“…Seems he is as tough as he looks.”
“Definitely. That arm strength is too powerful, how did he train to reach that level?”
“No weapons other than the two big swords on his back, he must be confident.”
“Why did this have to happen again… now there’s another person who’ll surpass us immediately!”
The conversations were filled with sighs, surprise and fear.
Everyone knew from the beginning Ainz wasn’t a normal adventurer.
The first clue was his flashy equipment. Full body armor wasn’t cheap, only those who kept adventuring and had plenty of experience could afford them. Only those who had advanced to silver medal rank could accumulate such wealth with the remunerations of their missions. But there were still some who inherited or picked it up from the battlefield or dungeons.