclusion, he plunged it into his own spatial pocket. "Next one!"

Instead of small fragments, this time in the hands of Ainz there were three much more decent crystals, which also took their place. These crystals, obtained from the bodies of slain Servants - well, not quite Servants, but rather their 'monstrous forms' - were much more powerful. But they also practically did not have any pronounced attributes, so that with their help in theory anyone could be called upon as a Servant.

'Am I seeing things or is Ainz seems somehow unusually joyful regarding the summoning of the Servants?' After observing how quickly the next ritual of Ainz was settling in, Roman could do nothing but think to himself. No, of course it was an honor for any mage to summon even one Servant, so the enthusiasm was completely understandable, especially considering that Ainz who played the Master role was clearly not limited to mana to maintain the Servants summoned. But there was something strange about Ainz behavior. Something that did not quite fit the picture of simple joy from being able to call the Servants. More specifically, to Roman, it seemed inside Ainz were not joy at invoking the greatest heroes of humanity as much as joy to the very fact of the appearance of the Servants.

As if he did not try to perform the sacrament, which opens the way for him to the greatest and strongest representatives of the whole story, but... Well to be honest it looked more like Ainz was just a child running around the candyshop. Moving from the shop window to the shop window, looking at bright and colorful wrappers, before demanding that their parents buy everything at once.
A new flash of light and once again, a new Servant. It suddenly began to appear, as if the FATE System itself was not completely sure whether it should indulge into Ainz's wishes, when with mania's persistence he began to call upon the Servants, or hit his fingers.

"Assassin-class Servant." A black figure rolled up in a hoodie appeared at the call site and spoke in a deep, confident voice that didn't fit with his white bone mask that hid his face and the tattered shroud that hid the body. "I heard your call from the shadows."

'I too seem to have already seen you.' Looking at the Assassin that appeared, Ainz nodded to himself, after which thinking about something turned his eyes to the Servants who had been called up earlier who did not yet fully determined what was happening the moment and how they should react to this. 'If you think about it, I only called servants whom I have already seen. Only two of the non-summoned remained...'

'I just had two large crystals left for two separate rolls.' Ainz nodded to himself and then glanced at the Assassin that appeared, as if he had just remembered he existed. "Ah yes, the contract."

The next-to-last crystal appeared in his hand. Unlike many others it had very distinct attributes, 'darkness' and 'dragon'. Guessing who would appear next was easy.

This time, the flickering of the circle of appeal was much brighter but the color of this flickering was almost indignant. As if it were saying, 'Enough, take your data crystals and get out!'.
However regardless of how the light of the circle flickered the summoning took place without any special incidents. The figure that appeared was dressed in black armor, which seemed to pass to the bottom as the dress made of the same steel plates.

"I have come as bidden by the summons. You are the one they call..." Taking a step out of the circle of summoning the girl, whose face was partially hidden behind a strange black mask, wanted to say something to Ainz but got a little lost, accidentally finding the Servants standing next to the wall so because of this her last words sounded a little less majestic than the girl intended. "Master?"

"I suppose so." Nodding to her Ainz, feeling the end of the gacha soon, extended hand to her. "Contract?"

After these words, the summoned Saber merely glanced at the Servants standing nearby, after which she nevertheless stretched her own a little uncertainly.

'Excellent, it seems the gacha can be considered completely successful' Ainz's mood due to his suppression of emotions could not be called really joyous, however it steadily kept at the level of 'significantly above average' due both to the fact of a successful call and the very chance to plunge again into Ainz's favorite occupation, collecting. 'However it's somewhat a pity that I can only call upon those Servants whom I saw myself. This however can be quite logical. "Win to recruit" was always a fairly common strategy, especially in games. But in the end, this only means that I will need to see as many Servants as possible in order to advance my collection.'

The last data crystal that Ainz had collected from the body of the murdered Professor Lev was the last one to be brought to light. In terms of power it was approximately equal to the crystal that he managed to get from Saber's body. But it had two very pronounced elements, 'darkness' and 'evil' or in the case of Yggdrasil, 'negative karma'.

'On the other hand, I do not remember that Lancer possessed one of these two parameters...' Ainz thoughtfully placed the last data crystal as a catalyst and the fuel. 'However at the same time it seems to me this is the only Servant from those I have seen that I haven't called for yet... Although yes, there was also this big guy... Maybe he will be more suitable for these conditions?'

