overlord holy black dragon king

a few days later.

In E. Rantel, Ainz was wearing pitch-black armor, a bright red cloak, and walking on the streets of the city with two giant swords on his back that were difficult for ordinary people to lift.

Even though it was his first day as an adventurer, he was particularly eye-catching.

However, it was not only his "exaggerated" armor that caught the eye, but also the girl who was half a body behind her. With her radiant appearance, even though her face was as cold as ice, the men who passed her couldn't help but take a second look.

The line of sight attracted by such a combination made the skeleton under the armor tremble a little.

'It's a shame to be watched all the time.'

Although, the identity of the undead restricted him, and it was difficult for him to have large emotional fluctuations.

Although, everyone's attention is more focused on Nabei.

Ainz couldn't help but cast a glance at this loyal subordinate, he really wanted to know how the latter managed to stay calm.

'Maybe, from Nabe's perspective, there are only a bunch of bugs flying around? '

Ainz withdrew his gaze and sighed softly.

Even though he has become an undead now, his feelings as a human have faded a lot, but he still remembers his former identity and maintains his human conscience.

At present, human thinking still occupies a dominant position.

If he wants to ignore life like Nabe, it's not that he can't do it, but he doesn't want to do it yet.

This may be his last conscience.

Fortunately, they met friendly teammates on the first day they became adventurers and received their first commission.

Thinking of this, Ainz felt relieved.

Anyway, I have decided to make a name for myself, and it will be a matter of time before I get noticed, so it's okay to get used to it now.

Moreover, the NPCs in the guild had a surprisingly high opinion of him, and Nabe probably did the same.

In any case, you can't show any gaffes in front of your subordinates.

Ainz stepped a little harder, trying to show a more natural state.

However, when walking in the city, there is always an indescribable "weird feeling" in my heart.

It's like some animals' innate sense of crisis, smelling an unusual but indescribable smell.

Ainz had this feeling in his heart at the moment.

"Since just now, there have been traces of magic being installed in the alleys and corners of the street. Is this the original security method of this city?"

Due to the limited magic power that the warrior's perception skills can perceive, he can only see some superficial things, without close observation, he is not clear about the type of magic.

The only information that can be obtained is only two:

One is that these magics are set up today, and the other is that the person who set up these magics is a layman.

If Ainz were to set it up, it would be a piece of cake to prevent others from easily noticing its existence, but these crude traces of magic all exposed the magical power of the setter.

'Maybe something big is going to happen'

A thought suddenly came to Ainz's heart that even he couldn't believe, but it was immediately rejected.

"How could it be that I was overthinking, I just came to this city today, no one should know us, not to mention that this crude magic trace does not seem to be set by YGGDRASIL players."

'Maybe it's just some contradictions within the city. Anyway, it shouldn't have anything to do with us, so it's better not to be nosy. '

This kind of inferior magic is not enough to cause him trouble, and the magic setter must also be a novice, so it will not pose a threat to him.

In addition, it was his first day in the city, and he had to try his best to avoid making some eye-catching moves and getting involved in unnecessary troubles.

So, there is no need to go out of your way to check it out.

Ainz just glanced at it, put aside the thoughts in his mind, and headed to the outskirts of Yelan Tier.

He made an appointment with the adventurer teammates he met today, and gathered outside the gate of Yelan Tier.

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At the same time, on the roof of a certain house, Melo was looking at the direction Ainz left.

Evileye poked his head out from behind, and followed Melo's line of sight:
"Is that the aftershock that came this time? It looks like a powerful warrior."

"warrior?"

Melo sneered and said, "That's a disguise, the guy under the mask is an undead."

In front of his "eyes", there is no magic that can deceive him, even advanced illusions cannot be maintained.

His "eyes" can reach the "truth".

The pitch-black armor made by magic is like a fake.

Evileye frowned.

"Undead? It can be judged that the person who descended this time is a person who endangers the world."

The undead take pleasure in torturing and killing the living. This is common sense that even ordinary people know.

However, Evileye could feel that Melo's mood at the moment was more pleasant, which meant that this operation had gained a lot.

"Did you see anything?"

"Well, I got a lot of information."

After a pause, Melo raised a finger: "The first is the undead. It is equipped with equipment that prevents magic power detection. This kind of equipment is only useful for magic power professions. It can use armor and long swords. It should be some kind of warrior-like skill."

YGGDRASIL's job system is different from that of this world, and he cannot use equipment other than his job. This is the information he got from his player "friend".

"Secondly, while using warrior-like skills, the original ability cannot be used."

As he said that, Melo looked straight down, deep in the alley where "bad" magic was set, where passers-by couldn't see, an old man with pale skin was hiding in the corner, facing the wall motionless.

There was a dim red light in the eyes.

This is the "true culprit" who has set up magic.

However, Ainz didn't notice the existence of this person, which meant that he couldn't use the detection magic of the magic system.

"at last."

The corners of Melo's mouth raised slightly, and he said with a smile: "It should be the kind of person who doesn't like to meddle in other people's business."

"really."

Evileye also responded and nodded.

She could see that too.

If it was her, she would no doubt be curious by the traces of magic that suddenly appeared in the town.

Then, after a pause, Melo said, "But one thing is not sure, whether he is an NPC or a player."

This is not something that can be seen on the surface alone.

Regardless of whether NPCs have thoughts in the original world, in this world, they are equal to players, and they are all "creatures" endowed with life.

It doesn't seem to make a difference.

At least so far, referring to the NPCs left by "Eight Desire Kings" and the players who have descended on this land in the past 200 years, even his "eyes" can't tell the difference from the surface.

The difference can only be seen by using "world-class items" or special magic.

Evileye couldn't answer Melo's question either.

After thinking for a while, she asked:
"Does the plan need to be changed? If you can't confirm your identity, act rashly"

"unnecessary."

Before the words finished, Melo interrupted her, showing a mysterious smile: "The chess piece is ready, just take this opportunity to see if it is an NPC or a player."