She was a human girl with hair that gleamed like platinum. Although the two of them were filled with anger, they could not help but be captivated by that beauty, their eyes drawn to the girl who possessed it.
Suddenly. the beautiful girl shifted her line of sight to look at the two of them. Her eyes were an entrancing crimson. Imina felt as though they were squeezing her heart. Similarly for Roberdyck, he was having trouble breathing with the crushing pressure on his chest.
Even after the girl’s eyes left her, Imina still didn’t feel like she could move freely.
“Shalltear, teach that child the meaning of terror. Teach her the gulf between the sliver of hope for escape that she clings to, and the inescapable reality that awaits all who dare invade the Great Tomb of Nazarick. After that, do not cause her any pain, but slay her with the deepest and sincerest mercy.”
“Understood, Ainz-sama.”
The girl—Shalltear—smiled to Ainz. However, when Imina saw that smile from the side, a chill ran down her spine. Her instinct told her that this was a monster draped in a very beautiful skin.
“Do enjoy the hunt.”
“That was my intention.”
Shalltear bowed deeply to Ainz before setting forth. Every step she took was one closer to ending Arche’s life, but even if Imina knew it in her mind, there was nothing they could do about it. Imina and Roberdyck were both unable to move.
Shalltear walked past them without any sign that she had noticed them, without paying them the slightest bit of attention. Perhaps Foresight could close the distance between themselves and Shalltear immediately if they ran after her, but she seemed so far away.
“What’s this? Still not coming? If you have time to talk, you have time to fight… How unexpectedly honorable of you.”
He was not looking down on her. His sentiment was genuine. In response to it, Imina’s fighting spirit recovered somewhat.
“Wait! A question, please! What happened there, where is the mercy in that?”
“A priest… then, I will tell you. In my Nazarick, a death without further suffering is mercy enough.”
Silence descended upon them. They would no longer speak with words, but weapons.
“Let’s go, Rob!”
“Yes! Ohhhhhhh!”
With an uncharacteristic battlecry, the charging Roberdyck brought his morningstar down on Ainz’s face. It was a strike that considered nothing but the full use of his strength. It was precisely because he thought that Ainz would not evade it that he put all his might into the blow.