Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 546 You guys are the male protagonists of light novels!
Pinching faces, massaging legs, massaging shoulders, and also cleaning rooms, serving tea and water, doing laundry and cooking—if it weren't for the client occasionally giving him errands, Ainz would almost think he was a housekeeper at a domestic service center.

Ah... running errands should be considered a domestic service job, right?

As Ainz pondered slowly, a heavy money bag suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Your client..."

"You did a good job, I'm quite satisfied. Here's your reward." Luke lay leisurely on the bed, glancing at Ainz, who was covered in armor, his tone indifferent.

"Isn't this a bit too much?"

Ainz hesitated for a moment. Although he didn't know much about the currency system of the other world, he could tell that this was a fairly considerable income.

"After all, they are adventurers, so they should earn more money than housekeepers."

Lu Ke replied nonchalantly, "Don't call me 'Client' anymore. My name is Lu Ke. You can just call me by my name. Once we get to know each other, you can give me a distinctive nickname, but not right now. A name is a very important thing."

"Something very important?"

Ainz paused for a moment, looking somewhat confused.

"Well, I think a name is a kind of indicator that prevents people from losing their way. A name is like a blank sheet of paper; your life story is recorded on it, gradually filling in a complete book, which those who accompany you..."

Lu Ke paused, his lips softening slightly, his words deepening in the smoke: "Or rather, those who have read the book of your life have a general impression of you—whether you are good or bad, kind or evil, an enemy or a friend, someone who can be a friend or someone who needs to be annihilated..."

Lu Ke propped his head up with his hand, his eyes dark and filled with a hint of nostalgia. "For example, if someone knows my life story, no matter where they mention or see my name, whether it's good or bad, they'll always remember something, right?"

"..."

When Ainz mentioned these words, he felt that the client's demeanor was quite something, giving him a sense of intangible, profound vicissitudes.

It's as if the person in front of you has really gone through a long, distant, joyful, and emotionally moving journey, and then stopped at some point to take a leisurely rest.

It's probably just my imagination, after all, the client looks quite young, even younger than when he was alive...

"Speaking of which, rookie adventurer, what's your name?"

Lu Ke abruptly changed the subject, as if he hadn't said anything at all, regaining his previous languid and weary demeanor, and asked casually.

Name?
Ainz paused for a moment. The name Suzuki Satoru, as a human, was obviously no longer usable. Those who attacked the Great Tomb of Nazarick knew a great deal about the Ainz Ooal Gown guild, so neither the guild leader's name "Momonga" nor "Ainz Ooal Gown," which had only been decided upon the previous night to commemorate the guild, could be used…

"Momo, Mr. Luke, you can just call me Momo."

Ainz compromised by removing the final syllable from the pronunciation of "Momoga" (the flying squirrel) and replacing it with an unremarkable name.

"Momo... a good name, keep it up."

Luke smiled, stretched, walked to the window, pondered for a moment, then turned and smiled at Ainz.

"You just said I gave you too much money?"

"...You don't want some of it back, do you?"

Ainz cautiously clutched his money pouch; this was the hard-earned money he had made by selling his "Supreme Ruler" dignity to serve a man!

"Beneath the shrine in the vast cemetery of Ye Lantier lies a secret door, where an ambitious necromancer seeks to harm the city. Take care of him and one of his female warrior allies."

Lu Ke rested his chin on his hand, a playful smile on his face. "This is an optional mission. It's fine if you don't accept it, since the reward is already in your hands."

Finally, some proper work for an adventurer has arrived... but should I accept?
Ainz looked down at the warrior armor covering his entire body, thought about the persona he had prepared, and nodded hesitantly.

"I'll accept this commission."

"Well, you can go."

Lu Ke waved his hand, "Our goddess has probably been out having fun for a long time, and she'll be angry if she sees you in my room."

Goddess?

Ainz chuckled inwardly. He had thought his client was a man of great experience, but it turned out he was just like any other young man, indulging in romance.

Just then, he seemed to feel a sharp, chilling gaze.

"That's right, our goddess is the very straightforward type. Although we've only been talking to her for a short time, she's actually quite enthusiastic."

