The other advantage of this item was that once the Goblins were summoned, they would only disappear after dying and not after a set amount of time has passed. They would be useful for buying time at least.
Being done, Momonga turned his body around to leave while thinking about the status of the village, with Albedo walking by his side. But after walking a few steps, two voices could be heard behind him.
“That is — Tha-, thank you for saving us!”
“Thank you!”
Those two lines made Momonga stop, he turned around and saw two girls, eyes brimming with tears, thanking him. He replied with one short sentence:
“… Don’t worry about it.”
“Al-, also, although it may be selfish of me, but we can only rely on people like you. Please, please! Save our parents as well!”
“Got it. If they are alive, I will save them.”
Hearing Momonga’s answer, the older sister opened her eyes, showing her disbelief. She quickly recovered and bowed in thanks:
“Tha-, Thank you! Thank you, really thank you so much! Also, may I ask you…” The girl hesitated to ask: “What is your name…?”
Momonga almost blurted out his own name, but in the end, he didn’t say it.
The name Momonga was the name of the Guild Master of the bygone guild of Ainz Ooal Gown. What would he call himself now? The name for the last person to stay within the Great Tomb of Nazarick…
— Ah, thats right.
“… Remember my name. My name is — Ainz Ooal Gown.”
Part 4
"OHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
A roar that shakes the surroundings.
This signals the start of another massacre.
─── The hunter became the hunted.
Londes Di Gelanpo didn't know how many times he cursed his own faith in god. But never in his whole life did he curse it as often as he did during the last few minutes.
If God really existed, then he should've been coming down by now to defeat this monster. Why was god doing nothing when Londes was such a devoted believer?
Because God didn't exist.
Over the years, he always despised those silly people who didn't believe in god — if you really did not believe in God, then how was Priests magic established — but now it turned out he was the stupid one.
In front of him, the Monster — which they called Death Knight for the moment─── drew closer step by step.
Out of reflex, he retreated two steps backwards to increase the distance again.
His body armor continued to shudder with a squawking sound and the sword clenched in his hands couldn't stop trembling. The Death Knight was surrounded by a group of 18 knights, but the swords of all his companions were shaking as well.
Although their bodies were overwhelmed with fear, nobody tried to run away. This wasn't out of bravery since every single one of them was paralyzed with fear. Their shivering bodies caused their armor to give of a clattering sound. If they believed they could escape, they would've definitely started to desperately run for their lives.
── it was because they knew they couldn't escape.
Londes slightly shifted his eyes to look for help.
This place was the village square in the center of the village. Sixty people were gathered here, the villagers Londes captured. Londes saw their expressions of fear after looking at them. A group of kids were hiding behind a high wooden pedestal. They were some children with sticks trying to defend their parents, but they could not assume a fighting posture and their sticks were dropping low due to total exhaustion.
When Londes attacked this village, the villagers rushed to the central square from all directions. After searching through the houses, in order to prevent people from hiding in a secret basement, they prepared alchemic oils to burn the houses to the ground.
Four mounted knights, each equipped with a bow, guarded the village's surroundings. They would shoot anyone who managed to escape. This method had been used several times already and had proven to be infallible.
Although the slaughter took some time, it went fairly smoothly. The surviving villagers were herded together in one place and then they would let a few of them flee just as planned.
That was what was supposed to happen, but ───
Londes still remembered that moment.
Behind the villagers who escaped into the square, his companion Ilian, who was responsible for the cleanup was suddenly thrown into the air.
Due to how unbelievable it was, no one realised what was happening. Seeing a well built man wearing a full suit of armor — although it was possible to reduce its weight with magic, it was impossible to remove all of it — thrown into the air like a toy, nobody would believe their eyes.
Ilian flew a distance of more than seven meters, landed with a deafening noise and stopped moving.
In Ilian's place, there was an even more unbelievable sight — standing in front of them was a gruesome, undead monster, the 'Death Knight', which slowly lowered the shield which had sent Ilian flying, stood before them.
After that, the whole situation devolved into chaos.
"Aaaahhhhhh!"
A chaotic scream started to fill the air in the square. One of his companions surrounding the area couldn't stand the terror, cried out desperately and tried to escape.
In this kind of state, it was hard to maintain their encircling formation and with the high tension it could easily collapse. However, not a single knight tried to flee with him. The reason for that became apparent immediately.
At the corner of Londes' vision appeared a black whirlwind.
Although the Death Knight had a huge body and it's size greatly exceeded the average height of a human, its agility was unbelievable.
His escaping companion only managed to get three steps away.
Before he was able to take his fourth step, his shiny silver body was suddenly cut apart. The separated left and right halves of his body fell apart in different directions. The smell of sour gas spreads immediately to the surrounding and pink innards were scattered from his cross section.
"Goowuuuwuuuwuuu — "
Waving his corrugated swords around, the blood spattered "Death Knight" roared loudly.
It was a cry of joy —
Even people who couldn't look at its decaying face were able to see its joy. The Death Knight, with its overwhelming lust for killing, enjoyed human vulnerability, terror and despair.
Even though their hands were holding swords, no one dared to attack at first.
After recovering from their initial shock, they tried to attack, but even when a sword slipped past the opponents defence with a lucky hit it was unable to cause the slightest damage to the Death Knight's body armor.
On the contrary, the Death Knight didn't even use his sword, he just used his shield to send Londes flying. Not only that, the blow wasn't even fatal.
It would deliberately show openings, wanting to do nothing more than "tease" them. It was obvious the Death Knight wanted to enjoy this life and death struggle and showed them faked vulnerability.