Ainz - Gate

Meanwhile, the girl’s back had been cut. There was no time to lose. The spell glided out of his mouth. “Gate.”

Momonga traveled by way of the most reliable teleportation spell in Yggdrasil. It could cover any distance and had a failure rate of 0 percent.

His view changed. Momonga felt a tiny bit of relief that there had not been any magic blocking his teleportation. If there had been, he wouldn’t have been able to save the village, and it might have ended with someone getting the jump on Nazarick.

The scene before him was the one he’d been watching a moment before—the two scared girls. The older one, probably the elder sister, had shoulder-length hair in a braid. Fear had drained the blood from her healthily tanned face. Her eyes brimmed with tears. The younger one had buried her face in the older girl’s back; her whole body was trembling.

Momonga looked coolly at the knight standing before them. He must have been thrown off by Momonga teleporting in; he’d forgotten he’d been swinging his sword and was just staring at him.

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Volume 1, Chapter 3.3