Ainz Ooal Gown: Noble Knight.

Chapter 110 Report to Ainz

The morning light comes later in the valley than on the plain.

The town of Tarbach is nestled in a depression between two low hills, and the sun has to climb over the spire of the eastern watchtower to shine directly into the town.

Before that, the whole town was shrouded in a gray hue.

In the morning, thanks to Rune's permission, most of the troops chose to go to the town of Tarbach for some shopping.

After today, theoretically, the only time they can rest is when Rune meets the Queen in the capital of the Dragon Kingdom.

Then came the desperate fight against the orcs.

Although the capital of the Dragon Kingdom has more entertainment options, Lord Rune, for political reasons, routinely prohibits most people from leaving the camp.

Located at the border between the Slane Theocracy and the Dragon Kingdom, this place is safer than the capital, as the orcs cannot attack it. There is no need to be overly vigilant.

Therefore, most people will choose to have a drink in the town of Tarbach with people they are close to.

After all, it's uncertain whether we'll be able to see each other again upon returning.

Aindora led the young men of the cavalry regiment out of the camp in twos and threes, their laughter carrying far in the morning breeze.

The veteran, Gehrman, was surrounded by several new recruits, boasting about how he had pierced the shield of an orc vanguard with a single spear last year on the battlefield.

The young men in the kitchen carried empty food baskets, intending to go to town to replenish their fresh supplies.

The noise in the camp gradually faded away, leaving only the occasional sound of the sentries' boots stepping on the gravel.

But this joyful and boisterous atmosphere of drinking outside did not reach Sebastian's camp.

The curtains were drawn, blocking out most of the outside noise.

Sebastian sat upright in the simple military chair, but his usually calm eyes were now staring blankly into the empty space at the corner of the tent.

Having suffered a series of blows from hope to despair, Sebastian now has no choice but to pull himself together.

Because the great Ainz Ooal Gown established a connection with his [message].

The moment that invisible magical connection lit up in his mind, Sebastian almost instinctively stood up from his chair.

He straightened the collar of his black tailcoat, and even though he knew the other person couldn't see him, he still lowered his head and bowed respectfully.

"Lord Ainz." Sebastian tried his best to make his voice sound normal, but a hint of fatigue still leaked out from the slight tremor at the end of his voice.

"Sebastian, have you entered the Dragon Kingdom?" Ainz's voice came from the [message], carrying the deep majesty unique to the Supreme Being.

He was sitting in the throne room of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the light of the magic lamps pouring down from the dome, outlining the pale skeleton in the darkness.

"Yes, Lord Ainz. I am currently in Tarbach, a border town where the Dragon Kingdom borders the Slane Theocracy."

"Very good." Ainz nodded slightly, the dark red light in his eye sockets burning steadily.

He had finished dealing with the affairs of the lizardman tribe, and the lizardman undead had begun to gather resources from the wetlands according to his orders.

Aside from Demiurge making Kurushe wear sexy pajamas and lie on his bed, nothing else unexpected happened.

Nazarick is currently in a relatively stable period, which allows him to focus more on the progress of Sebastian affairs.

"Sebastian, did you encounter any unusual situations along the way?"

Sebastian remained silent for a while.

The sunlight from the corner of the tent slowly crawled a short distance across the ground.

Sebastian's fingers tightened slightly.

He encountered a boy who looked remarkably like Lord Touch Me.

Sebastian even felt, in a daze, that he saw the soul of that adult in the boy.

But should this be reported to Lord Ainz?

Sebastian made his decision after a brief silence.

Now that it has been confirmed that the other party is not the reincarnation of Lord Touchi, and Lord Rune has clearly told him that [innate ability] is the core basis for confirming reincarnation identity in legend.

Then there's no need to bother Lord Ainz with this insignificant interlude.

Lord Ainz is extremely busy, worrying about the defense of Nazarick and planning the investigation into the dragon that controls Shalltear.

Bringing personal feelings into a mission and reporting worthless information to the Supreme Being is a serious dereliction of duty for a steward of Nazarick.

"No, Lord Ainz." Sebastian suppressed his disappointment once more. "Nothing unusual has happened."

Ainz did not respond immediately.

He sat on his throne, and if he had flesh and blood, his brows would probably be furrowed at that moment.

Sebastian's silence lasted noticeably longer than usual, though not for very long.

But for the usually composed Sebastian, this level of hesitation was unusual.

Various possibilities flashed through Ainz's mind.

Is Sebastian hiding something? Or does he think it's too trivial to talk about?

The cautious Ainz spoke again, asking, "Sebastian, were you attacked on your way to the Dragon Kingdom?"

"No, Lord Ainz," Sebastian said with a hint of doubt in his voice.

He didn't understand why Lord Ainz would ask the same question repeatedly, but as Nazarick's butler, he only needed to answer Lord Ainz honestly.

Ainz was even more confused.

Since there was no attack and no special circumstances, why is Sebastian's mood off?

Although Sebastian tried his best to conceal it, Ainz still noticed the deep tone hidden within his voice, like the dull pain left in his chest after something he had been looking forward to for a long time suddenly fell through.

Ainz was all too familiar with this feeling.

He experienced this feeling countless times before YGGDRASIL shut down.

Every time Ainz saw a familiar ID light up in the game, he thought that his departed companions had returned, only to find that it was just his imagination.

The gap between hope and despair always left a lingering, melancholic feeling in his heart.

Sebastian's voice today carries that lingering resonance.

Could it be—

Ainz suddenly realized a terrible possibility.

A green light, forcibly calming him, flashed across his body in an instant.

That icy feeling surged up from the depths of my consciousness, like an invisible hand forcibly suppressing the surging panic.

Ainz could feel his mind clearing up from the near-out-of-control panic, but even so, his finger bones were still trembling slightly when he extended them.

A terrifying idea exploded in his mind, more violently than any super-level magic.

Could Sebastian have gotten into trouble too?

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