Narberal couldn’t read either, so there was no other way.
Although his mind was filled with negative thoughts, as the supreme ruler of Nazarick he should avoid any shameful behavior.
After making up his mind, Ainz tore off one sheet of parchment and headed to the counter:
“I want to take this job.”
The receptionist looked puzzled by the parchment shoved before her and smiled awkwardly:
“I am sorry, this job can only be undertaken by mithril ranked adventurers…”
“I know, that’s why I took it.”
Hearing Ainz’s calm and determined manner of speech, the receptionist showed a look of surprise.
“Uh, that…”