Truth be told Ainz had a lot of items that he could use to make summons. His personal storage of data-crystals, not to mention the endless treasures of Ainz Ooal Gown, various powerful artifacts, magical and even quest objects from Yggdrasil. However... Ainz did not want to spend them so carelessly. In the end there was a chance that they simply would not work as a catalyst, it was a different world that had its own laws and it's not certain that this world would accept data-crystals or objects from Yggdrasil. And of course although theoretically some of the Ainz's data-crystals from Yggdrasil could be replaced with the help of monsters from this world this did not mean that he had to spend them right and left, especially considering the fact that the resources of the two worlds could have huge differences.

True, there was one more thing that Ainz took from the Singularity, which he thought he could well try to use as a catalyst or source of magic but Ainz had doubts about it. Perhaps even more than about his own resources.

The last time when the circle of summoning flashed Ainz was already prepared to see either the stoic, almost hewn out of stone, Lancer's face or the animal grin of Berserk, twisted with anger. But instead the bright light did not fade but seemed to change slightly.

"Somethings wrong." Roman instantly determined from the flickering of the circle of summoning. "Something..."

However he did not have time to react. This time the flash of light was much stronger. Because of this, even Ainz, who had already managed to get used to his new body, had to cover his eyes again.

"Everything, everything, everything as you would will it." The voice that spoke was female, very quiet and judging by the tone, very young. "I will offer all of myself to you. This body, this heart, all of it..."

The manifested figure, was not familiar to Ainz. It was not Lancer and of course not a Berserker, and not even someone who was called again. Although theoretically this was impossible. The girl who appeared was head and shoulders below even Ainz's current body, so at best she could rest her head on the chest of an adult man when comparing her height. However given her voice, which was guessed at best for sixteen years, her height was not at all a mystery.

'It seems that something that I was so afraid of happened' Ainz sighed. He had to admit, he thought about it in passing but did not come to the unequivocal conclusion that he needed to do if a similar situation developed. 'I called a child.'

Of course surely stories about existing legendary children who have achieved something legendary in their lives, even at such a young age, have accumulated through history. It would be foolish to assume that the Throne of Heroes, which was both soulless and heartless, would refuse to accept their souls to become Servants. However even so, Ainz's internal moral principles were very unambiguous. Memories of children working in arcology would not have allowed him to send a girl who has not yet grown up to a difficult task. Of course on the other hand if we talk about someone like Aura or Mare, then Ainz did not doubt their ability to execute almost any order that he could give them... Although even he would prefer not to use them. In any case the girl's summon was the only dark spot in this roll.

'Although she is quite cute' Like all children the girl in front of him, even though her face was hidden by a bone mask, strangely similar to the mask of Assassin that appeared earlier, was cute in its special, childish sense. 'Or is it because I'm getting old and now I'm starting to consider all children as cute, like those old women?'

Thinking about this Ainz extended his hand unconsciously.

"Master, no!" She tried to warn her Master with a voice that was far louder than before, but after a second Ainz's hand still touched the girl's hair. "Master!"

"M?" -Ainz's reaction to the the voice led him out of his thoughts, allowing him to look at the girl and then realize his mistake. "Oh, sorry!"

Thinking that this behavior was rather rude, Ainz pulled his hand away from the girl.

"Master... Master..." The mask hid the girl's face in front of him, but even without her face being visible, one tone at a time, it became clear to Ainz that the girl was surprised, not to say shocked. "Master ... Are you alive?!"

"Alive?" For a second Ainz thought that the girl across from him somehow managed to guess that Ainz was an undead. Like Caster before, who still was wary, but it's more likely that she meant something else. Because of which the overlord gently agreed. "Yes, I am."

"You... You... Everything that touches me dies... I am a poisonous flower, blossoming to the destruction of the enemy..." Each subsequent phrase of the girl was more and more difficult for her. Ainz looking at her tried to analyze the situation before him as quickly as possible.

'Poisonous flower? All that touches her dies? So she has a poisonous touch...' In Yggdrasil there were enough enemies of all possible types, including poisonous ones, including those who imposed poison not with magic or attack, but even with a simple aura, which is why ordinary players were not fond of hunting somewhere in the swamps or caves, which incidentally made it possible for Ainz Ooal Gown to be the first to discover the Tomb of Nazarik hidden in the swamp. However for Ainz as a representative of the undead who was completely immune to poisons and diseases of any level - except perhaps a few incredibly strong ones that could be counted on the fingers of one hand in the game, such raids never presented any inconvenience. And vice versa they often became the most beloved since the poisonous enemies rarely possessed other strong special abilities. 'However, her reaction... Is she crying?'.

Without looking at the girl's face it was impossible to find out was she crying or not. But judging by her stumbling tone and the way she was now trying to draw air between her teeth, the mage was able to identify her thoughts.

