I just feel that this demon king is truly stubborn…

"Then let's do as you say, my Demon King... So? What is it about Ainz Ooal Gown that you're planning to get involved with?"

"He hasn't appeared in front of us for many days, which makes people wonder if he has encountered some troublesome situation."

"That being said, since he cannot appear before you, we cannot obtain any information. Even with this book, it is impossible to achieve the same level of real-time tracking as satellite positioning."

That is indeed true.

While Yan Ming was thinking about Ainz Ooal Gown, he and Woz entered a restaurant.

To be precise, it's a place like a bar.

"Welcome! Please take a seat here, this is the only available seat we have right now."

The waitresses welcomed them in very warmly, but actually, they were only so enthusiastic because they saw the stainless steel nameplates they were wearing.

Advanced adventurers are inevitably associated with the word "rich".

The restaurant was almost full, and Yan Ming and Woz went to the only two-person seat available.

We ordered a few simple dishes, and they were all served in no time.

Yan Ming ordered... a lemon cocktail, a carefully pan-fried premium monster steak, and a salad.

Wozniak's suggestion was a cup of black tea, a lemon tart, and...

White mushrooms... pizza?

Yan Ming looked at Woz in surprise, but the other casually cut off a slice of pizza and put it in his mouth.

"...Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm just curious, you actually like to eat white mushrooms."

"White mushrooms? Ah, this... Although it tastes and feels like this, its color and texture remind me of manna."

Manna...?

Yan Ming thought for a moment and immediately understood what Woz meant by manna.

In the Bible, the Ark of the Covenant, given by God, provided daily sustenance for people walking in the desert, with double portions on Saturdays, which were shared together with Sunday's portion.

That's a food called manna.

It's white and tastes like fried dough. People back then relied on this food every day to get through their long desert journey.

…Although this is the case, it is just a legendary record, and no one believes it to be a real thing.

So, in other words...

Why did you associate that with that kind of thing?

"No...it's nothing, just take it as something I said casually."

Woz shook his head and continued eating the pizza in his hand.

"The real reason I like eating this kind of white food is probably because I miss it."

"Did you... often eat white foods in the past?"

"Yes, a long time ago... Oops, I've gone off on a tangent."

Woz waved his hand dismissively and continued enjoying the food in front of him.

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Having already eaten breakfast, they left the restaurant.

"So, my Demon King, what do you intend to do today?"

"Let's accept the adventurers' requests first, as always."

Since they didn't know how to increase the Omaguchi Descent Calendar KT's record of this world's history more quickly, Yan Ming and his companions could only complete various adventurers' requests every day.

However, he occasionally helps people in need while completing his missions, and this alone is already very meaningful to Yan Ming.

They continued walking forward down the street.

At this time...

At the far end, a large crowd had gathered.

"...What happened over there?"

Woz and Yan Ming approached together and saw that there were a lot of people.

At the same time, a wailing sound came from the center.

"So what? I told you, if you don't have money, shut up and stop talking nonsense, understand?!"

"But... but all I want is to leave here with my mother...!"

"Who gave you permission to do that kind of thing? Are you kidding me! Are you talking back?!"

"Waaaaahh ...

A violent middle-aged man was stomping on the boy in front of him—he was almost dead.

This person was not his father... just a bully who was simply harassing this young and helpless child.

The good thing is, no one around seemed to dare to approach.

"What are you all looking at? Do you believe I'll beat all of you busybodies to death?!"

Adventurers probably wouldn't get involved in this kind of thing... after all, it's not a quest, and there's no benefit to be gained from it.

The onlookers quickly dispersed, not daring to approach the man at all.

"...Woz."

Seeing this, Yan Ming naturally couldn't just sit idly by.

"I understand, my Demon King."

Having worked alongside Yan Ming for so long, Woz naturally understood his thoughts.

The two then decided to step forward, defeat the man, and rescue the child he was bullying.

At times like this—

Someone else got there first, even faster than them.

"Huh...?"

Wozniak and Yan Ming both noticed it from where they were standing.

A black shadow.

To be precise, he was a man wearing a black suit, with white hair, who looked middle-aged or older.

Despite his advanced age, the man appeared remarkably robust.

That person, with an extremely strange speed and pace, instantly darted through the crowd.

"So fast... speed."

Normal people would naturally not be able to reach this level.

Yan Ming immediately looked towards the center of the crowd.

The old man had already arrived in front of the man.

"Where did you, you old geezer, come from?"

The man in the suit wore an expression as hard as iron.

Perhaps intimidated by his imposing presence, the man's expression changed slightly, but he still refused to give up.

"Stop giving me that annoying look. He's just an old man! Trying to meddle in other people's business, huh?!"

Amidst gasps and stares from the crowd, the man immediately raised his fist and slammed it mercilessly into his face.

"Go there!"

He didn't even finish saying the word "die".

To everyone else, the old man hadn't moved an inch; his hands were simply kept by his sides.

A whooshing sound followed.

Then, the man's face contorted as if he had been hit by a shot put, his front teeth and nose splattered with blood, and he was instantly sent flying far away.

"Wh-what?"

"What happened? Just now..."

"Wow, amazing! Did that old man make it?!"

The crowd discussed it amongst themselves, but only Yan Ming could tell what kind of situation the man was in.

He did slap him.

However, it was done at a speed that ordinary people could not even perceive, in less than a second.

Therefore, the average person cannot perceive this level of speed.

The old man then turned around, took care of the boy, and even gave him a bottle of medicine to heal his injuries.

After that, the crowd dispersed.

No one dared to care what had happened to the man who had collapsed. After settling the matter, the old man walked to the other side of the street.

"That person..."

"You noticed it too, didn't you?"

Both Woz and Yan Ming sensed things that ordinary people could not understand.

Aura.

While the palm strike was powerful, what was most formidable to the two of them was the old man's aura.

The moment it strikes, it gives off a sense of oppression, like a fierce tiger.

But afterwards, he completely suppressed that aura.

As the two were discussing him, they discovered that the other person, who was supposed to leave, seemed to have noticed them.

They even... came right in front of them.

"you…"

Yan Ming and Woz were somewhat puzzled, but the old man then observed the two of them.

"You are... the people that Lord Ainz mentioned who need special treatment, right?"

Lord Ainz...?

Upon hearing the familiar address, Yan Ming and Woz were completely certain of each other's identities.

"Are you Ainz...Ainz Ooal Gown's subordinate?"

"Yes, my name is Sebastian. Lord Ainz has told me about you two."

He cleared his throat and then looked at them seriously.

"...They said that we should regard you as allies with special status and treat you with absolute friendliness."

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Volume 3, OVERLORD: Chapter 52 A Fair and Just Contest?

Solusian Epsilon

She is one of the battle maid groups called "Pleiades" within the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

Her race is a slime-like substance, and she is currently acting as a young lady in this country at Ainz Ooal Gown's behest.

With her long, golden twin ponytails and stunningly beautiful figure, she naturally attracts many suitors, all of whom she rejects.

Men with villainous thoughts were all dissolved into her body.

She quickly tidied up her current human appearance and took a short breath—

Then they heard a sound coming from the other side of the gate.

"Has Lord Sebastian returned...?"

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