Grand Foreigner (Chapters 1- 200)

Chapter 104

Returning to his room, Ainz considered the need to set up barricades to prevent visitors from entering his room. Just in case of course.

Hmm... if he moves the bed to the door and then puts the table and bedding upside down, then the door will be almost impossible for a normal person to open. But on the other hand, if the intruder were Servants - and Ainz was talking about the Servants right now - then such a trifle will not become an obstacle for them at all.

Or maybe he should use his spells to create a barricade that not even Asterios could break?

No... some of his more 'excitable' Servants, at least as far as Ainz could have guessed right now, a girl, will break through the wall next to the door if the door would not budge for them. If that were to happen, then Ainz will have to repair the wall. So the plan to barricade the door will have to be scrapped.

Therefore, with his plan to block the door unavailable, Ainz just shook his head and instead of setting up the barricades, simply closed the door and then locked it. With his privacy somewhat guaranteed, he slowly walked to his bed.

Near the bed, Ainz, letting the force of gravity act on him, fell face down into the pillow. In an instant any signs of life ceases.

Someone could say that Ainz was now dead inside, and that person would be right twice-fold. First, inside the body that Da Vinci had created was Ainz, an undead creature that was dead by definition. And secondly, Ainz felt that his mind at the moment was so dead that even his undead body was now more alive than his mind.

And so Ainz didn't want to think. About. Anything. At. All.

Girls, harems, relationships...

Ainz couldn't even bring himself to say any of these taboo things in his own mind.

"If I keep just lying on this bed, will they stop looking for me? Maybe if I just pretend to be dead, I won't have to solve any of these problems... "

Ainz wished he was just a bag of bones right now. A corpse that no one will touch and everyone will avoid. Just a corpse from which no miracles no decisions are expected from, and to which girls will not line up to kiss...

Although, if he suddenly discovers that one of the Servants has a tendency towards necrophilia, it will become another unpleasant surprise for Ainz. And considering how many unexpected discoveries he made about the Servants in the last hour and a half, Ainz was no longer completely sure that such an assumption was that crazy.

Ainz continued laying in his bed motionlessly, slowly feeling his mind sinking into an indescribable sense of emptiness.

Ainz was not asleep. Ainz, unfortunately or fortunately, was deprived of the possibility of sleep due to his undead body. But in a certain sense, what Ainz was doing right now could be called sleeping. It was sleeping in the sense that Ainz's mind was slowly losing any thoughts that might be of concern to him. His mind was remaining empty, allowing him to slowly calm down.

Ainz slowly closed his eyes...

A loud knock on the door a second later made him jump on the spot.

"Ainz!" Da Vinci's voice could not be confused with anyone else's.

Ainz held his breath, hoping that the terrible predator, the shark that took the form of a beautiful girl, smelling not blood, but Ainz himself, would pass by. Alas, Da Vinci's next words made Ainz groan internally. His safe haven was already breached. "I know that you are inside! I saw you walk into the room!"

Ainz silently cursed his luck.

Da Vinci, ha ha... Why her!?

Ainz could barely imagine how complicated things would be if she, too, confesses her love for him. Or, even if not for that, with how curious she is... Just imagine if she starts shaking him for answers to questions that he could not give? Ainz could already imagine the kind of questions she would ask in his head.