“I feel deeply that the words you uttered in the guild were true, you are at the level of the renowned strongest warrior of the kingdom, impressive.”
Narberal besides him had a proud expression, but Ainz just kept waving his hands:
“That’s too much credit for me, I was just lucky.”
“Lucky…”
Peter’s group smiled awkwardly.
“… After this battle, I agree deeply with the saying that there is always someone stronger.”
"Everyone can easily reach my standard someday.”
Ainz’s words made their smile turned more awkward.
Peter’s group worked hard to become strong and didn't waste the bounties they earned, using it all to strengthen themselves. Because they were comrades like this, everyone maintained a good relationship. Even when they think back of their effort so far, they can’t imagine reaching the same level as Ainz. For Peter’s party, Ainz position was the absolute peak only a handful of people can reach.
This person traveling with them will definitely become a renowned hero, a great man standing at the pinnacle of adventurers.
Everyone believed this strongly.
Part 2
The group made preparations to set up camp, although it was way before sunset.
Ainz held wooden stakes, which had been handed to him, and struck them into the area around the camp. Since it needed to accommodate the entire carriage, the camp had a diameter of twenty meters, a rather large area.
He hammered the stakes into the ground at four different spots and tied thin, black ropes onto them, forming a square. He then tied a knot on the center of the ropes, pulled it to the front of the tents and attached a large bell. This was an early warning net.
While Ainz was planting the stakes, Narberal came up from behind him.
… Narberal should be busy with her own tasks… It would be great if she has already finished them, but if she was provoked by Lukeluther again, I’ll need to have a word with her…
After making his decision, Ainz turned around to look at her, and saw Narberal suppressing her seething emotions as she said in a low tone:
“…There’s no need to trouble Momon-san with such chores, right?”
Ainz breathed a sigh of relief after learning the reason for her anger. He looked at her and said softly:
“Everyone is working hard to make camp, it would be hard to justify if I was the only one idling around, wouldn’t it?”
“Didn’t you show them your exceptional battle prowess? The job should fit the person, tasks like these should be left to the weaklings.”
“Don’t say that. listen, we’re making our debut as powerful adventurers, but we don’t want to leave the image of being arrogant. You have to be careful in the way you speak and act.”
Narberal nodded in acknowledgement, but she looked dissatisfied. She was only doing so because these were Ainz’s orders.
Considering her expression, her loyalty was clearly suppressing her dissatisfaction. On the flip side, Ainz was worried that this would cause them to make mistakes.
He was enjoying the great outdoors. Because he couldn’t experience this in the real world or in YGGDRASIL, it was refreshing for him. Although it took a lot of time, these outdoor activities reminded Ainz of the adventuring for the unknown back in YGGDRASIL.
If the entire Great Tomb of Nazarick hadn’t been transported to this world, and I was here by myself, I would probably travel the world.
The body of an undead didn’t required nourishment or air. He would be able to scale mountains or walk into the deep sea with just his legs. He would enjoy the unknown sights of this world in such a way.
But the treasures left behind by his comrades were now serving him as his loyal subjects, so Ainz felt he should take on his role as Overlord of the Great Tomb of Nazarick to repay their loyalty.
Ainz put these thoughts aside and concentrated on the task at hand. After hammering the four stakes adequately into the ground and tightening the ropes, he returned to the tents.
“Thanks for your hard work.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Lukeluther didn’t look at Ainz when he greeted him. It was a bit rude, but Lukeluther wasn’t idling, he was digging a hole for the stove.
The Magic Caster — Ninya was walking around the area, chanting a spell. It was the warning spell, ‘Alarm’, which would alert everyone whenever anything approached. It couldn’t cover a large area, but it was enough as a precaution.
This spell, which didn’t exist in YGGDRASIL, caused Ainz to squint his eyes.
He delegated the task of collecting unknown magic to others, but unknown spells still stimulated the Magic Caster in him.
The spell Ninya activated belonged to a magic system similar to Ainz and was the closest to YGGDRASIL spells. Because of his racial passive skill [Wisdom of Darkness], Ainz was able to increase the number of spells he could learn.
Can I learn magic that didn’t exist in YGGDRASIL if I conduct rituals with living sacrifices? Or is there some other way? There are so many things to learn…
Ninya noticed Ainz staring at him. He wasn’t as distant like when they first met, but he still gave an obviously fake smile and walked over:
“Ara, don’t need to watch so closely. It’s not that interesting right?”
“I’m curious about magic and I’m interested in what Ninya-san is doing.”
“No way… I am far behind Nabel-san in this.”
“But you know magic that Nabel doesn’t.”
Narberal lowered her head slightly, but Ainz didn’t missed that. Despite the faint light, Ainz didn’t miss that Narberal lowered her head slightly, looking jealous without a hint of shame.
“I want to use magic like Ninya-san too.”
“You’re greedy, Momon-san. You are so powerful with the sword and still looking to harness the might of magic. No, I should say you have the personality of an adventurer, right?”
“Magic doesn’t seem to be something you can learn in a day or two. The first prerequisite is the ability to connect with the world, but only those with potential can do that easily. Others can only understand it slowly with time.”
Lukeluther was hard at work with the stove and commented without looking up. Ninya’s expression turned serious:
“Yeah, Momon-san, I think you have the potential. You are not like other people, you have some sort of… inhuman feel about you.”
Ainz felt his nonexistent heart skip a beat. Ninya was rather vague, but he seemed to have realised that Ainz was an undead.
Although he had used illusion and Anti-Information spells, unknown magic and unique skills might be able to easily see through Ainz true nature. So Ainz cautiously asked:
“… Is that so? I think I am strong, but not to the extent of being inhuman. You’ve seen my face, so you should know that, right?”
“I’m not talking about appearance… After witnessing your strength, I know it was beyond the realm of normal people. Killing an ogre with a single attack… Being human is not about appearance but ability! And you also have a beauty like Nabel-chan with you.”
If you thought about Lukeluther’s words calmly, he was saying that the illusion of the face that Ainz showed was not good looking. But Ainz could only agree after remembering how the people he met so far looked.