'But why?' Ainz's thoughts again became confused. 'If you think about it, she is clearly a child... Besides, she said that anyone who touches her dies. If I have immunity to her poison then...'

'Ah, I think I understand!' Ainz came to a definite conclusion, - 'It hurts her!'

'It is unlikely that a child called up would have time to become famous in his life by accomplishing something truly significant, so surely her poison was her only weapon that left a mark on history, she was probably proud of it. As she said, anyone who touched her would die. But now when confronted with me, in her perception probably an ordinary person, she could not kill me with her poison' Having come to the conclusion, Ainz suddenly frowned. 'Hey, it's hurt when someone gets upset because you did not die!'

However, the girl who was not privy to his thoughts took a step toward the guy - and then suddenly hugged him with all her strength, squeezing his puppet body to such an extent that Ainz felt his bone creak.

"Hassan of Serenity." Said the girl, and it took Ainz a second to figure out that that was the Servants name. "I will serve you for eternity, Master!"

'Hey wait, wait, isn't that a bit much?' Ainz wanted to step back from the girl, but suddenly found that she had superhuman strength. As expected from a Servant. Though Ainz would certainly be able to step back from her if he really wanted to.

"Khm." someones cough attracted Ainz's attention. Then turning his gaze from the girl who it seemed didn't think of stepping away from Ainz, he saw five people standing at the wall at once. Earlier, the Servants and Romani, a little embarrassed, managed to avert their eyes from the scene that happened before them. Even Saber and Rider, whose eyes could not be seen behind their blindfolds, managed to do this.

"Of course that's all nice and all that." in the end, Caster was still able to respond first to the steady scene, "But how about getting everyone up to point about why we are here?"

"Khm." Ainz also suddenly became embarrassed. It seems that he gave free rein to his exclusively paternal feelings towards the girl, distracting the newly called Servants. "Yes, of course, now..."
Slowly Ainz tried to remove the girl from himself, after which, having discovered that she obviously did not want to simply step back from her Master, he glanced at the Servants somewhat apologetically. "I apologize... Just give me five minutes."

However judging by how strongly Hassan clung to her Master, it seemed things would go on longer than that.


Mana: *

Mana is a characteristic responsible for the mana's supply of a Servant that he can use. Despite the fact that traditionally this mana reserve corresponds with magi, not all owners of high mana ranks are strong magi, although the opposite effect and magi with a small mana reserve are still very rare. Mana is an indicator of all the energy accumulated by the Servant and it is used to invoke the Noble Phantasms, use many skills like Mana Burst and even on physical enhancement and damage regeneration, which is why Mana is literally the Servants second Endurance.

Rank * - Special rank. While the EX rank means "a number outside of ordinary numbers," * means "something that cannot be determined with an exact number" or, more precisely, "beyond the very concept of numbers". For example, a holder of the rank of EX in Mana may have a huge, in fact, divine amount of mana, however, the holder of the * rank of has, in a sense, infinite mana. Although in this case it does not mean "the ability to use an infinite amount of mana at any given time," but the fact that "no matter how much mana is taken from the Servant, in the end it will still be full." It can be said that the Servant in this case has a reserve of mana equal to or even superior to the divine, however, that it is much more powerful - if he completely exhausts his entire supply of Mana, he will be able to restore it completely in just ten or fifteen minutes. In other words, at almost any point in time, the Servant's mana regeneration surpasses his expenditure. At this rank, even if the Servant did not possess such abilities as Battle Continuation or Independent Manifestation, they become as if they were self-implied. In other words, if it were not for one thing, one could say that this Servant had reached the Root. Unfortunately or not, this is not true, this power is taken not from the Root but from another source.


Before anyone would say anything - the * mark used as a sublimate for a star-symbol since this site did not support this one, and star-symbol are actually legitimate and existing rank, used at least once in a vast universe of FSN, by BB, nonetheless.

About Servants from Nazarick - no entity of Nazarick could be summoned by the gacha of FGO, since:
1) It takes something more than just a regular ritual to summon a Foreigner - and all Yggdrasil entities are regarded as the Foreigners since they exist on the different principles. At least it would take a really, really good fuel - or at least a proper catalyst.
2) All Nazarick entities are already part of the Ainz Noble Phantasm, since Nazarick itself is.

Ainz is not prone to experimentation on humans, but he may resort to it under some specific conditions.

Chaldea have lots and lots of food, especially given that only ~ 20 people eat it, but also Da Vinci can reproduce it in unlimited amount.

Also!

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