Nazarick Rimuru

"Excuse me, can this Enfirea brother's commission be counted as me, I just heard that you are going to the village called Karn Village, and I also want to issue a commission.

Looking at discussing the details of the mission with Ainz and the others, Emferea, Rimuru stepped forward and introduced it to everyone.

If this dark warrior is really a member of the Cult or even the Dark Scriptures, then he should have Rimuru's information.

After all, it was obvious that the target of the Sher sent by the Dark Sacred Scripture before was him.

Sure enough, as he thought, as he approached, although the Dark Warrior did not stare at him.

But the magical chanter behind him named Nabe kept watching him in action.

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

It's just that the boy named Enfirea in front of him is more important than him.

Previously, just to find him, he only sent a power of the level of Schel, although the power was extremely strange, but it was obviously not enough in front of the combination of Nabe and Momo.

So, in order to explore the source of Nacher's power and the two rookie adventurers in front of him, who are full of disobedience.

Joining their team is obviously an excellent choice.

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

“... Of course, I don't have any problems, but I don't know about this Mr. Momo.

"I wonder what this masked lady is trying to do?" the

dark warrior responded, his tone extremely calm, as if he didn't care about Rimuru's intervention.

"To tell you the truth, this little brother of Enfirea said before that he would go to Karn Village for a while, 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 cope with those things, this Mr. Momo's armor looks really safe from a distance. "

Is there a sense of security... I see, I see, is this the reason why Mr. Enfilella wants to name me to issue the commission?

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

, "Yes, and Mr. Momo looks very powerful, but he is indeed a newly registered bronze adventurer, isn't he... Bronze adventurers are cheaper than other high-level adventurers.

"Hahahaha, this one does.

With a few laughs, Ainz became a little less suspicious of Emferea, the boy didn't look like he had been sent by the Masked Demon.

No, there's still that possibility.

This boy was used by the Mask Demon without knowing it...

So....

"Speaking of which, I don't know, what about the other lady who wants to release the name of the commissioner?" the

masked Majin smiled in response to Momo's question.

"Mr. Momo, my name is Jingjiang Jingjiang, or should I say Jingjiang Izawa, in short, everyone calls me Jing. "

It's... The name of this format, hearing the name of the mask demon, Anz's heart fluctuated.

He had never encountered this format of name in this world, and it was the way it was named in another world.

Other words... The masked demon may not be indigenous as he guessed, but a player??

no, no, maybe other players gave her this name, or maybe this way of naming is also in this world.

After all, the other people around didn't react strangely when they heard the words of the masked demon.

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

However, before he actually started talking to the Mask Demon, he never thought that the current most threatening existence to Nasalik 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 of them, each with different purposes and using a pseudonym, came to an agreement.

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

Unlike the city, the cemetery on the outskirts of Yerantir is overhung by extremely thick dark clouds, which contrast sharply with the surrounding sky.

In the darkness of the night, a figure in a hooded cloak walked quickly towards the cemetery, and strangely, the upper body of the figure in the pitch black cloak did not make the slightest movement.

If someone doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and sees it from afar, they probably think that they have encountered a ghost in the middle of the night.

Oh no, in this world, it should be said that I have met 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 short-haired woman with blond hair who looked to be about twenty years old, with upright features and a feline feel.

"It's finally here~~"

With a joking tone, the woman pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, and as the door opened, the air flow blowing her cloak was blowing, and there was a burst of metal collision sounds.

She pulled out a magical bag from her cloak, which contained something like human flesh and blood but with a strange black glow, and threw it into the ancestral hall with one hand.

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

"Hum hum ~ hum hum ~ "

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 Jerantil cemetery.

Although it is located underneath the cemetery, the air here is exceptionally fresh and not dull.

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

There were eerie tapestries hanging from the walls around her, and the occasional recess was lit with red candles, which she knew were 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 when they 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 what to do, an emaciated man appeared behind him and motioned for him to leave.

The man in the dark red robe who stepped out of the shadows was pale, his eyes were sunken, and there was not a single hair on his face, making it impossible to tell his age at all, and it was more appropriate to look more immortal than human.

"Hello, hello~Kajisan~"

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

Instead, his eyes stared directly at the bag of flesh on the girl's right hand, as if he had seen some rare treasure.