Self-Awareness: The "Guidance" Tang Zheng Could Provide

The atmosphere in the Throne Room was silent.

Albedo and the other Floor Guardians quietly awaited the next order from the Supreme Being seated upon the throne.

Demiurge had risen to his feet again. Clearly, he had not received any "substantive" punishment.

"Albedo?"

Ainz's voice broke the silence.

"With insufficient intelligence, prioritizing a probe against either side has its own advantages and disadvantages. We can only choose according to Lord Ainz's personal preference."

Albedo bowed, her chest leaning forward to reveal its perfect curves. After hesitating for two seconds, she spoke calmly. "Personally, I believe both the Council State and the Slane Theocracy are nations we must guard against. It would not matter even if we probed both sides at once."

Tap!

"—Too risky." Ainz's white skeletal hand, adorned with a magic ring, subconsciously tapped the throne's armrest. He did not agree.

The Guardians of the Nazarick Great Tomb shared certain views: "Everything outside Nazarick is an inferior life-form," "Aside from a very few individuals, Human Species and Demi-Human Species are weaklings that must be exterminated," and so on.

This had caused the Floor Guardians to hold an arrogant attitude that, deep down, never regarded the surrounding nations as worthy of notice.

Seeing Ainz react this way—

"I misspoke."

"Given the current situation, every nation should be treated with caution." The black wings behind Albedo trembled once as she lowered her head in apology.

"Indeed."

Ainz nodded. "Then the next course of action—"

—Dolor Desert.

Rumble!

A deafening peal of thunder rang out beneath the cloudless sky. A streak of sky-blue light appeared high above, then in an instant transformed into a rushing, crystal-clear waterfall cascading downward.

Mist gathered!

Layer upon layer of rainbow halos formed in the sky, creating an astonishingly miraculous sight in this barren desert.

"May the