Roaring Heroes Battle the Overlord (Ainz)

Chapter 57: Meeting Again

EeDeChi had once infiltrated the Imperial Palace of the Baharuth Empire and had been invited to the palaces of the Re-Estize Kingdom. She considered herself familiar with the most luxurious aspects of noble life in this world. 

Yet, upon arriving at the Great Tomb of Nazarick, she had to admit that even the combined grandeur of the Empire's palace and the Kingdom's royal palace paled in comparison to the splendor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

The Great Tomb of Nazarick, with its unknown number of levels, descended layer by layer. The diverse architectural decorations became increasingly magnificent. Everywhere she looked, she saw resplendent gold and brilliance. The towering dome almost made it unimaginable that this was an underground structure.

Finally, they arrived at a magnificent hall, where they sat on silver fox fur chairs arranged for guests.

In front of them, seated on a luxurious throne, was a powerful undead skeleton emitting a strong aura of dignity and solemnity.

He was Ainz Ooal Gown, the demon lord whom EeDeChi had sworn to confront with determination.

Surrounded by the undead, a diverse group of subordinates of various races stood scattered on either side. A team of exquisitely beautiful maids encircled them, their appearances strikingly different.

With a quick glance, EeDeChi recognized many faces she had encountered before at Peyton Manor—the insect maid, iron fist maid, and the gothic lolita in black dress were all present.

They formed a formation around Ainz, like wings spread wide, totaling over a dozen individuals. Each was either a pinnacle powerhouse level 100 or a formidable figure above level 50.

Their gazes, proud and imposing, were firmly fixed on EeDeChi and Barrett, resembling the intensified glare of the midday sun through a magnifying glass.

Barrett lowered his head, avoiding the intense scrutiny of these dozen people, his forehead and back sweating coldly. He struggled to calm himself, preventing his legs from trembling.

Meanwhile, EeDeChi appeared completely indifferent, locking eyes with Ainz without a hint of fear.

No one spoke a word; not even the sound of breathing could be heard. The scene was as silent as a graveyard, tense and oppressive.

EeDeChi stared at Ainz, feeling like she had seen this transcendent undead somewhere before.

She thought for a moment, then slapped her thigh in realization, "Ah, I remember now! I saw you at the Imperial Palace of Baharuth before! You were carrying a little notebook, seemed like you were recording the Emperor's words and actions."

"Oh? No, no, no, no, no, I was just monitoring Emperor Jircniv's loyalty to the Sorcerer Kingdom. I suspected he wasn't sincere, so I went to observe," Ainz quickly refuted EeDeChi's words.

During that time, because he had nothing else to do, he often sneaked into the Baharuth Empire's palace to peek—no, observe and study Emperor Jircniv's speech and behavior, trying to imitate and practice to enhance his demeanor as a superior.

This was something he did secretly without his subordinates knowing, a part of his own dark history. He hadn't expected EeDeChi to reveal it as soon as they met. He originally intended to show his authority to her, but now he finds himself losing the upper hand instead.

"I remember you didn't say that at the time, you said..." EeDeChi believed in her memory, not letting go of the matter.

Albedo stood at Ainz's right side, clearly displeased with EeDeChi's unrestrained demeanor. As her loyalty to her master flared, she snapped, "Impudence! Do you dare to speculate on the unmatched wisdom of Lord Ainz? Before the supreme and paramount Lord, shouldn't you kneel and pay your respects?"