"It was blown away?!"
Despite the overwhelming difference in physique, Ainz's blow caused the crab to stumble backward, causing it to lose its balance.
"What is that? Isn't he a spell caster?"
I couldn't help but ask the living.
"Ainz-sama is a magic caster, you can tell just by looking at him. Are you so incompetent that you can't even see that?"
I resisted the urge to yell, "I'm asking because I don't see it and I don't understand".
The response from the living was brief and even exasperated. In other words, there is no hint of deception. I felt a chill down my spine.
"Is that... normal in the outside world?"
"That's the most unbelievable thing I've ever heard... Yes, it's just nonsense. That can't be true. That person is a supreme being, the king who rules everything in this world. His intelligence, dignity, and strength is unmatched."
"I see. He is an overwhelmingly strong person, even in this world."
The man trying to dominate me... the man showing his strength in front of me makes me feel a little relieved that he is a strong man. It would be depressing if the man who stole my wife was a good-looking weakling.
Naturally, questions would arise if they were to be taken outside, but upon hearing Greyrune's words, the living person sighed, "ahhh".
"Do you lack the ability to recognize words? Or do you lack the ability to understand? I told you didn't I? That person is the pinnacle of the world, and you call him an overwhelmingly powerful person? What light words."
Their expression did not change, but the look of contempt was clear in their eyes. Even putting aside the fact they were one of the living, I could feel the murderous intent, so I shouldn't let my guard down.
He's the kind of guy who remains calm even after being hit by two of his own fireballs. Even if one had gained resistance to fire through defensive magic, this ability was still extraordinary. Perhaps they have the power to destroy us? Otherwise, there is no way he would have left her here.
Is it correct to say you? If we incur their displeasure, it will be troublesome. However, I don't want to give in too quickly. After a brief moment of hesitation, he calls her by the same name as before.
"Compared to you, Ainz..."
A shadow fell over the living man's face, and they turned a chilling gaze towards Greyrune. It was so intense that I felt fear, an emotion I'd never experienced before.
"... How strong are you?"
"That's right. The difference is greater than that between sand and a skeleton."
"...That's obviously a lie."
"..."
"...is that true?"
It would make sense if this living being was extremely weak. However, we just concluded that was not the case. Perhaps because they are a servant, they are being humble and trying to praise their master. Roughly... Why do you have living beings as your servants? You control my wife don't you? What happened to your undead minions?
"...Does that mean the undead aren't under your control?"
"Huh? You really should be careful about how you speak to the Supreme Being."
Their face contorted in displeasure and it would seem that Greyrune made a mistake. I am not so foolish as to not understand who the grandiose term "Supreme Being" refers to.
"That's... Ainz-sama."
"Haa," the living person sighed again.
...Does this living being like sighing?
"Ainz-sama rules over a wide variety of Undead."
"Various... Among them, what is the most common type of undead?"
The living person rolled their eyes. I didn't mean to ask such a strange question, but is he going to say that it's another irrelevant question? The living person frowns and grimaces.
"...What a thing to say. Even I created by the Supreme Beings, cannot even speak the name of the Undead that Ainz-sama controls the most."
"I don't mind if it's rough..."
"Rough talk? You want me to lie about Ainz-sama and say whatever I want?"
It would seem that irritation dominates the living. Greyrune felt it for the first time when his wife was taken away. That undead seemed to be quite fascinated with the living. Assuming that it wasn't some kind of magic or special skill, that alone made Ainz a person to be reckoned with. Greyrune doesn't want to be a subordinate or servant to the living. If he had living people around him, one day he would lose his patience and attack, no matter how hard he tried to restrain him. Or perhaps, if I spent more time with the living, this urge welling up from deep within my heart will fade away.
Still, right now he should be dealing with the living person beside him who was muttering the names of undead. I never thought that a simple question would make someone think so hard that sweat would pour down their forehead.
"I don't think Ainz-sama is so narrow-minded as to punish you for your ignorance. So, please give me the names of the undead that you think are under his control, even if you're wrong."
The living person was silent for a moment, and then, as if the answer came to them, they spoke.
"zombie"
"Oh, a zombie."
The lowest ranking undead. There are certainly a lot of zombies.
"...That's right. Naza... hmmm. Most of the undead in Ainz-sama's base are zombies. AS for the undead Ainz-sama creates, they would be mostly Death Knights."
"D-Death Knight?!"
I've only seen it once quite a while ago. Greyrune is strong, but even as an undead I'm not sure I could win against it in a ground battle. And that...
I think this is a reference to the Death Knight that fluder captured. He was able to beat it by flying in the air and bombing it with magic.
"...created it? Did I say created it?"
