Seeing that the last of the enemy Servants being moped up by the other Servants, Ainz breathes a sigh of relief. Really, what would happen next? A nun that really should read her chastity vows again, using the entire Earth for a really suggestive attack!?
Ignoring the chill that ran through his neck, Ainz took a quick cursory glance at the surviving Servants. Happily, it allowed him to determine that none of his Servants had been killed – or even particularly wounded.
The most significant wounds were that of Cú Chulainn's, who was still leaning on his staff, holding onto the shoulder that had been shot a little earlier. The other wounded Servant was Angrboda - which was especially surprising to Ainz - whose body still had a few small black burned spots on it, quickly healing before his eyes.
What was slightly less expected was that the number of Servants assembled as a kind of 'victory celebration' did not match Ainz's expectations.
Instead of the six Servants that Ainz had expected, there were as many as eleven.
There were two unfamiliar young men, one with white hair and black clothes, apparently a sort of tight-fitting diving suit, and another with black hair and white clothes who hung like dead weight in Angrboda's arms. The two are not in the least embarrassed by this fact – not moving from their place.
Though, looking closer, they're in fact unconscious.
The question of whom these two Servants were, settled in Ainz's mind. But judging by the fact that Angrboda cast a slightly saddened glance at the spot where the figure of the huge girl had been visible until recently, she was saddened by her demise.
Considering the fact that Ainz had actually killed her, he wasn't about to bother Angrboda right now.
There were also another two Servants, Lancers apparently, but Ainz didn't pay any attention to them, especially since none of his Servants even looked at them, so he wouldn't expect anything interesting from them. At the very least, they seem to be more strangers that decided to join Ainz's side at the last second.
It was the tied up girl with her red hair in two long ponytails at the sides of her head, which reminded him strongly of one of the Servants he had killed earlier, that interested him. If looks could kill, and his Death Resistance suddenly decided to take a vacation, the girl, who was staring at him with both hatred and defiance, as if she were waiting for him to torture or kill her, she'd kill.
But from the fact that her hands were tied behind her back, and she was barely holding on to life already with wisps of mana already wafting off of her, she was no longer a danger to anyone around her. So Ainz shifted his gaze.
Then there was the last stranger. The girl was standing next to Tesla, and for some reason have her cape pushed up to her forehead with a defeated look on her face, Tesla looked satisfied for some reason? Ainz hope that he hadn't done anything criminal... Well with him standing with the girl, and her not looking at him with much anger, Ainz doesn't need to worry much, especially with Angrboda around. Why was Tesla staring at one of the lads she had hanging in her arms, though?
And finally, Medb, who right now manages to look both like a hysterical person who has lost her closest relative, Cú Chulainn Alter to be exact, and like the cat who caught the canary. Already, she was hanging around the other Cú Chulainn, at least she was trying to look at his wound and help in one way only she knows?
Cú Chulainn, however, continued to try his best to stay away from the girl, sleeping away her hands and carefully continuing to maneuver so that at any given moment someone would protect him from Medb just jumping on him.
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Grand Foreigner (Chapters 1- 200)
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