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Draconic Kingdom, War Council Room
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After arriving at the Draconic Kingdom Ainz and Pandora's Actor were led to the War room, where the queen, Draudillon, was currently sitting on a wooden chair.
There was a huge square table in the centre in the room and on it was a carved map of the entirety of the Draconic Kingdom, there were pieces that almost looked like chess pieces carved into different shapes that represented different things.
A spearman shaped piece was Draconic Infantry while the monstrous-looking werewolf piece represented the beastmen.
Each piece was placed carefully on each city symbolising where they were.
Unsurprisingly there was a lack of Infantry pieces on the board and an overwhelming number of Beastmen pieces. Just by looking at the map it was easily told that the beastmen were going to win, even a child could judge this and certainly be correct.
The border towns were already taken by the beastmen while the infantry was falling back to inner cities creating fortifications, looking aside there was a tray, it was filled with infantry pieces, it looked like a game, but unfortunately, the number of pieces in the tray represented how many soldiers died.
Standing on the Queen's side was, of course, her most trusted Advisor and the Commander in Chief of the Army, he had a thick moustache and extremely short hair, he wore a militaristic uniform, his muscles bulged through his uniform.
His right cheek seemed to lack some flesh, that was because of the three claw marks on it. The scars on his face proved his fair share on the battlefield.
His arms were crossed as he stared at the table.
The War room looked old-fashioned and elegant, it was parched with solid dark wood and had a few shelves of books, there was even a balcony near the window. Two guards stood beside the door of the room, other than that only Draudillon, the Advisor, Commander in Chief, Ainz and Pandora's Actor stood in the War room.
Right now Ainz was disguised as Momon and Pandora's Actor disguised as Narberal. They stood on the opposite side of the Draconic Queen.
Greetings were already exchanged and right now the Commander in Chief was explaining,
"-So because of this our forces have been forced to pull back. The beastmen have claimed the city of Hangsium, from this we will put in half of our entire army in to reclaim the city," The Commander said in a deep scratchy voice as he pointed the thin wooden stick on the city.
The Commander continued,
"The beastmen may be savages but they possess suitable intelligence for strategy, their leaders will notice this and send in an offensive force from where their King resides, it is your mission to infiltrate the slightly weakened city and kill the beastman King once and for all, of course, you will be supported by our best mages and warriors and rewarded handsomely for your efforts."
Ainz raised his hand,
"My apologies but you said you will send half of your entire army into reclaiming a city to lessen my strain when I attack the Beastman king, correct?"
"That is correct," The Commander replied.
"There is no need for such actions, I can deal with the beastmen army myself,"
The Commander raised his brow exhaling with, "Oh?" As both Draudillon and the Advisor quickly leaned forward and they shouted,
"Momon-dono! What are you saying? Have you not heard of the efforts of the last adamantite group? They perished at the face of the beastmen horde! I urge you to reconsider!" The Advisor shouted.
"That is correct! Momon-dono, do not make such hasty decisions, allow the Draconic army to aid you." Draudillon shouted as she was half standing on her seat, a nervous drop of sweat came from her forehead.
The Commander calmly looked at Ainz and spoke,
"Are you confident in your chances of success?"
"Yes, I am," Ainz replied.
The Commander seemed to be a very calm and stoic person.
"I'm sorry but I cannot authorize such a mission," The Advisor spoke, "We cannot risk a loss of such an important person, especially if they are from the Sorcerous Kingdom."
It was only the Advisor and Queen who knew about the diabolic blackmail plan the Sorcerous Kingdom laid against them, who knows what would happen if Momon, who served the Sorcerous Kingdom, died in battle for the Draconic Kingdom.
"Granduer-dono, I am gratefully thankful for your considerations but I am confident in my success,"
"What do you mean? How will you pass through the Beastmen horde?"
Ainz looked at Pandora's Actor, who was disguised as Narberal and holding a small leather bag, he then gestured to him to hand over something, Pandora's Actor nodded back and pulled something out of the bag.
He pulled out a rich looking scroll and handed it over to Ainz.
The Draconic authority figures looked at the scroll that was being handed, in curiosity, Draudillon asked,
"Is that?"
"Yes, it is a magical scroll."
Magical scrolls were very expensive and would have to be created by the skin of a strong living animal, magical casters depending on the skill can create scrolls. Because of this everyone looked at Narberal, the supposed skilled magic caster who worked with Momon.
