The Dark Warrior

Ninya answered as he sliced off the ogres’ ear with practiced movements.

“But… Momon-san is really powerful. I knew you are a warrior confident in your

own ability, but I didn’t know you were that good.”

When they heard Ninya’s words, the 3 who finished healing up said to Ainz:

“Amazing! As a fellow warrior, that was awe-inspiring! How did you train that

kind of arm strength?”

“I thought that you must be rich since you are with Nabel-chan, but what kind of

rare treasure is that sword? I had never seen such a valuable sword.”

“I feel deeply that the words you uttered in the guild were true, you are at the

level of the renowned strongest warrior of the kingdom, impressive.”

Narberal besides him had a proud expression, but Ainz just kept waving his

hands:

“That’s too much credit for me, I was just lucky.”

“Lucky…”

Peter’s group smiled awkwardly.

“... After this battle, I agree deeply with the saying that there is always someone

stronger.”

"Everyone can easily reach my standard someday.”

Ainz’s words made their smile turned more awkward.

Peter’s group worked hard to become strong and didn't waste the bounties they

earned, using it all to strengthen themselves. Because they were comrades like

this, everyone maintained a good relationship. Even when they think back of

their effort so far, they can’t imagine reaching the same level as Ainz. For

Peter’s party, Ainz position was the absolute peak only a handful of people can

reach.

This person traveling with them wil definitely become a renowned hero, a great

man standing at the pinnacle of adventurers.

Everyone believed this strongly.

Part 2

The group made preparations to set up camp, although it was way before

sunset.

Ainz held wooden stakes, which had been handed to him, and struck them into

the area around the camp. Since it needed to accommodate the entire carriage,

the camp had a diameter of twenty meters, a rather large area.

He hammered the stakes into the ground at four different spots and tied thin,

black ropes onto them, forming a square. He then tied a knot on the center of

the ropes, pulled it to the front of the tents and attached a large bell. This was an

early warning net.

While Ainz was planting the stakes, Narberal came up from behind him.

… Narberal should be busy with her own tasks… It would be great if she has

already finished them, but if she was provoked by Lukeluther again, I’l need to

have a word with her...

After making his decision, Ainz turned around to look at her, and saw Narberal

suppressing her seething emotions as she said in a low tone:

“...There’s no need to trouble Momon-san with such chores, right?”

Ainz breathed a sigh of relief after learning the reason for her anger. He looked

at her and said softly:

“Everyone is working hard to make camp, it would be hard to justify if I was the

only one idling around, wouldn’t it?”

“Didn’t you show them your exceptional battle prowess? The job should fit the

person, tasks like these should be left to the weaklings.”

“Don’t say that. listen, we’re making our debut as powerful adventurers, but we

don’t want to leave the image of being arrogant. You have to be careful in the

way you speak and act.”

Narberal nodded in acknowledgement, but she looked dissatisfied. She was

only doing so because these were Ainz’s orders.

Considering her expression, her loyalty was clearly suppressing her

dissatisfaction. On the flip side, Ainz was worried that this would cause them to

make mistakes.

He was enjoying the great outdoors. Because he couldn’t experience this in the

real world or in YGGDRASIL, it was refreshing for him. Although it took a lot of

time, these outdoor activities reminded Ainz of the adventuring for the unknown

back in YGGDRASIL.

If the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick hadn’t been transported to this world, and I

was here by myself, I would probably travel the world.

The body of an undead didn’t required nourishment or air. He would be able to

scale mountains or walk into the deep sea with just his legs. He would enjoy the

unknown sights of this world in such a way.

But the treasures left behind by his comrades were now serving him as his loyal

subjects, so Ainz felt he should take on his role as Overlord of the Great Tomb of

Nazarick to repay their loyalty.

Ainz put these thoughts aside and concentrated on the task at hand. After

hammering the four stakes adequately into the ground and tightening the ropes,

he returned to the tents.

“Thanks for your hard work.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Lukeluther didn’t look at Ainz when he greeted him. It was a bit rude, but

Lukeluther wasn’t idling, he was digging a hole for the stove.

The Magic Chanter——Ninya was walking around the area, chanting a spell. It