“Ainz Ooal Gown, what kind of being, what kind of magic caster are you?!”
He had underestimated him. No, he hadn’t intended to do that at first.
After taking Gazef Stronoff’s words into consideration, he had planned to view him as an enemy of the highest caliber imaginable. However, all he could say now was that he had grossly underestimated the man’s abilities.
His imagination simply hadn’t been enough.
Who on earth could have predicted that Ainz Ooal Gown would possess such awesome might? Who could have known such powers existed in this world?
Seeing the ever-approaching, ever-expanding silhouettes of the monsters, the troops surrounding Marquis Raeven shouted orders.
“This isn’t a battlefield any more, it’s a killing floor! Just run!”
“My lord!” a knight said as he removed his helmet. “The King! What about the King?”
“You idiot! There’s no time for that! My lord! It’s coming right for us!”
As they looked in the direction of the shouts, while the more enterprising had already fled, the crushing of the broken right wing had already begun. Although it seemed as though they were charging toward them in a straight line, they were not aiming for Raeven so much as trampling wherever they wanted. In truth, the other Dark Young were far away from where Raeven was.
“Where’s the king?!”
“He’s there!”
As he looked in the direction of the royal flag that the soldier was pointing out, a Dark Young was already closing in on it.
Raeven wavered. What could he do if he went to help? However, if King Ranpossa III was lost here, the entire country might come apart.
However—
“Leave it to Gazef-dono!”
Raeven had faith in Gazef.
He was a warrior worthy of praise from the King. Although even he would still be unable to defeat those black goat monsters, at the very least, he could bring the king safely out of this hellscape.
“Marquis Raeven! The situation is bad! Please retreat with all haste!”
The voice of the former-orichalcum adventurers, the subordinates he most trusted, interrupted Raeven’s waffling.
“—My lord!”
It was less of a shout than a scream. Raeven bellowed a reply.