"What magic does it contain?" Draudillon asked.
Ainz took a fake deep breath before replying,
"It contains immobilization magic, as it is named it can immobilize as many monsters as intended, this is the base of my confidence and success,"
"Immobilization magic? As many monsters as you wish? Is that even possible?" The Advisor questioned in a sceptical tone, "If I may ask, where did you find this?"
"I found it in some ruins,"
The Advisor questioned again,
"Do you remember the precise location?"
"My apologies but all I can tell you is that it is an extreme distance away."
In dejection, the Advisor lowered his head.
Besides Draudillon, the Commander spoke,
"Hm, is that so... then allow our finest warriors to accompany you in your journey,"
He surprisingly offered no resistance.
Ainz raised his hand.
"I do not like saying this but I will have to reject that offer as well."
"So you intend to go in alone?" The advisor questioned.
"That is correct - Besides that, there is a question I would like to ask,"
The Commander raised another brow as the Advisor replied,
"What is it?"
"Is there any information regarding the strength of the Beastman King?"
The Advisor took a deep breath and quickly exhaled, with his chest up he replied,
"In actuality, we have never seen the Beastman King engage in battle, but from what we know of the beastmen traditions they pick their leaders based on their strength and partially on their intelligence. So it is assumed that the Beastman King is drastically stronger than an average beastman."
After he finished speaking he continued again,
"...So do you still intend to go alone?"
Ainz looked at the Advisor and replied,
"That is correct,"
The Advisor exhaled,
"Then it can't be helped, we'll have the servants lead you to your room in the meantime for your deployment, please, rest."
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Slane Theocracy, Kami Miyako, Ministry Building
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It has been a day since the spar between Asher and Zesshi, right now Asher and Raymond were walking down the hallways of the Ministry Building.
"Congratulations on your victory Asher-sama," Raymond spoke, on his hand were countless amounts of paper, most likely completed analysis reports about the battle.
After the battle both Asher and the Cardinals ascended to the surface relocating Asher's room from underground to the Ministry building, the Ministry building was just a place where people of high authoritative status excluding nobles would arrive for work.
High authoritative status as mean ranks just below Cardinals, that meant the highest of the highest powers of the Theocracy only knew about Asher. That was why he was allowed to walk around so freely in the Ministry building.
"You flatter me, Cardinal Raymond," Asher replied,
"Flattery well sentenced, it's not often we see our former ace be completely driven floor like that," Raymond replied in a slightly satisfied tone. The corners of his lips were slowly rising.
He continued speaking,
"Say, Asher-sama, as the head of all six scriptures, will you be inclined if I offer you something?"
Asher turned his head over and looked at Raymond and curiously replied,
"What is it?"
Raymond stopped walking and turned his entire body over and spoke,
"With the losses of four members of our Black Scripture, there have been difficulties finding more talented individuals, and after assessing your skills on the field would you like to become the Captain of the Black Scripture? Of course, the current captain won't mind if you take his spot."
"I'm sorry but I will have to politely decline," Asher said as he raised his hand facing his palm towards Raymond.
"Why is that?"
"I do not like the idea of so effortlessly taking over someone else's work, my apologies Cardinal Raymond, I'm sure the Captain will do an exceptional job better than me," Asher said as he then lowered his head.
It would be troublesome if I'd get pulled into unnecessary work
"Is that so? What a shame,"
Both men continued to walk down the narrow hallway.
As they were walking a distance voice could be heard from behind along with loud distinctive footsteps that echoed each step.
"Asher-sama~!" A woman shouts from behind.
Raymond flinched.
Before looking back Asher turns to Raymond, who was sweating bullets after hearing that voice.
"Who is that?"
Without a delay, Raymond responds,
"Walk faster, don't look back,"
With that Raymond's expression turned grim as he began to walk faster, listening to what he said Asher began to match the same pace as Raymond.
Confused as he is Asher moved his head closer to Raymond and whispered,
"What's wrong? Is there something I need to be afraid of?"
Keeping his head down Raymond didn't reply, his forehead was drenched in sweat, Asher heard deep breaths coming from Raymond. Something was off, he could feel it. Although he recognised the voice behind him.
"Asher-sama! Why are you ignoring me!" The voice called out from behind, this time it sounded closer than before, the person behind was slowly catching up.
