The Dark Warrior

continued to rant: "That's what her personality is like, that's why I didn't want to enter a human city. I should understand the character of my subordinates first."

That was one of the reasons he didn't took Albedo along. She was absolutely

convinced humans were low-class creatures. If Ainz brought someone like her

into a city full of people, it could only end in a blood bath if he slipped up; it was nothing to joke about. Another reason was Albedo's inability to disguise herself,

she was unable to hide her horns and wings.

And then there was the main reason, which he couldn't say out loud.

A mere salary man like Ainz didn't have the confidence to run an organization

just by reading the reports of others. That was why he dumped the heavy

responsibility of running Nazarick to the talented Albedo. If a subordinate was

excellent, giving to the said subordinate free reign would be the best decision.

Inept supervisors who butted in needlessly would only cause a tragedy.

And Albedo was bound tightly with the dual locks of 'loyalty' and 'love'. That was

the reason Ainz could leave the Great Tomb of Nazarick in her hands.

Love, huh...

Whenever Ainz saw Albedo or heard her express her love for him, Ainz would be

reminded of how he carelessly edited Albedo's setting. When the server was

about to shut down, Ainz modified Albedo's 'character setting' to be deeply in

love with Momonga——who was Ainz. Back then he didn’t know he would be

transported into this unknown, alternate world, he only intended to pull a little

joke at the very end.

A person like him.

Thinking deeper about it——even if Albedo didn't mind——what would his friend

Tabula Smaragdina think if he knew what Ainz had done?

And how would he feel about this? To have the NPC he created rewritten by a

friend...

He was taking advantage of that, using the fact that Albedo wouldn't betray him.

He hated himself for this.

Ainz shook his head to get rid of his negative thoughts. Al of his strong

emotions became suppressed after he turned into an undead, but he could feel

emotions of this level as if he was stil a human. If his mind really became that of

an undead, he wouldn't have to feel such a sense of guilt anymore.

Distracted by such thoughts, Ainz turned his helmet towards Narberal:

"... Nabel, I won't ask you to stop thinking like that, but you have to suppress it.

This is a human city and we have no idea what kind of powerful people we might

meet, so don't attract unnecessary attention from the enemy with such

thoughts."

Narberal bowed deeply to express her fealty towards Ainz, but he reached out to

her, lifted her face and warned:

"One more thing, I am not sure if humans wil feel threatened... by our kil ing

intent when we want to fight or are in the midst of battle. But it appears that we

do emit such an aura. So don't act recklessly without my permission,

understand?"

"Understood Momon-sa——san."

"Very good... the tavern that was scouted beforehand should be in the vicinity."

Aniz looked around him.

There were several shops open for business, with a handful of visiting

customers. To the side were a few workmen in work aprons carrying goods.

They searched for the tavern in this shop-populated zone by matching the

pattern of the drawing in Ainz's hand with the pattern of the signboard. Since

Ainz and Narberal couldn't read the language of this country they has to resort

to this.

Shortly after, they found the target 'pattern'. Ainz sped up unconsciously and

Narberal followed.

Dusting the dirt off his armored boots, Ainz walked up 2 steps, opened the

double doors with both hands and entered.

Almost all the windows were closed, giving the indoors dim lighting. Those who

were used to the bright light outside wouldn't be able to adjust immediately. But

for Ainz, who had nightvision, this amount of light was more than enough.

The interior was spacious; the first floor was the dining area with a counter. Two

cabinets were placed behind the counter, with a few dozen wine bottles on it.

The door next to the counter probably led into the kitchen.

At the corner of the dining area was a right angled stairway leading to the 2nd

floor. According to the counter lady, the 2nd and 3rd floor were guestrooms. A

handful of patrons were scattered around some of the round dining tables. Most

of them were men and the atmosphere felt hostile.

Everyone was looking at Ainz and they seemed to be taking his measure. The

only one who ignored Ainz was a woman sitting in a corner who was staring at a

bottle on her table.

This scene in the tavern caused Ainz to raise his nonexistent brows under his

helmet.

He had mentally prepared himself for this, but it was stil filthier than he thought.

In YGGDRASIL, there were many dirty and disgusting places and even the

Great Tomb of Nazarick had one of them. Examples would be the hall of the

Lord of Terror or the giant cavern of poison worms.

But this filth was different.

There were scraps of food all over the floor and unknown liquids; weird stains on