Ainz Ooal Gown: Noble Knight.

Sebastian closed the door and entered the room, where he was greeted by a woman who bowed deeply. Those in the restaurant who witnessed this scene would have been utterly astonished. The person bowing in greeting was none other than the capricious young lady who had just been throwing a hysterical tantrum.

The expression on his face was quite calm, making it seem like his previous hysteria was all an act. He looked the same and wore the same clothes, but his inner self was like that of a completely different person.

Another strange thing was that she had one eye closed—her left eye. Although she hadn't closed one eye while in the restaurant.

There's no need to bow your head and apologize; you're just doing your job.

Sebastian surveyed the spacious, luxuriously decorated room. A considerable amount of luggage was piled up in one corner. It was ready for departure.

"I'll take care of it."

"What are you saying? How can we continue to trouble Lord Sebastian?"

The woman who raised her head—Solius Eppslon, one of the battle maids—shaked her head in response.

"Really? But my current identity is your butler." Sebastian's slightly wrinkled face revealed a mischievous, childlike expression.

Sensing Sebastian's genuine smile, Solusang's expression changed for the first time, revealing a troubled smile: "Indeed, Lord Sebastian is my butler, but I am also Lord Sebastian's subordinate."

"...That's true. Well then, let me, as your superior, give you this order: Your work is done. Now it's my turn. You can rest here until we set off."

"...Yes, thank you."

"Then I'll go and meet with Lady Shalltear, who is probably already waiting impatiently in the carriage, and inform her of the departure time."

Sebastian easily lifted the largest piece of luggage from the pile, then asked as if suddenly remembering something, "Speaking of which, did he act as we expected?"

"Yes, exactly as we expected." Suo Liuxiang pressed down on the closed eye.

"That was really lucky."

"Yes—I'm currently meeting with a disheveled-looking man."

"There's no need for that. I need to move my luggage now, so just let me know the important things later."

"learn."

Suo Liuxiang's face suddenly contorted. His eyes drooped and his mouth turned up—although it resembled a smile, it was a very fitting expression for the adjective "twisted into a ball," as it would be almost impossible for a human face to contort into that shape.

"—By the way, Lord Sebastian, may I change the subject?"

"What is it, Suo Liuxiang?"

"...After this is all over, may I be allowed to deal with that man?"

Sebastian stroked his beard with his free hand, pondering for a moment. "Well, as long as you have Lady Shalltear's permission, you can do whatever you want with it."

Suo Liuxiang frowned slightly, her disappointment evident. Sebastian, as if to comfort her, continued, "It's alright, sending just one person shouldn't be a problem."

"Is that so? I understand. Then please convey to Lady Shalltear that, if possible, I wish to take that man."

Suo Liuxiang smiled broadly, his carefree and happy expression captivating anyone who saw it.

"So, what did the man say?"

"It seems like he's already impatient to enjoy me, so since it's a rare opportunity, I'm planning to take advantage of him."

Suo Liuxiang smiled even more brightly. That smile held a childlike innocence, an anticipation of what was about to happen.

A carriage sped away from the city. Four sturdy horses pulled a large carriage that could easily seat six people.

A large, bright moon hung in the sky. Driving on such a night was still a very foolish thing to do. Lighting lamps, having sentries stand guard, and setting up camp to spend the night was the wisest choice.

The passengers in the carriage included Sebastian, Solius beside him, Shalltear sitting opposite him, and her two maids and concubines, who were also her vampire brides, on either side of her. Zack, of course, was in the driver's seat, driving the carriage.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly shook violently, and at the same time, the horses pulling the carriage neighed.

"...The carriage seems to have stopped."

Ten burly men emerged from the nearby forest and surrounded the carriage in a semi-circle. They discussed how to deal with their prey, displaying an air of effortless ease.

As soon as Zak jumped off the driver's seat, he jogged toward the surging men. Of course, as he jumped off the driver's seat, he also cut the reins to prevent the carriage from running away.

As if in response to them, the carriage door was slowly opened.

A beautiful woman appeared in the moonlight. The gathered mercenaries and bandits stared at her with lewd laughter and lustful eyes. However, one man was taken aback: Zack. He had never seen this woman before, and the difference threw him into confusion.

Then, another woman dressed in the same outfit appeared behind her, causing some men to look puzzled. Following that, a woman with silver hair and red eyes appeared, who could easily be mistaken for a young girl.

Her silvery hair shimmered in the moonlight, and her large, watery red eyes shone with a bewitching light. Seeing such a beauty appear, the bandits could only sigh.

A lewd smile spread across Shalltear's face as she walked unsuspectingly before the men: "Gentlemen, thank you for gathering here for me. By the way, who is the highest-ranking among you?"

Seeing that the bandits' eyes were focused on one of them, Shalltear realized that she had obtained the information she wanted to know.

"What...what do you want to do?"

"Oh, please forgive me. What I meant by 'negotiation' was just a joke to extract necessary information. I'm so sorry."

"Who exactly are you...?"

Shalltear looked at Zack, who had asked the question, and said, "You're that guy named Zack. I'll deliver you to Solian as agreed, so could you please step aside a little?"

Among those people, a bandit reached out and touched Shalltear's ample breasts. Then—his hand fell to the ground.

"Could you please stop touching me with your dirty hands?"

The stunned man stared at his arm, now devoid of its hand, before letting out a scream a second later. Shalltear casually flicked her wrist, and the man's head slammed to the ground with a thud. The blood gushing from the severed arm seemed to possess a mind of its own, gathering above Shalltear's head to form a sphere of blood.

"It's a magic caster!"

Shalltear glanced listlessly at the panicked bandits around her. "How boring. You can clean up the mess afterwards."