"W-Well then, there is a meeting I have to attend, I'll leave everything to you Asher-sama, goodbye." Raymond rushingly said as he jogged forward, Asher had the sentiment that if Raymond wasn't holding the huge stack of paper he would be bolting out as fast as he could.
"W-Wait!" Asher reached out with his arm to the speed walking Cardinal but it was too late, he had already cast [Teleportation] and disappeared.
With that Asher allowed himself to hear louder footsteps coming towards him and before he could turn around he felt something on his shoulder, a hand.
"Asher-sama, why are you ignoring me, did that Cardinal tell you something?"
The voice was from Zesshi Zetsumei, the person he just sparred and defeated.
Turning around Asher responds,
"Oh, good afternoon Zesshi,"
After responding he began to think of various reasons why Raymond would be startled at Zesshi's appearance, sure she might ask for another fight if she was crazy but how could that notion scare him to escape like that?
He was confused.
Zesshi was wearing her normal attire except the scythe she always carried around was not with her.
"Raymond told me to keep walking, he looked quite frightened too. Do you know what has happened?" Asher inquisitively asked.
"Tch, that idiot," Zesshi mumbled under her breath.
Being an angel would amplify the common senses of an average human being, especially his sight and hearing so it wasn't difficult to catch what she was saying under her breath, but sensing something wrong Asher decided to change the subject.
"Anyways... about that match... my apologies for going too hard on you," Asher said as he scratched the back of his head.
Zesshi looked at Asher as she replied,
"I don't mind, I was the one who asked for the match after all."
"Oh? What a relief, the-"
"Please impregnate me."
Asher's face froze. What she said caught him off-guard.
Zesshi was looking up at Asher with anticipating eyes and a slight smile, both of her hands were on her chest as she continuously jumped, with her height compared to Asher it looked as if she was a fangirl, especially from the way she was looking up at him.
Huh?
Asher moved his hand towards the front of his face and loudly cleared his throat.
In his mind, he was shaking his head in disbelief.
Nope, no way, I must have imagined it, there is no way she asked something like that. My ears must have deceived me.
With a worrying smile, Asher asked,
"I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you correctly, can you repeat what you just said?"
"Impregnate me," The reply was almost instantaneous, only a few microseconds after the question.
His ears did not deceive him.
Asher's face began to numb and his eyesight narrowed towards the girl who was jumping on her heels in front of him.
Ah... I think I see the problem now... I applaud your wits, Raymond...
Leaving early was the correct choice and probably the smartest.
Asher was speechless, she just said something absurd. Does she have no shame? What could Asher say?
"I-I'm sorry but, I'm going to have to decline your offer..." Asher awkwardly said as he took a few steps back trying to separate the distance between the lust-crazed elf and himself.
"What are you saying? It's not every day I find a strong man, imagine how powerful our offsprings would be..."
What are you saying?!
She took a few steps forward closer to Asher.
Ever since his encounter with Zesshi he had the feeling something was off, her continuous demand for fights, he knew there was a screw loose, it was just, this was something unanticipated.
Asher gulped and prepared himself to escape.
"Z-Zesshi, step back, do you understand the consequences of what you are about to do?"
"If I didn't consider that then I wouldn't be here, now come, follow me," Zesshi said as she reached her hand out.
Hearing that Asherhe ignored her hand and began to walk backwards at a reasonable pace. With that Zesshi followed.
"Why are you walking away? Come with me!" She shouted.
"U-Uhm, I refuse," Asher raised his voice a little louder, a worrying smile etched on his face.
Sensing his escape Zesshi suddenly leapt and caught Asher from the front, causing him to trip over.
Right now the position they were both in looked... questionable... Asher was lying on the floor after being tripped over and she was sitting on top of him.
"If you refuse then we'll do it here and now!" She shouted as she began to unbutton her shirt.
Asher looked at her hands, he heard her words.
Are you an exhibitionist now?!
"Help me! A molester! Help! Help!" Asher shouted from the top of his lungs.
Although he did not plan to get raped he did sense the presence of the Captain of the Black Scripture nearby, perhaps if he saw what was happening first-hand then the Theocracy would know to have a tighter rope on Zesshi, it would lower the chances of something like this ever happening again.
That is why he didn't just use his superior physical strength to push her over.
Because he was lying flat down he could only see the ceiling and on the ceiling were countless amounts of shadow demons with their blades out, bloodlust emitted from them as they prepared to strike, and luckily for Zesshi Asher made a quick hand signal to prevent them from stabbing her from behind.