Lu Ke leered and thrust his hips forward, revealing a knowing smile between men: "Momo should understand, right? After all, you're so tall and big, your 'weapon' must be pretty good, right? You've been with quite a few women, haven't you?"

puff-

Ainz felt as if his non-existent heart had been stabbed hard, and a dull ache ran through him.

Before his time travel, Suzuki Satoru was a corporate slave who worked day and night, spending all his remaining free time on games, and had no real experience.

As for the current undead bodies... Xingyu has preserved them well, but the skeletons are pure nonsense.

A pure, heavyweight virgin, even Kazuma, who is restricted by the consciousness of the universe, has a chance to graduate from virginity, but Ainz just kills him with his mechanism.

A nameless sense of grief and indignation spread through Ainz's heart, but his forced calmness took effect the moment his emotions exceeded the threshold.

"I'm going to complete the task."

Ainz spoke curtly and quickly left Luke's room.

As he walked out of the hotel, he happened to see a group of four walking towards him from not far away.

It was a fairly standard adventurer team. The beautiful female knight was slightly dirty but unharmed. The petite and cute mage girl next to her seemed to be sulking. The girl with long light blue hair was humming a little tune and walking at the front with slightly faster steps. The last one, an ordinary-looking boy, was quite eye-catching.

He was pulling on a thick rat tail, with a adorable djungarian hamster, over three meters tall, dragging behind him.

The hamster was still wiping away tears, looking quite aggrieved.

Ainz: ? ? ?
He understands the reasoning, but why is the hamster so big?

No, no, no, that's not the point. Isn't the art style a bit off?

Why are the onlookers lining the streets to welcome this adventurer team and looking at them with admiration? Isn't this just a giant hamster?

"Wow, that's amazing! They defeated the 'Forest King' as soon as they arrived. That's a powerful magical beast that has lived for hundreds of years. They must be at least Steel-level adventurers!" "Who knows? But they really are powerful. The 'Forest King' looks so huge, yet they seem to drag it around without any effort, even though it looks average and a bit thin."

"Don't judge these adventurers with your own ideas. What's the use of just looking at their appearance? Look at that guy in armor next to you, he might just be a fake rich kid!"

An, the wealthy second-generation conman: "..."

That makes sense. After all, it's such a big hamster, and living for hundreds of years is obviously extraordinary. Maybe it has some special characteristics.

Speaking of which, the fact that there is combat power capable of attacking the Great Tomb of Nazarick clearly indicates that the quality of the strong in this world is guaranteed, but to what extent exactly?

Even the adventurer teams you randomly encounter on the roadside possess this level of strength, which is quite extraordinary. However, as the onlookers said, their limited perspective makes it impossible for them to objectively evaluate the strong. Let's listen to how they evaluate themselves instead.

Ainz quietly took out two scrolls. Because he was in his transformed warrior form, he could only use scrolls or items to cast spells.

"Shielding" and "intelligence gathering"—the former can conceal magical fluctuations and auras, while the latter can amplify hearing; these two should be enough.

The sounds of conversation within the group reached Ainz's ears.

"Alright, Huihui, don't blame Kazuma. If you had taken action, you wouldn't have even found a scrap of meat from this hamster, right? I'll treat you to my treasured sake when we get back."

"Yes, Kazuma is working hard to pave the way for his meeting with Miss Gagran and is accumulating reputation points... It's surprising that Kazuma is so serious."

"You two idiots, how could grinding reputation be just for Miss Gagran? Kazuma is thinking that even if Miss Gagran doesn't like him, he can find other women. And I have no interest in such a weak hamster. What I'm angry about is that you and Aqua are always doing this behind my back..."

"Hmph, sorry Huihui, blame the inherently evil Eris cultists. Without them, I wouldn't have been so decisive. But that kind of thing is really..."

"Aqua! Don't say things like that in public..."

"You perverted knight, if you're so capable, don't say things like that while looking like you're having a blast!"

"Hey, you three are too noisy. Get your pose right and look presentable. If the 'Blue Rose' team comes over and sees my squad looking like this, they'll definitely look down on us!"

Amidst the soft arguing, the procession moved further and further away under the adoring gaze of the onlookers, until it was completely out of the range where the magic was taking effect.

"A strange team."

Ainz couldn't help but mutter a complaint, feeling that the members of that team were somewhat mentally unstable... but they did seem quite formidable. It seemed he needed to be extra careful in this world.

