Ainz Ooal Gown waited beyond that door. He was a magic caster whose power surpassed even that of Fluder Paradyne. Indeed, there might be nobody to equal him in the past or the future. His magnificent domicile far exceeded the capacity of humans to imagine, and his followers possessed incredible power. He was a being who possessed every advantage that Jircniv could think of.
Why would someone like that be hiding in a place like this? Although Jircniv did not know the answer, he would probably find out soon enough.
At least, he hoped to achieve that much during the discussions that were to follow.
I doubt he’ll be satisfied with a simple apology after that spectacular show of force he put on.
Initially, Jircniv’s plan was to determine Ainz Ooal Gown’s desires and then meet them in order to gain benefits for the Empire. This whole pretence of making an apology was merely an excuse for achieving that aim.
However―
As if I could begin to meet the desires of someone as powerful as this. I couldn’t do it, even if I had more wealth and power than I already do.
Just as a one-carat gem would not gain Jircniv’s attention, Ainz Ooal Gown could not possibly be interested in anything Jircniv could offer.