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- He suddenly vanished.
- It’s the same tactic as before!
- “Teleportation magic!”
- “Wrong.”
- The voice came from behind her.
- “Imi—!”
- Faster than Roberdyck could scream, Ainz gently set his hand on Imina’s shoulder. She sensed no hostility whatsoever.
- But the effect was absolute. All the strength drained out of her body, and she crumpled. She’d managed to retain a firm grip on her consciousness, but it felt as if her muscles had turned to muck.
- “What in the world did you do to her?” Roberdyck asked in a quaking voice. He didn’t take his eyes off Imina on the floor or Ainz standing next to her.
- “You find it strange? It’s nothing really, though.” Ainz gave away his trick—with a heartbreaking answer. “It was pretty much the same as what I did before. After silently casting Stop Time, I used Touch of Undeath on my way over—the same spell I used on that man on the floor over there—and then I simply touched her from behind.”
- ***
- Volume 7, Chapter 4.1
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