Grand Foreigner (Chapters 1- 200)

Chapter 150

As they walked along the city streets following the supposed 'guide', the two, Tesla and Angrboda's thoughts, were worlds apart. But, on the whole, they surprisingly agreed on some things.

For example, the fact that they were barely holding in their annoyance and murderous impulses at the sights they see in the city, albeit for very different reasons. Angrboda, for instance, was annoyed by the people surrounding her. Being surrounded on all sides by humans made her feel like countless bugs were crawling all over her body, but had to fight the impulse to squish them like the bugs they are. On the other hand, she really doesn't care about the mechanical contraptions around her, though this Edison guy really loves to put his name on every thing.

Tesla on the other hand, as a person who lived in the 19th Century, the mass of human bodies was nothing unusual. But, seeing every building on both sides of the street, every lamppost on the road, and displayed almost garishly on every tag on clothes not yet sold visible through the windows of boutiques marked with Edison's name almost made him unleash System Keraunos damn all subtlety and the casualties it may cause. The fact that doing so would make Angrboda go on a killing spree, thus making them fail Ainz's objectives, was the only thing keeping his anger at bay.

Tesla knows that Edison has a bloated ego, but how is he not sick of this much vanity!?

Also, both Tesla and Angrboda agreed that their... 'guide' was someone that is not at all suitable for their role. He was very strong, so strong in fact that, for a second, Tesla even felt sick at the thought that Edison had managed to get himself a Servant such as this! Angrboda, however, was just as sickened as Tesla, though again for a wildly different reason. No, she was upset by the fact that the Servant, this wonderful child, that was just in her arms' reach, was forced to reside in this city full of (parasites) people, forced to spend his time in this disgusting place.

Tesla knew which Servant's back he was following behind right now, Angrboda too, although for her, her knowledge of his identity came from a different source than Tesla's. Tesla, as an enlightened man, knew the history of the Servant before him, and nothing as base as hiding his name could hide his radiance. Angrboda on the other hand knew of the Servant's essence, and the both of them were not happy to see this Servant in his current role.

Albeit, again, for different reasons.

Tesla understood that in the event where he had to fight the Servant, it would not be easy, even for him, to secure victory. But, if he also had to fight him along with Edison at the same time, then he would have no choice but to retreat.

Angrboda, her reason for being upset as she watched the figure in front of her, was simply saddened by the fact that her dear wonderful child was forced to be among, she dreads to imagine how her child had suffered, humans!

Angrboda wanted to brush her teeth at the thought that she had uttered that disgusting word, even in her own head... Which just makes it worse, now that she thought about it.

However, the guide, even if he somehow became aware of the thoughts of the two Servants behind him, did not betray his thoughts in any way. With a measured gait, he simply continued to obey the order given to him, that is to escort the two Servants to meet his master. Following orders, as he always did in his life.

Then as they reached the largest and most ornate building of the city named most originally - Edison City - Tesla gritted his teeth when he first heard about the name - the Servant that had guided them stopped before turning around. As the Servant turned, Tesla and Angrboda could see his beautiful, aristocratic, sharp featured pale face, framed by white hair, a polite neutral expression on his face, before he started speaking. "The Eternal President, Thomas Alva Edison, will receive you now."