Ainz - Boogie Woogie

“Before you do that, please take this.”

Ainz must have thought of something as Gazef smiled—he handed him a small object. It was a weird little carving that didn’t seem terribly special to Gazef, but—“A memento—I gratefully accept. Well, Sir Gown, it’s a shame we must part, but I’m going to go.”

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“Angels, kill him.” The beating of countless wings sounded over his heartless words.

As Gazef was about to make a run for it, prepared to die in the process, he heard a voice right next to him:

“Seems about time I swap in.”

The scenery before Gazef changed. He was no longer on the crimson-dyed plain. He was in the corner of some kind of humble dwelling with perhaps a dirt floor.

His men were scattered around him and villagers were there, looking at him with concern.

“Wh-where am I...?”

“This is a storehouse that Lord Ainz put a magic barrier over.”

“The headman...? I don’t seem to see Sir Gown...”

“No, he was here up until a moment ago, but you appeared right where he was.”

So it was your voice in my head...

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No traces remained of the deadly battle that had just occurred on the plain. The blood dampening the grass was hidden by the setting sun, and the scent of it was dispersed on a capricious wind. There were two figures standing there who had seemed to come out of nowhere.

Captain Nigun of the Slane Theocracy’s Sunlit Scripture turned to look at them, bewildered. One appeared to be a caster; he concealed his face with a strange mask and wore unrefined gauntlets. As if to prove his high status, he was wrapped in an extremely expensive-looking raven-black robe.

The other was completely covered in raven-black full plate armor. It was a magnificent suit, not one a person could find just anywhere. He could guess from looking that it was a first-class magic item.

The newcomers had appeared in the place of Gazef right as Nigun and his men had had him cornered. And now, Gazef and his men were gone. It must have been some kind of teleportation magic, but Nigun couldn’t think what spell it might be. Two unknown individuals using magic he’d never heard of—he couldn’t be too careful in this situation.

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Volume 1, Chapter 4.3-5.1