The vampires flanking her stepped forward and struck a bandit who was swinging his sword at Shalltear in the face, sending him flying.

With a sound like a stuffed balloon bursting, the robber soared through the air in a spectacular fashion. More than half his head was blown off...

Zack stared at the horrific scene before him, reaching for the short sword hidden in his robes. What had he done? He had never intended to do anything to such a monster.

Just as he was thinking this—

"Mr. Zack, come here."

A leisurely voice, completely out of place with this cruel scene, came from behind Zach. Zach turned around and saw his employer standing in front of him.

"What kind of monsters are those?!" Zack yelled in a high-pitched, off-key voice, "Why didn't they tell me beforehand that those monsters were there?!"

Anxiety and fear made Zack reach out and grab Soliuxiang's collar, roughly shaking her back and forth.

"...I understand, this way please."

"Will...will you save me?!"

"No, I want to take this last chance to enjoy you to the fullest."

A cool, white hand grasped Zack's hand, and So Liuxiang took a step forward, holding the other's hand.

Behind the carriage, Suo Liuxiang gently removed her clothes, presenting her bare chest to Zack. Zack, completely lost in the moment, reached out and grasped Suo Liuxiang's shapely breasts, his hand sinking deep inside her. Just as the words implied, Zack's hand truly sank into Suo Liuxiang's body.

"What... what's going on?!"

Zack yelled and tried to pull his hand back, but it wouldn't budge; in fact, it was sucked even deeper. Soliuxiang's handsome features remained unchanged as she silently watched Zack with a cold, ruthless gaze filled with curiosity and interest.

Zack clenched his other hand into a fist and swung it with all his might at Su Liuxiang's pretty face. The sensation was like hitting a soft, water-filled sack, without any impact on bone.

Zach finally realized. The naked woman in front of him was also a monster.

"So you finally realized? Well then, the show is officially about to begin?"

The excruciating pain, like hundreds of needles piercing my arm, came from where it had been sucked in.

"I'm melting your hand."

Zack drew a short sword from his robes and plunged it forcefully into Soliuxiang's pretty face. But how was this any different from plunging a short sword into a lake? With the short sword still embedded in her face, Soliuxiang whispered to Zack, "Sorry, I have resistance to physical attacks, so this kind of attack can't hurt me."

A pungent stench wafted over, and within seconds, the dagger, its blade melted, slid off Suo Liuxiang's face.

"Who exactly are you?"

"I'm a predatory slime. Time is limited, so I have to swallow you whole."

In an instant, Zack's arm was sucked into Su Liuxiang's body; the suction force was far beyond what a human could resist. His arm and shoulder were subsequently swallowed up.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Spare me!"

"Lilia!"

After calling out that name one last time, Zack's face was swallowed up by Solius's body. Zack was thus completely devoured...

Within minutes, there were no survivors left. Shalltear snapped her fingers, causing the vampire to drain the last survivor of their blood.

Soliuxiang walked from the direction of the carriage, and suddenly a rotting arm appeared on her face. It was Zack's still-struggling arm. She shoved the arm back in, indicating that she wanted Zack to "enjoy himself all day long" inside her.

"Predatory slimes are really something... Want to play together next time?" Shalltear asked.

"No problem. But where do you plan to get the toys?"

"I want to capture them when someone invades and beg Lord Ainz to grant them to me."

"Then, please don't forget to count me in. I want to swallow them up to my chest, and leave the rest out."

After changing the horse's reins, Sebastian called out from the driver's seat, "Solis, I'm all ready. We can set off now."

Solusian hurriedly ran into the carriage. Shalltear looked at Sebastian: "Well then, let's say goodbye to Sebastian here for now. I'm going to attack the bandits' lair and see if anyone knows any information that can please Lord Ainz."

"I see. It has been a pleasure to travel with you, Lady Shalltear."

"Thank you so much. See you in Nazarick."

The carriage continued its journey under the moonlight, leaving behind a trail of blood and wreckage, as if nothing had ever happened.

After the carriage had traveled some distance, the dull sound of horses' hooves came from the edge of the woods ahead.

Sebastian pulled on the reins, and the horses stopped at the same time.

A troop of cavalry emerged from the night, numbering about a hundred, clad in mithril-plated plate armor that gleamed dimly in the moonlight. They spread out in formation, blocking the road ahead.

A middle-aged, burly man stepped forward; he had an old scar on his face.

The burly man reined in his horse, looking down at the carriage. His gaze swept over the seemingly ordinary carriage before finally settling on Sebastian. Sebastian was impeccably dressed and had an extraordinary air about him, but his butler's attire and gray hair were clearly insignificant in the burly man's eyes.

"Hey, old man."

Gehrman's voice was rough, with his usual condescending tone. He spurred his horse forward half a step, the horse's breath almost hitting Sebastian's face.

"What are you doing driving on this road in the middle of the night? What's in the car?"

Sebastian looked up.

His wrinkled face was expressionless. His light gray eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool, showing neither fear nor anger, but simply looking at the cavalryman before him with quiet composure.

Gehrman felt uncomfortable under that gaze and subconsciously tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

"I'm asking you a question!"

He dismounted, his boots slamming heavily on the ground, and strode up to Sebastian, reaching out to lift the carriage curtain.

"Who's inside? Come out!"

Sebastian remained motionless. He simply turned slightly to the side, using his body to block Gehrman's hand. The movement was casual, yet it left Gehrman's hand suspended in mid-air, unable to reach in no matter what.

"Sir," Sebastian's voice was low but clear, "these are my young lady's personal belongings in the carriage, and it's inconvenient to show them. Please understand."

Gehrman narrowed his eyes and placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, looking as if he was about to attack Sebastian.