Nazarick Rimuru

“Excuse me, can this Enphilea’s commission be counted as me, I just heard that you will go to a village called Kahn Village, and I also want to issue a commission.”

Watching Enfilia discuss the details of the mission with Ainz and the others, Limuru stepped forward to introduce everyone.

If this pitch-black warrior was really a member of the Sect or even the Pitch-Black Holy Scriptures, then he should have the information of Limuru.

After all, the target of the Silhouette sent before the Pitch Black Saint Scripture was obviously him.

Sure enough, as he thought, as he approached, although the pitch-black warrior did not stare at him.

But the magic chanter named Nabei behind him kept watching his actions.

The other party really had a certain understanding of his identity.

It’s just that compared to him, the boy named Enphilia in front of him is more important.

Previously, just to find him, he had only sent a power of the level of Sher, and although that power was extremely strange, it was obviously not enough to see in front of this combination of Nabei and Momo.

Then, in order to explore the source of Nachel’s power and the new adventurer duo in front of him, who is full of a sense of discord.

Joining their team is obviously an excellent choice.

By issuing a request for commission along the way, Limulu tried to blend in with them.

“… Huh? Of course I don’t have a problem, but I don’t know about this Mr. Momo.

“I wonder what this masked lady is trying to do?”

The pitch-black warrior responded, his tone extremely calm, as if he didn’t care about Limulu’s intervention.

“It’s not a secret, this little brother Enphilia said before that he will go to the village of Kahn for a temporary rest, I happen to have something to go over, but I am not very familiar with the route, and I heard that there are monsters on the main roads around, I can’t deal with those things, this Mr. Momo’s armor looks really safe from a distance.”

“Does it feel safe… So that’s the case, I see, Mr. Enfirea wants to name me to issue the commission is also because of this.

Hearing Momo’s question, the blond boy scratched his head, smiled and pointed to the sign on Momo’s chest and said:

“There is such a point, and Mr. Momo looks very powerful, but he is indeed a newly registered bronze adventurer, isn’t it… Bronze adventurers are cheaper than other high-level adventurers.

“Hahahaha, this is true.”

After a few laughs, Ainz’s suspicion of Enphilia diminished a little, and the boy did not seem to have been sent by the Mask Majin.

No, there is that possibility.

Was this boy used by the Mask Demon but didn’t know it….

So….

“I don’t know yet, what about the other one who wants to release the name of the commissioned lady?”

The masked Majin smiled and responded to questions from Momo.

“Mr. Momo, my name is Shizue Izawa, or rather Shizue. Izawa, anyway, everyone just call me Shizune. ”

This… The name in this format, hearing the name reported by the Mask Majin, Ainz’s heart fluctuated.

The name of this format has never been encountered in this world, and it belongs to another world.

Other words… This masked majin may not be indigenous but a player as he guessed??

No, no, maybe other players gave her this name, or maybe there is such a naming method in this world.

After all, the others around did not have any strange reactions when they heard the words of the Mask Mamora.

There is also a possibility that this is simply a pseudonym made up like Momo.

However, before he actually started talking to the Mask Maja, he never thought that the most threatening existence to Nazalik at the moment was actually a girl.

“… Miss Jing, your name is really nice. Hearing

Momo’s praise, the masked girl responded with a happy mood.

“Thank you, Mr. Momo!”

The two people, each with different purposes and using pseudonyms, reached an agreement.

———————-

night, in the city of Yelantyre, there was not a trace of clouds, and the clear moonlight sprinkled on the earth.

Unlike the city, above the cemetery on the outskirts of Erantir are extremely thick dark clouds, which contrast sharply with the surrounding sky.

In this dark night, a figure wearing a hooded cloak was moving quickly towards the cemetery, and strangely, the upper body of the pitch-black cloaked figure did not move at all.

If someone doesn’t sleep in the middle of the night and looks at it from afar, they probably think that they have encountered ghosts in the middle of the night.

Oh no, in this world, it should be said that you have encountered the undead.

The light figure avoided the magical lights shining around the cemetery and came to the door of the ancestral hall.

Slowly take off the hat that comes with the cloak.

Appearing here was a woman with short blonde hair who looked to be about twenty years old and had facial features that gave a feline feel.

“It’s finally here~~”

With a laughing tone, the woman pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, and as the air flow brought by the opening of the gate blew her cloak, there was a sound of metal clashing.

She took out a bag with magic attached to it from her cloak, which contained something like human flesh and blood but exuding a strange black brilliance, and she continued to throw it into the ancestral hall with one hand.

The interior of the ancestral hall had already been cleaned, and smelling the unique incense smell in this ancestral hall, she frowned slightly, picked up the blood and flesh bag in her right hand and took a deep breath of the smell before relaxing.

“Hmph~hmm~”

Humming an unknown ballad, accompanied by the sound of activating some kind of mechanism, she slowly walked into the underground of the ancestral hall.

“I’m coming~”

Walking to the end of the stairs, she came to the hollow under the cemetery of Yelantyr.

Although it is underground in the cemetery, the air here is unusually fresh and does not make people dull.

Unlike this fresh air, she was greeted by a place that was more evil than the cemetery outside.

The walls around her were covered with eerie tapestries and occasionally red candles were lit in the grooves, which she knew had been made of human blood.

And now, she has brought a real treasure to the people who hide here.

“Don’t hide in the corner~ I can see it clearly, and the guests are not welcome to arrive-” Hearing

the woman’s words, the man who was hiding in the shadow of the wall and watching her trembled, and just when he didn’t know how to be good, an emaciated man appeared behind him and signaled him to leave.

The man in the dark red robe who came out of the shadows was pale and sunken in his eyes, and there was not a single hair on his entire face, making it completely impossible to judge his age, which was more appropriate to say that he was not so much a human as an undead.

“Hello Hello ~ Kagi-san~”

If the girl usually called him that, he might have turned his face a long time ago, but at this time, he had no time to care about those.

Instead, his eyes stared directly at the bag of flesh and blood on the girl’s right hand, as if he saw some rare treasure.