Zesshi's face was red, lustfully red, she began to rub herself onto Asher as he continued screaming, "Help!" Hearts formed in Zesshi's eyes as drool dripped out of her mouth. She was panting heavily, each breath came out visible smoke.
There is no doubt, she is crazy.
Continuing to rub herself on Asher's crouch, her first layer of clothing was taken already off, meaning only her bra was showing, but before she could begin to remove her other layer there was shouting from behind.
"Restrain her!"
The Captain of the Black Scripture arrived, along with two other Scripture members.
"What are you doing!? Stop trying to pull me off! Argghh!"
"Get a hold of yourself!"
Miraculously the three Scripture members were able to get her off of Asher but were unable to restrain her, it was only natural that they would not be able to restrain her, it was a miracle that they were able to get Zesshi off of Asher in the first place, but in the end, they were successful.
Before Zesshi could get her hands on Asher again he took the opportunity to cast,
"[Greater Teleportation]!"
With that Asher disappeared into thin air.
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After teleporting out of the Ministry Building Asher looked up at the bright sky and thought,
Raymond... just what did you raise...
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Slane Theocracy, Kami Miyako, Meeting Area
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In the same dim lighted room, five Cardinals were talking, they had arrived early like any time to cordially talk about topics, such as the state of the nation or anything related to their jobs as Cardinals or personal life.
Each Cardinal had a stack of paper each in front of them on the rounded wooden table.
The Sorcerous Kingdom was a fearsome country, it controlled armies of inhumanely strong death knights, there were even reports stating that Ainz Ooal Gown possessed even stronger undead.
But there needed to be consideration of whether or not the spies lost their minds during the process of reporting. There's no way the Sorcerer King could command stronger undead.
Is what the other Cardinals thought until Raymond drilled in reality.
After the godsend angel that called itself Asher everything has been going smoothly in terms of inside the Theocracy, but to the point of the Theocracy on the outside, it was hell.
The Sorcerous Kingdom had already vassilised the Empire and had created dependant diplomatic ties with the Dwarven Kingdom who boasted great blacksmithing skills, established both military, economic and political ties with the Elven Kingdom and on there are reports that the Draconic Kingdom visited the Sorcerous Kingdom for aid, it also has his fingers around the Holy Kingdom.
This cannot be ignored, the Sorcerous Kingdom was spreading its influence across the entire continent. The Cardinals needed to act swiftly.
But the pressure was too much for the Cardinals to handle, if the Argland State Council, the Arch Nemesis and Demi-human country of the north suddenly formed a temporary alliance with the pro-demihuman country that is the Sorcerous Kingdom then the Theocracy would surely fight a battle of damnation.
The circumstances were grim, there was too much political pressure on the Theocracy. And it was growing by the day.
But the most terrorizing thing about the Sorcerous Kingdom was not its army, it was the Sorcerer King, Ainz Ooal Gown, its intelligence extended beyond human transcendence and charisma surpassing any actor combined.
The Cardinals would not be so frightened if an incompetent ruler lead the Sorcerous Kingdom, but unfortunately, the ruler was Ainz Ooal Gown, it was the terrifying charismatic intellect overlording all undead ever known.
There was a quote left by one of the six great gods saying this, 'Sheep led by lions are far more frightening than lions lead by sheep,'
In this case, the lion was leading an army of lions. That was Ainz Ooal Gown and its army of undead.
That is what made Ainz Ooal Gown so frightening, it was experienced and competent in leadership, it led an army of lions while being a lion itself.
They would have to deal with Ainz Ooal Gown and the Sorcerous Kingdom immediately. The threat was too great. What's more, there is an envoy from the Sorcerous Kingdom that is set to arrive in two days.
This meeting would be planning for the inevitable war against the Sorcerous Kingdom.
Suddenly Raymond teleported into the room, the chatter between the Cardinals stopped as they saw Raymond bucketed in sweat.
"Is there something wrong Raymond?" Benerince asks in a worried tone.
From his pocket, Raymond took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead as he took a seat.
"Nothing is wrong... it's just, that girl, no, nevermind, that is not important we will begin the meeting immediately."
The Cardinals straightened their backs and looked at Raymond.
"I am confident that you have read the documents regarding the spar, correct?" Raymond asked.
The Cardinals nodded. Seeing this Raymond spoke,
"Then with that, we are confident in the defeat of the Sorcerer King Ainz Ooal Gown, correct?"
