Ainz succinctly instructed with a short phrase, then pushed open the large, ice-coated door. Even with its surface covered by a thick layer of ice, the door still opened easily, as if it was welcoming a guest.
The moment the doors opened, a gust of cold wind rushed out. he temperature inside the prison was even lower than that of the Arctic world outside.
With the cold wind hitting her body, Albedo started to shiver. Seeing this, Ainz pulled a crimson cloak out of thin air, the hem of which had the pattern of a burning flame.
“Wear this cloak, Albedo. It might not have any particularly strong magical effect, but it should be more than enough to block the cold.”
“Something so valuable! My extreme gratitude! I will treasure this for the rest of my life.”
Although he never said that he was going to give it to her, seeing Albedo’s smiling face, he didn’t elaborate and merely looked beyond the doorway.
A silent and dark passageway extended all the way into the prison.
“Ah, yes. The remnants of the Sunlight Scripture are also locked in here.”
“Yes. It’s only proper that Neuronist Painkill guards them strictly. So warm... like being embraced in Ainz-sama’s bosom… fufufu.”
“...Is that so. Well that’s great.”
Being in my flesh- and skinless embrace should not be warm. However, Ainz wasn’t so dense that he would say this aloud.
Putting Albedo, who was squirming about fully immersed in the cloak, out of sight, Ainz slowly walked ahead.
“What are you doing. There isn’t much time left… under these special circumstances.”
“Yes, yes!”
Ainz’ passive skill 「Undead Blessing」 allowed him to observe all of the undead concealed inside the place. Feeling that this would be bothersome, Ainz disabled the skill, ignoring the undead moving along the corridor, covered in a layer of blue white ice. If he did not take prior measures to deal with the moving obstacles, perhaps he would slip on the completely frozen corridor.
“...Ainz-sama, shall I call for Neuronist Painkill? She did not show herself to guide the way, letting the Supreme Ruler of Nazarick enter without a guide…”
“No need. Although it isn’t a bad thing, that fellow talks a lot. Currently there are some emergency matters which need to be resolved, so I hope to avoid wasting time as much as possible.”
“Understood. Then after this matter is concluded, I shall tell Neuronist Painkill not to talk so much.”
“No, no, that will not be necessary. I do not find it discomforting.”
“But then…”
Seeing Albedo beside him frown, Ainz allowed a smile to surface on his unmoving face. As the master, he felt it was a good thing that his subordinates would think about what was best for him, but if it wasn’t handled well, it could result in the subordinates not daring to complain in the future.
“It’s nothing. I love all of you, regardless of your strong points or weak points, because you were all created by my past comrades. I would be in the wrong if I felt displeasure when looking upon any settings which were made with dedication.”
Correct. If Shalltear’s betrayal was due to her settings, then it was necessary to forgive her, because she would only be following the intentions of her creator Peroronchino. However, Peroronchino wasn’t the kind of person to plant a bad seed inside the Guild. This confused Ainz, since Peroronchino was the type who enjoyed joking around, but dislike damaging relations between companions.