Ainz shrugged his shoulders in annoyance. Hekkeran, who was watching from opposite Ainz, did not feel particularly irritated by his patronizing tone.
Truthfully speaking, this was the advantage of working as a team. Hekkeran smiled as though he had been praised.
In the midst of all this, the beauty who had been silent up till now finally spoke.
“Ainz-sama. Perhaps we should end playtime here.”
“What?”
“Forgive my rudeness, but I find it hard to believe that you would permit continued freedom to these base knaves, these thieves who dared use the name of the Supreme Beings to deceive you. Perhaps it is time for you to grant them mercy?”
“Hey, Albedo. If you talk to Ainz-sama like that—”
“—No, Aura. That is a good point.”
Ainz shook his head.
“And that is enough. I have gained sufficient experience from this battle.”
“Truly marvelous. As expected of the Overlord who rules me.”
“Hah, is it now. Well, this is certainly cause for celebration. Although I know you’re humoring me, praise from a warrior whose skills far exceed my own is still pleasing to me.”
“I would not dream of deceiving you with false praise. I meant every word of it.”
“Is that so? Then thank you. Cocytus can evaluate me later, and I still need to hear your opinions on future training sessions like this.”
After nodding a few times and looking very satisfied with himself, Ainz turned back to ‘Foresight’.
The air between them had changed, and Hekkeran had a bad feeling about it.
His instincts that had carried him through many life-and-death situations were screaming to him: there is great danger here.
“Then, playing around with swords is over. Now is the time for a different kind of amusement.”
Ainz cast aside the sword and shield he was holding, and they vanished before they hit the ground.
“What?!”