The Cardinals once again nodded, after seeing what that angel could do it would be superficial if it couldn't defeat Ainz Ooal Gown.
A middle-aged man from the other side of the room spoke.
"I am certain that we are sure that the Sorcerer King will fall to the hands of Asher-sama but what about its army? Will it not go berserk and attack humans without control of its master?"
It was Dominic who asked such a rational question.
The problem was its army, with losses of a quarter of the Black Scripture along with the entirety of the Holocaust Scripture they would have to be more careful in dealing with the Death Knights and the Sorcerous Kingdom's army, and as Dominic stated there were the chances of the army going berserk and kill any humans near populated towns after sensing that its masters' death.
Raymond stayed quiet for a few moments before responding,
"...That's a sacrifice that must be paid - But casualties will be softened by our Scriptures."
Sacrificing humans was not something the Cardinals were fond of, but for the sake of the nation it must be done, if there was no other alternative then all they could do is lower their heads and accept.
Raymond introduced something,
"The reports have been confirmed, the Sorcerous Kingdom has its eyes on the Draconic Kingdom."
The Cardinals raised a brow.
Although they had a vague reason why the Draconic Kingdom would turn to the Sorcerous Kingdom, after removing the troops of the Theocracy Ainz Ooal Gown must have exploited this by ordering the Empire to remove their legions as well forcing the Draconic Kingdom to turn for them for help.
Knowing this one of the Cardinals questioned,
"What are they doing?"
The answer would be obvious,
"The Sorcerous Kingdom sent the adventurer Momon to deal with the beastmen army, dammit, not only will the undead expand its influence over the Draconic Kingdom it will also have its favour and debt."
Raymond clenched his fist as he looked down at the table.
"So it's your fault?"
"What?"
Raymond looked at the person who said such a thing.
"So it's your fault that the Sorcerous King has its hands on the Draconic Kingdom?" Berenice said in a suggestive tone, "You were the one who ordered our soldiers to leave the Draconic Kingdom."
Of course, Raymond shot back.
"It couldn't be helped, the entire capital would have erupted into chaos if it weren't for my decision."
He continued,
"Simply there was no choice, they played their decisive hand by ordering the Empire's troops to leave, having their arms over the Draconic kingdom was a tactical victory by the Sorcerous Kingdom, but they will lose the war, there is no doubt."
Berenice reluctantly leaned back on her seat.
"Then regarding that, Zesshi Zetsumei is worthy of the artifact [Downfall of Castle and Country], right? If we have her mind control Momon we not only hinder the plans of the Undead king but we will also get the godkin Momon on our side." Dominic suggested.
Raymond's palms begin to sweat, all around him were the Cardinals who were smirking at this brilliant plan.
"D-Dominic, your suggestion is very logical but we cannot do that." Raymond slightly stuttered.
Gazes showered on Raymond as he timidly rubbed his hands together.
"Why not?" Maxmillian asked.
Raymond worriedly smiled as he responded,
"Uhm... that girl... Zesshi... she's not in the state for something... like that... Knowing her she wou-"
Suddenly the door smashed opened causing the Cardinals to jump out of their seats.
Raymond sighed, he knew this was going to happen, with his hand on his face he turns around as he stayed seated and spoke,
"Captain, is it Zesshi?"
The Captain who was sweating intensely caught a breath as he replied.
"Yes... Cardinal Raymond... she tried... to..."
"You don't have to speak further, I have the idea..." Raymond stopped the captain.
The Cardinals confusedly stared at Raymond as he replied in such a calmful way.
Raymond's face was stoic, actually, it looked more expecting of this situation than anyone in this room.
"Furthermore, where is she now? Was Asher-sama able to subdue her?"
The Captain who was able to gather air to speak replied,
"Asher-sama ran away when he had the chance and Zetsumei is rampaging the entire city searching for Asher-sama."
Raymond exhaled and thought,
You made the right decision.
"Then there is nothing to worry about, just make sure you wait at her usual spot when she calms down, I'll lecture her later."
"Yes, Cardinal Raymond."
The Captain then walked out, closing the door.
By now the Cardinals were already sitting down. They looked at Raymond who just effortlessly cooled the Captain controlling the situation.
Raymond cleared his throat before speaking,
"Anyway, as I was saying, Zesshi Zetsmei is not in a state for a mission like that."
"...Is it about what happened now...?" Yvon asked.
