Seeing how their own familiar body turned into this alien form should cause a dreadful feeling. However, Momonga feels completely indifferent and that didn’t even feel weird to him.
Because he played YGGDRASIL before, he was already familiarized with his current appearance, but there was also another reason for his calmness.
Just like his outer appearances, it appeared that his mental faculties had been affected as well.
First, there were his emotions: as soon as he experienced strong emotions, they would be immediately put aside in order to calm him down, it was almost like something was repressing them. Another point was his lack of any kind of desire, be it hunger or sleep. At first there seemed to be a sexual appetite, but even after touching Albedo’s soft chest, there wasn’t any additional impulse.
Feeling as if he lost something very important, Momonga couldn’t help but look at his waist:
"Since there is no actual use…… Will it disappear?"
Becoming slightly emotional, he starts to utter this out of frustration, but before he could finish half of his sentence, that feeling completely vanished.
Momonga believed these changes to be extremely useful, particularly his mental changes. Perhaps an Undead is completely resistant to spiritual attacks.
Although now Momonga possessed an undead body and mind, he was still a human deep inside. Because of that, there would be moments when he experienced emotions, but the moment those emotions became too strong, they would be repressed instantly. Momonga was afraid that he would lose all his emotion in the future if he continued to stay within his undead body.
Of course, it wouldn’t be a big deal if that happened, because no matter what the world was like, the way Momonga saw himself would not change.
Besides, there were also NPCs like Shalltear around. Maybe being undead was not the cause for this, even if it was too soon to say.
“───「Create Greater Item」.”
After casting the spell, his body was instantly covered by a full set of plate armor. The armor was made of steel with a black matte luster and covered with gold and purple decorations, giving it a very expensive appearance. After wearing it, Momonga moved a bit to check. Although his body felt some pressure, the armor was not restricting his movement.
The armor was fitting very well and covered every part of his body, making it impossible for any of his bones to be visible.
If it was magically created equipment Momonga was able to equip it, just like in YGGDRASIL.
Momonga admired this great magic, his reflection of wearing the full-faced helmet gave him the look of a majestic warrior, and he didn’t look like a magician at all. Momonga nodded his head in satisfaction, swallowing his non-existent saliva. With a mischievous and innocent look, Momonga said:
“I’m going out for a bit.”
“The guards are ready at any time.”
The maid immediately answered out of reflex. But──
This is starting to get really annoying.
On the first day of being followed by guards, he felt rather oppressed; on the second day, he started getting used to it and wanted to show off with his guards, but when it came to the third day───
Momonga could not help but let out a sigh.
No matter where he went, his bodyguards were following him. Additionally, people would bow whenever they met him. This feeling was just too heavy.
He would be able to endure it if he could just casually walk around with his guards. But that was impossible. Because he had to maintain his role as ruler of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, he couldn’t show the slightest amount of weakness, so it was nerve-wracking. For an ordinary person like Momonga, this was extremely exhausting.
Even if any of his strong emotional outbursts was immediately suppressed, they still made him feel as if he was burnt by a small flame.
Especially with incredibly beautiful women following him and not leaving his side, all the while taking meticulous care of him. As a man he would obviously feel happy, but there was still the problem of his privacy being invaded.
This mental fatigue was also part of his human side.
As the ruler of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, it would be very dangerous if he was caught up in a emergency situation while being mentally exhausted. During a key moment, he might make a fatal mistake.
He needed to relax a little.
After coming to this conclusion, Momonga opened his eyes. Although his expression didn’t change, the fire within his eyes grew stronger.
“No need…. I don’t want anyone to follow me, I just want to walk on my own.”
“Please wait, in the case that Momonga-sama encounters any trouble, we must act as as your shield, we absolutely cannot let anything happen to Momonga-sama.”
It would be too heartless to ignore their feelings of wanting to sacrifice their lives in order to protect their master who just wanted to have a relaxing walk.
However, it has been three days since the occurrence of the abnormal situation, which would amount to at least 72 hours. During all this time, Momonga has been trying to maintain his dignity as ruler of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, and his heart was eager to rest.
So although he felt sorry for them, Momonga had already prepared an excuse:
“… I have something secret to attend to, so I won’t allow anyone following me.”
A brief silence.
Momonga felt like a long period of time passed, then the maid finally answered:
“Yes, Momonga-sama. Please take care.”
Looking at the maid who believed his excuse, Momonga felt bad about his deception but he decided to just ignore that feeling.
Nothing should go wrong if he took a little break. First, he would go and see the outside scenery for himself. Yes, he had to confirm with his own eyes if it was possible to go to other places, this was extremely important.
The real reason why Momonga invented more and more excuses was because he felt that his current behavior was too selfish.
Shaking off his feelings of guilt, Momonga activated the power of his ring.
The place he was sent to was a huge plaza. Nearby were multiple slender stone tables that were meant for corpses, but right now there were none. The floor was covered with brightly polished limestone and behind Momonga was a staircase leading downwards, ending in front of a large gate leading to the first floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick. The walls didn’t have any torches, the only source of light came from the blue and white light from the moon. Using the power of the ring of Ainz Ooal Gown, it was possible to instantly teleport to the place closest to the surface, the ground floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the Central Shrine.
With just a few steps it was possible for him to walk outside. Although his destination was just in front of him, Momonga did not move because he encountered an unexpected situation.
Momonga saw several unusual figures. There were three different types of monsters, four of each, totalling up to 12 of them.
One of them looked like a terrifying demon, it had a scaly body and fangs protruded out of his mouth, it also had long sharp claws on its stout arms. In front of it snake-like tail was a pair of burning wings, giving it the appearance of a devil.
Another one was a female monster with a black crow head wearing skintight leather equipment.