“...Seeing how he made a challenge with no chance of winning reminded me of that time. In honor of the Warrior-Captain, I will order the Dark Young to stand down. His body will be returned to you.”
“...No, there’s no need for that. We will bring Gazef back. There’s no need to trouble you.”
Climb exhaled heavily.
Would Brain challenge Ainz to a hopeless battle? he wondered, However, there was no need for that.
“Is that so,” Ainz replied before standing back up.
“The instant death spell I used, ‘True Death’, will invalidate lower-tier resurrection magic. Tell this to the people of the Kingdom. Tell them I will be merciful to those who submit respectfully.”
Ainz lightly floated into the air.
Even as they saw his defenseless back, the two of them knew they could not commit such a shameful act as attacking from behind.
Ainz sat on the tentacle of the Dark Young.
It was truly a terrifying throne.
“Cede E-Rantel and the surrounding areas to me and these lambs will not frolic through the royal capital. Tell the King this, when you see him again.”
The Dark Young turned and left, and the other four Dark Young also began making their way back to the Imperial castrum.
“Climb-kun. I have one request...Could I bring Gazef-dono back?”
“...Very well. Then I will bring Stronoff-sama’s sword home.”
“A lot of people died.”
“Yeah, too many to count.”
“...What just happened?”
“I don’t know. But, if someone like that calls himself a king and claims this territory…”
“In the future, a war will definitely break out. And who knows, the dead may outnumber the corpses here today.”
Walking behind Brain, who was carrying Gazef on his back, Climb’s thoughts turned to the future of the Kingdom, wreathed in clouds.
Brain’s words would definitely come true. What was important was what he could do, and then, what he would do.
And the most important thing was
—I have to protect Renner-sama.
Climb clenched his fist, and steeled himself. At the very least, he had to protect his mistress, no matter the cost.
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