Surely the task assigned by your client isn't too difficult?

Ainz thought cautiously, not daring to be careless, and only secretly came to the cemetery when night fell.

The pitch-black night was eerie and terrifying. The empty cemetery was exceptionally quiet, devoid of birds and beasts. The moonlight was shrouded in dark clouds, appearing and disappearing intermittently, hazy and indistinct.

An ordinary person would be terrified by this scene, but Ainz didn't feel anything at the moment, and even found the environment quite comfortable.

Is it due to the effects of this immortal body?
Ainz shook his head, giving up on thinking, and prepared to use a detection spell to confirm that no one was around before reverting to his original Undead King form.

He stuffed wooden strips into his belt, put on all his artifact-level equipment, took out the magnificent and luxurious Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown, and held this almost world-class guild equipment in his hand.

"Flight," "Blessing of the Magic Chanter," "Infinite Barrier," "Sacred Magic Barrier," "Life Essence," "Advanced All-Ability Enhancement," "Freedom," "False Information - Life," "See Through," "Supernatural Intuition," "Advanced Resistance Enhancement," "Cloak of Chaos," "Unyielding," "Enhanced Sensing," "Advanced Luck," "Enhanced Magic," "Dragon Power," "Advanced Hardening," "Celestial Aura," "Absorption," "Increased Penetration," "Advanced Magic Shield," "Magic Essence"...

Having applied most of his buffs, Ainz, who was unable to use super-tier magic due to fear of attracting powerful opponents by making too much noise, looked at the dark shrine with some apprehension. Instead of entering directly, he reached out his hand from a distance.

"Intelligence gathering!"

Soft whispers arose, one voice old and indifferent, the other sounding exceptionally joyful in its frenzy.

"Clementine! I've already said this period is dangerous, and my plans need to be suspended. Are you deaf?"

"Kajite, you've regressed too. You painstakingly built up your strength for over two years, only to back down just because a powerful figure appeared nearby? Pfft, pfft, that's hilarious, absolutely laughable!"

"...Don't tell me you couldn't feel how terrifying the power was last night. Only a fool would try to show off at a time like this. I'd rather wait two more years than have an accident happen."

The woman's voice paused for a moment, then erupted into a maniacal laugh that lasted for a while before subsiding, her tone laced with disdain:

"Ha, I know much more than you do. Blue Rose and Crimson Tear should be here soon, as should those people from the Dark Scripture, especially that unofficial woman, that beast with the blood of the Six Great Gods from a different generation! But... isn't this also an opportunity? Chaos is a thief's best friend, and in my opinion, the more chaotic the situation, the better~"

"Leave here, I won't allow it!"

Hearing this, Ainz stopped eavesdropping, wrote down the conversation, and then launched a fierce attack on the secret underground base from afar.

"Magic Enhancement: Gravity Vortex!"
A black gravity ball appeared below the ancestral hall, easily destroying the hidden chamber. Sharp, piercing screams and furious roars echoed from the bottomless secret pit!

"Magic Enhancement: Ghost Strike!", "Magic Enhancement: Immediate Strike!", "Magic Triple Enhancement: Critical Mine!"

Ainz immediately waved his staff, unleashing a barrage of eighth to tenth-tier attack spells at the ground below, bombarding the area relentlessly.

"Deathly Aura! Black Hole! Flame of Death!"

There was no movement below for a long time, but Ainz kept smashing until his MP was more than half depleted before choosing a lucky one from the graveyard to use as material to summon the Death Knight to go down and investigate.

The result, naturally, was that there wasn't even a trace left.

"Shouldn't this be considered a successful completion?"

Ainz hesitated for a moment, then stared at the Death Knight who was being punished by standing there without receiving orders.

Ainz: ﹏

Death Knight: O__O
"Go and bury yourself again."

"..."

The Death Knight slumped back onto the graveyard, but couldn't and wouldn't put the soil back in its place.

Seeing this, Ainz remained silent for a moment, then took out a shovel from his personal storage space with a headache and slowly walked over.

I have a feeling that something's not quite right about this development.

As Ainz laboriously filled the hole in the night, he suddenly began to question the meaning of life.

(End of this chapter)