"...That is correct..." Raymond said as he put his hand on his face, "Normally I would agree to such a strategic maneuver but knowing that girl she would say, 'I'm not doing any mission until I get my hands on Asher-sama' or something like that. I'm sorry Dominic," Raymond apologized.
"Uhm, it's alright... we shouldn't worry about this..." Dominic said in a failing reassuring tone.
It took a few seconds but Raymond sighed and spoke,
"Ignoring that situation let us continue on with the meeting,"
The Cardinals nodded.
"Then... Dominic, how goes the situation with the Windflower Scripture?"
Dominic took a paper off his part of the desk and glanced at it before responding,
"Well, it seems that they have successfully gathered outside the domain of the Sorcerous Kingdom awaiting orders," Dominic put on glasses before bringing the paper closer to his eyes reading, "...Apparently, there have been no reactions from the Sorcerous Kingdom at the gathering."
"No response?"
"That is correct."
Raymond hoped for the supposed Sorcerer King's servant, Blue Insectoid, to attack out of sheer ego. If that happened then the Theocracy would get power over them politically, but it seems that the dubbed 'Blue Insectoid' was not that foolish to authorize such an act.
That was just further proof that the Sorcerer King had a firm grip on its servants.
"Wait, why the entire scripture? Are you planning to attack the village?" Berenice asks in a mildly surprised tone.
"Isn't that obvious? Of course they are there to attack the village." Dominic replied.
"Dominic is right, they are there to attack the village. With the village raided by our forces, it will lure the Undead King out of its hole and we will have the initiative to send Asher-sama out to destroy it once and for all."
"Is there not an envoy of the Sorcerous Kingdom coming in two days? I understand the need for luring it out but why now?"
"Calm down, I never said they would attack now, besides, that envoy will only be sent to mock us, there is no reason why they should send an envoy other than that. If not then the Undead King would have sent it to put further pressure on us."
"Sent to mock us?" Berenice questioned.
"That's right. The undead does not want to negotiate, it is only going to rub salt into our wounds. We'll just listen to what it has to say and have it leave that instant."
"...Is that so..?"
With that the meeting continued for another hour before being called off, Raymond then left to go see Zesshi.
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The Draconic Kingdom, Outskirts of Wazurth, Headquarters of the Beastmen Army
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"-And that is where the Beastman King resides."
The being who spoke was a Hanzo, a Hanzo that Ainz summoned earlier to scout ahead.
There were two more Hanzos besides it, all three of them were prostrating with their heads pointing to the ground, the red cloth on the middle Hanzo showed that it was the leader of that scouting squad.
From what the Commander in Chief implied there were large groups of beastmen in the abandoned city of Wazurth, where the Beastmen army set up their headquarters.
Guessing from where they placed their headquarters it was clear that even the leader wasn't that intelligent compared to an average human, because it was placed near the Draconic occupied cities, someone could walk from a city away and reach the gates of Wazurth if they wanted to get cut down.
In short, it was not a good position to place headquarters at.
But even so, the Beastman King's mind in battle combined with the beastmen's ferocious resolve for blood was deadly. It was experienced in tactical warfare.
Ainz stood behind the cover of trees as he looked forward. A kilometre away from him was the city of Wazurth, the placement was a tactical mistake for the beastmen while also being an advantage, there was the only flatland between Ainz and the city so he could see the fortifications.
Besides Ainz was Pandora's Actor who was disguised as Narberal and invisible Eight Edged Assassins.
"Is that so? Then what about its strength? Have you determined its strength?" Ainz questioned.
The Hanzo replied immediately.
"There is nothing special regarding the Beastman King, it is only a few levels higher than the average beastman, but it does hold something noteworthy."
"Oh? Go on, what is it?"
The Hanzo replied,
"It seems to own a magic item, it is a large sword that emits both fire and ice, but not to worry Ainz-sama, it is not as strong."
"Magical Item...? Hm, thank you very much,"
"I do not deserve such praise,"
"Uhm, then," Ainz said as he focused his attention on the rest of the Hanzos, they all flinched after Ainz's gaze fell onto them. Ainz then continued speaking,
"Turn yourself invisible and follow me."
"Yes, Ainz-sama." They quickly responded as they activated their spells, the scenery behind them became visible as they vanished into nothingness.
With that said Ainz prepared group teleportation, their destination -
Gates of Warzurth.
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Uwah...
Review, please?