Moving his gaze from the living, he couldn't help but stare at Ainz, who was behaving in an inexplicable way by touching the crab while being hit.
"Yes. I'm ignorant, so I don't know the exact number, but there are so many that I don't know how many hundreds there are."
The living person spoke in a tone that sounded far too serious to be fake. That's so stupid... that's so stupid... That can't be. There can't be that many undead like that. Even if we were to concede and say there was one, he might accept it. However, the number is simply impossible. Perhaps the Death Knight that this living person knew was different from the Death Knight that Greyrune knew. That is the most likely answer.
Ah, this living being must be an idiot, but... if there is one in a million chance. No, there's not a one in a billion chance, but maybe a one in a trillion chance that they're telling the truth about everything. No, no, no, no, no! But, first I should double-check just to be sure.
Greyrune should tell the living what the Death Knight he knows looks like, then ask the living what they know about the Death Knight. This guy must be a fool or a big liar. I doubt they have even seen a Death Knight. It's a very possible story or at least that's the only thing I can think of.
"That's it, a Death Knight? A big knight entirely black."
"Noticeable red lines cover it from corner to corner."
"He holds a fearsome-looking sword and a giant shield..."
"You mean Flamberge and Tower Shielded?"
"It lets out a horrible growl, and the face of a white skull peers out from the demon..."
"...A skull? Really? If so, it may be rare. I must report this to Ainz-sama immediately...!"
"Wait!... Wait a second. I said something wrong... His face is rotting away."
Greyrune was trying to add a lie to see if Narberal would notice it. If she never seen a death knight, she wouldn't know if it was a skeletal or zombie like.
This living person definitely knows of the Death Knight and was close enough to observe it in detail. While also being able to escape alive. All of Greyrune's hypotheses were denied and the only possibility that remained was the one that he had been turning a blind eye to. This living person was simply stating the facts.
'Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Isn't that really bad? I'm being asked to become a subordinate to such a person? What will become of me? Or rather, who is this Ainz-sama?'
The undead began to look even more terrifying.
"...Hey"
"HIA"
A strange voice inadvertently escaped and I shifted my gaze. Ainz who had been playing with the crab until now was floating there. Probably using <fly>
"Bring that undead onto the ship. For the time being, it's under my control, so there's no problem if you treat it roughly. But, you never know what might happen, so don't act carelessly... what's wrong?) (ainz)
'Wh-what kind of attitude should I adopt...?' (greyrune)
Now that I know, I don't think I can behave the same way as before. However, I somehow feel uncomfortable bowing down to them, but there is no time to think. Greyrune said in a panic,
"I understand, I-i'll do it, but it's not for you or anything."
Did Ainz just turn an Elder Lich into a Tsundere?
"...ah" (ainz), What is he talking about?
"So, who is it for?" (nabe)
Ainz asked, then shifted his gaze slightly to look at Narberal, but he didn't seem to show any... special behavior. Oh? Is that wrong? Did Narberal say or do something horrible making them understand their position? However, it seems a bit strange to say that after watching the battle being Ainz and the Undead Crab. Which wasn't really a battle, maybe he realized the difference in their abilities. In that case, I wonder if it was because he thought about his own position.
Oh, I see. I see. So now that he's calmed down, the shock he felt when he witnessed the Undead Domination has come back to him. He likely made this statement because he realized that their situation was hopeless, with no way to resist the Undead's control and no realistic way to free the ship. At least, I can't think of anything else.
Understanding this and with no more doubts left, Ainz gave orders to the crab. Following this, the crab desperately clung to the side of the ship, while trying to climb on to the deck. It's the kind of scene you'd see in a third-rate monster horror movie. The only difference was the skeleton crew was trying to lift int onto the ship.
"...By the way, how will we be treated for not being able to kill the crab?"
Ains shifted his gaze at the slightly tense voice.
"Hmm? Ah, there’s no problem with being unable to defeat it. I think I said this earlier, but I just wanted to know the extent of your fighting power."
Hearing this, Greyrune's mood lightened up a little.
"So, give me the answer to the question... what are you planning on having us do?"
For some reason, Greyrune's tone seemed unstable. Well, since he probably wasn't used to honorifics until now, it's probably not something he needs to worry about.
"To be honest, you are far weaker than I assumed, and as things stand, you're not worth much."
"What?"
Greyrune's mod dropped again. It wasn't just discomfort or answer, but something else. Was it anxiety about the future? A strong awareness of the difference in combat ability between us and the enemy? If that was the case, then there was meaning in showing the battle.
"Wait. Wait. Don't be in such a hurry. I'm trying to say that there is nothing I want you to do in terms of combat. That doesn't mean you are completely worthless. I think there the advantage of having a ship on land is enough."
"What do you mean?"
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