Grand Foreigner (Chapters 1- 200)

Chapter 58

If an ordinary person were asked to describe Da Vinci's workshop, then most likely he would use the words "filled with trash", "chaotic" and "piling up". The word "orderly" would have never come to a person's mind, perhaps as a sarcastic thought.

Numerous tomes and books, priceless manuscripts and semi-decayed drawings, huge encyclopedias and useless books about ten pages thick, artifacts of unknown purpose and broken objects made of gold, iron, bronze, precious gems and useless glass pieces lay on tables, shelves, armchairs and even sometimes on the floor, some piled on huge pile of papers balanced so precariously it would fall when an observer looked at it - all these things filled up Da Vinci's workshop.

An ordinary person might be surprised or perhaps not even believe that the most brilliant scientist and inventor could create such chaos at his workplace, in his own shrine. Only a person of similar stature of mind to that of Da Vinci could determine that despite the seemingly macabre placements of Da Vinci' things that would seem to be scattered in an absolute mess at random - they were, in fact, exactly where they were needed to be.

In other words, instead of placing things in a certain "order", as it might seem sensible to simpler minds, Da Vinci preferred to keep things where they should have been.

Sometimes this system however, as objects balanced "randomly" is ought to do, would fall down - so Da Vinci for the third day could not find her teapot that was now probably swallowed by one of the heaps of her drawings and folios.

The rest of the time, this system worked almost perfectly. In particular, right now.

Da Vinci opened one of the many scattered books on a page only she knew a certain information she needed is, after which, finding the line she needed, she quickly ran a glance through the words and slammed the book shut, then placing it away from herself, then returning to the object occupying her table and attention.

"Ainz Ooal Gown" - the text that is in the title of the drawing sheet, which at the moment was completely covered by notes, which by the volume and randomness of the subject noted it was not possible to understand the meaning of these notes for anyone except Da Vinci.

By nature, Da Vinci was the ideal embodiment of a scientist. Not a wise old man enjoying the well-deserved fruits of his work, but a young, ardent scientist who first encountered the incomprehensible mysteries of this world and decided to reach the truth at all costs and break through the veil of secrecy over this world.

In other words, Da Vinci loved and hated riddles at the same time with equal - and tremendous passion.

And Ainz was one big ball of mystery.

Da Vinci smiled to herself, singing a melody known only to her under her nose, after which she looked at her notes, summing up her long research.

Ainz Ooal Gown. Magi.

The fact that Ainz was a magi was clear, obvious and logical, so Da Vinci did not focus on this word. She looked further.

Magician.

This was a more interesting conclusion.

Several lines and notes led to this point at once - "Supertier Magic", "Unknown Magic System", "Foreigner".

Ainz was a foreigner, this fact was easy to deduce, but confirming it took a lot of time to verify the conjecture.

Strictly speaking, the world that Da Vinci knew of was vast, not to mention the existence of other worlds - the existence of which is laid undeniable by Kischur Zelretch, the Second Magician, who travels through parallel worlds with the ease and frequency with which other people go for a walk.