Grand Foreigner (Chapters 1- 200)

Chapter 186

Ainz would really like to say that he had sorted out all the problems he's currently facing, other than the Singularities, that is. And, in a sense, he actually did...

In fact, the only thing that could count as an issue was the question of the books he was going to give to Olga-Marie... In which case, he was absolutely stuck.

Neither the books, nor his intention to give them to Olga, had gone anywhere. His original plan was to figure out which books were appropriate as a gift and which weren't – and that had gone down the drain.

That is, Ainz, having met Sita, only realized the fact that he was originally supposed to visit Da Vinci for this very purpose, and not to solve Sita's problems. The fact that he had only remembered that after he returned to his room, grinning like a polished little copper from the fact that he had solved Sita's problem... Only to discover that he had failed to do the thing he was going to do in the first place.

Going back to Da Vinci's study under such circumstances... would be counterproductive.

Considering just how strange it would look for him to visit Da Vinci in short succession, the risk of him running into yet another Servant with one problem or another was too great... The concern would still be there, but he would like some time in between, please!

So after a few minutes of doubt and thinking, Ainz finally came to a conclusion that he was satisfied with – and decided to just give Olga all the books he had stol... I mean, borrowed from the library of the magical association.

Even if there were books in that archive that Olga would not like – most likely, because of the vastness of the archive itself, there would be books there that she would like as well. Of course, to find them Olga might have to wade her way through a dozen books that did not suit her, and Ainz's gift could have been much better if he had sorted out all those books beforehand. But Ainz could not make a gift that perfect, and the prospect of reading so many dry books with words he didn't understand definitely didn't appeal to him.

So in the end, he could only hope that this was enough, and he could make Olga happy with at least the number of books...

A voice on the loudspeaker snapped Ainz out of his musings, informing all listeners – but most of all, of course, himself – that his presence at this moment was needed in the Chaldea command post.

It seems that it is already time.

His brief vacation in Chaldea flew by so quickly that it had passed in a blink of an eye – a week and some change and that was it, a new Singularity awaited him.

Ainz sighed, rising from his bed, then got to his feet.

The sixth Singularity.

To think, how long had it been since he first woke up in the corridors of Chaldea?

A little over two months, no more than two and a half.

Ainz had spent twelve years in YGGDRASIL – a full dozen even...

In other words, the difference in time spent in YGGDRASIL and in this crazy, ever-changing, bright world was... About seventy-fold?

He had spent almost seventy times as much time in YGGDRASIL as in Chaldea. How many stories from his playing times had he accumulated? How many pleasant memories had he retained, and how many artifacts of the past he still kept with him?

Ainz moved to the exit, opening the door easily, before stepping onto the already so painfully familiar route leading to the painfully familiar people who were sending him on a painfully familiar mission.