Shalltear - Charge

Clad in killer intent, Shalltear approached at a speed that made gale-force winds look slow. As she ran, each footfall caused an explosion of burned soil. Clementine’s charge had been fast, but Shalltear’s was in a different realm altogether.

Ainz was grateful for a body that didn’t need to blink. She was so fast that if he had even once, he would have lost her.

Leaving behind her laughter, Shalltear dashed with the tip of her lance pointed at Ainz. Normally this kind of lance charge
would be performed by a knight employing the speed and weight of his horse, but with Shalltear’s incomparable upper body strength and astounding speed, hers was easily more powerful.

The words deadly strike weren’t serious enough for the fatal blow that pierced the sky as it stretched toward Ainz’s chest.

But even as the lance’s tip approached, Ainz was immobile. He just spoke kindly. “That’s dangerous, you know?” It was a warning full of affection given out of concern for Shalltear. That was one way to intercept her attack.

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Volume 3, Chapter 5.1