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Volume 10 - Epilogue


Demiurge walked happily through the 9th Floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.


The sensation of returning after a long time was probably an illusion of some sort. After all, he returned to this place from time to time, and the longest stretch of time he had been away from here was a fortnight at the most. Thus, the reason for his misperception was clearly due to the joy he felt at walking through this place.


His mood lifted the closer he got to his objective.


Demiurge paid no heed to the guards Cocytus had stationed on either side of the doors as he adjusted his tie and inspected his appearance. Naturally, he paid attention to it at all times, but he did not want his master to see a side of him which was less than immaculate.


After a very earnest inspection of his personal grooming, Demiurge knocked on the door of the room.


One of the maids opened the door, poking her head out to see who was calling.


Demiurge wanted to try and spy out a glimpse of his master through the gap, but he could not do anything that embarrassing.


“May I know if Ainz-sama is in his room?”


“My sincerest apologies, Demiurge-sama. Ainz-sama is not in.”


His mood plummeted but he did not let it show on his face.


“Is that so. Then, where has Ainz-sama gone?”


“My sincerest apologies, I do not know… However, Albedo-sama might know something about it.”


She was right.


“Really now. Then, where is Albedo now?”


“She is in this room.”


Demiurge knew Albedo treated her master’s room as her workroom. Can’t you just use the room you’ve been assigned, he often thought, but after considering her personality, he ended up keeping quiet. The most important thing was his master’s approval. With that, there was nothing else for him to add.


“Is she working? ...Could you help me check if this is a convenient time to visit?”


“Understood.”


The door before him closed. A moment later, it opened again.


“Please come in, Demiurge-sama.”


Demiurge thanked the maid and then entered. Before his eyes was the Guardian Overseer, seated on a chair in front of his master’s desk.


Her lowered line of sight moved, and caught hold of Demiurge.


“It’s been a while, Albedo.”


“Ah, Demiurge. You’ve worked hard abroad. What is it today?”


“Ah, it concerns the matter in the Holy Kingdom. I was planning to obtain permission for the final stages of the plan. I will need a Doppelganger… where is Ainz-sama?”


“He is somewhat far away. I doubt he will be able to return quickly…”


In other words, he is not in E-Rantel, Demiurge mused. Otherwise she would not describe it in such a strange way.


“That is somewhat of an inconvenience. Then, I shall perform preparation work on the 7th Floor until Ainz-sama returns.”


“If it is urgent, could you not communicate with [Message]?”


Demiurge frowned, and observed Albedo’s expression.


She had her usual smile on, but the perceptive Demiurge detected some other emotion within her.


If she was just toying with him, it would be fine.


Demiurge attempted to quickly study her, but he could not read that deeply.


It ached at him, but then again, this was not a contest in the first place.


Among all the people of Nazarick, the only two people he could not read were his master and Albedo. He set them aside as rare exceptions for the sake of his inner peace.


Demiurge shrugged.


“It is not that urgent. If Ainz-sama returns the day after, I shall inform him myself.”


“Ainz-sama did not mention how long he would be gone. He might take a very long time.”


“Then, I shall go to Ainz-sama’s side, Albedo. It is not a matter which requires the use of [Message].”


“Ara? Why is that? If it is truly important, would it not be more loyal to inform him as soon as possible?”


The context of Albedo’s smile had changed. Earlier, it was her usual fake smile, but now it was a wicked, bullying smile. She must have some sort of ill intent in mind.


It would seem there was s