Ainz Ooal Gown: Noble Knight

'First, to test whether the dragon is in the kingdom. Second, to spread false information, making the dragon believe that Feifei is an ally, thus inducing the dragon to contact Feifei. Third, to pave the way for Feifei to become the core of the kingdom.'

'That's killing three birds with one stone... What's wrong with Demiurge's brain?'

Ainz couldn't help but feel a sense of awe towards his guardian.

But then, a thought suddenly popped into my head.

Ainz remembered something.

If he were to personally play the role of Fei Fei in this project...

Ainz broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

"Demiurge." Ainz decided to test Demiurge.

“Yes, Lord Ainz,” Demiurge replied immediately.

"Have you conveyed all these script details to Pandora?"

A meaningful smile appeared on Demiurge's cunning face.

"of course not."

Ainz's jaw opened slightly.

Chapter 71 Ainz's Guilty Feelings

Ainz's jaw opened slightly.

“After all,” Demiurge continued with an assertive tone, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, “it was you, Lord Ainz, who created Pandora, and his strategies and wisdom must have been inherited from you.”

He adjusted his glasses.

"Then there's no need for that. I only gave a general overview, and Pandora understood everything."

Demiurge bowed slightly, his face full of respect.

"Of course, if Lord Ainz were to go in person, then mentioning it would probably be redundant."

Ainz's jawline opened even wider, and a forced, calming green light flashed across his body.

'what……'

He let out a silent groan in his heart.

'Pandora, that guy, actually managed to create that effect entirely on his own?'

'No, wait.'

'The main point is, if I were to play the role, wouldn't Demiurge even give me a general direction...?'

So, you mean I have to improvise entirely?

A complex mix of emotions welled up inside Ainz.

'Thank goodness I didn't go in person.'

He silently rejoiced in his heart.

'What if I go and mess it up in front of the citizens...'

Ainz dared not think any further.

He forced himself to remain calm and continued the conversation.

“Hmm.” Ainz affirmed the operation. “Demiurge, you and Pandora… did a good job.”

Demiurge gave another German military salute.

"Lord Ainz, you flatter us. We were just doing our duty."

Ainz looked at Demiurge's raised right hand, and from the perspective of a German military salute alone, the posture was impeccably standard.

Ainz, a seasoned expert in this field, affirmed Demiurge's actions.

However, the fact that Demiurge did this in front of the other Guardians still filled Ainz with an indescribable sense of shame.

'here we go again……'

He groaned silently to himself.

A flash of green light, exuding forced calm, swept across his body.

Ainz was about to speak up and stop Demiurge.

Tell him that this action is too shameful and that he should not do it again.

but.

Ainz's gaze lingered on Demiurge's face for a moment.

The two people who deserve the most credit in this operation are Demiurge and Pandoracz.

One is the planner of the plan, and the other is the executor of the plan.

Both of them were enthusiasts of the German military salute.

Pandora goes without saying; that move was originally designed for him by Ainz, and he performed it with effortless grace.

Demiurge, on the other hand, took the initiative to learn and incorporate Pandora's etiquette into his daily life after seeing her performance.

If Ainz were to speak up and stop it now...

The subordinate who deserves the most credit has just painstakingly executed a successful plan and is reporting to their superior. The superior's first words are, "Could you please stop giving that salute?"

Ainz imagined the scene in his mind.

That's incredibly incompetent.

'At least as a superior, one should never say something like that at a time like this.'

Ainz decided to hold back.

Ainz tried his best to ignore Demiurge's shameful actions.

Demiurge was clearly unaware of the complex emotions running through Ainz's mind.

“Lord Ainz,” Demiurge continued, “all we need to do now is wait for the hero’s name, Flying Adventurer, to spread throughout the capital.”

"Those citizens witnessed Fei Fei's heroic feat of defeating the Demon King. The name of the 'Dark' Squad, a team of adamantite-grade adventurers, will soon spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital."

"With the eldest prince Balbro already dead in this attack, a huge power vacuum will emerge in the kingdom's power structure. As the 'hero who avenged the eldest prince,' Feifei will naturally be courted by all sides."

Demiurge's lips curved upwards even further.

"At that time, both the second prince Zanak and the nobles of the aristocratic faction will need to win over Feifei, so that Nazarick can obtain core intelligence from the upper echelons of the kingdom through them."

As Ainz listened to these analyses, he suddenly understood.

'I see……'

He thought to himself silently.

'Not only should Feifei be made a hero, but he should also be made a target of contention among the various forces in the capital. In this way, Feifei's identity will be firmly embedded in the core of the kingdom's power.'

Ainz learned a little more.

Although he still felt he probably couldn't come up with such a meticulous plan.

Yau sat on Ainz's right leg bone and swung his legs, which were dangling in the air.

"So, next, can we gather more information about that dragon through Feifei?"

“Exactly.” Demiurge turned to her and nodded slightly. “However, this will take time.”

"The spread of fame and the dissemination of information both take time."

“Until then,” Demiurge pushed up his glasses, “Feifei needs to continue operating in the capital as a Steel-class adventurer, taking on quests, maintaining his reputation, and waiting for that dragon to come to him.”

As Ainz sat in his seat, listening to Demiurge's layer-by-layer analysis, he felt that his understanding of the plan had deepened.

But at the same time, he felt that this plan seemed to have no end.

'Testing the waters, acting, waiting for news, and then possibly having to keep acting...'

Ainz sighed silently to himself.

But his expression remained unchanged.

“Demiurge,” Ainz said, his voice steady.

"Yes, sir." Demiurge immediately bowed.

"You will continue to be responsible for the follow-up matters."

"Yes, Lord Ainz."

Demiurge straightened up and gave another standard German military salute.

Ainz's jawbone opened up a crack again.

The green light, which forced a sense of calm, flashed again.

'here we go again……'

He groaned silently to himself, but ultimately said nothing.

Yau and Mare jumped off Ainz's leg bone.

The two little ones stood together, one lively and the other shy, forming a stark contrast.

“Lord Ainz,” Yaw looked up, his heterochromatic eyes filled with admiration, “then Mare and I will head back first.”

"Okay." Ainz nodded. "Go ahead."

"Goodbye, Lord Ainz..." Mare said softly, following behind his sister toward the exit.

Albedo's voice came from behind Ainz.

She stood behind Ainz, watching Demiurge with a subtle look in her eyes.

"Demeurge".

"Ok?"

“That move…” Albedo’s lips twitched slightly, “How much longer are you going to keep doing it?”