The Grand Game Begins! Ramposa III Steps Down

As Ainz planned to seek opinions and suggestions from Ainzach and Laxil, the two Guild masters.

At this moment!

At the gates of E-Rantel.

Under the scorching noon sun, the shadows cast by the city walls had shrunk to their shortest, and the armored soldiers were drenched in sweat.

They had no choice but to support themselves with the lances in their hands, doing their best to stand straight and preserve a shred of the Kingdom's dignity.

Drip~

Drip~

Mayor Panasolei's obese body swayed slightly as he continuously used a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Mayor, why don't you take a rest first?" Seeing that the white lining beneath Panasolei's formal attire had been completely soaked through, the civil official could not help but remind him.

"Phew~, no."

Panasolei pressed his pale lips together, shook his head while panting, and supported his heavy body with the ruby-studded ceremonial staff in his hand. "Judging by the time, the envoy coming to receive E-Rantel should be arriving soon, phew~."

"At a time like this, we absolutely cannot show any discourtesy and give them an excuse to make further excessive demands.

"—Then I would become a sinner of the nation."

After saying all that, Panasolei's breathing became noticeably heavier.

He knew that ceding national territory had already stirred tremendous negative reactions among the populace, affecting both the nation and the Royal Family.

Ordinary people could not understand it. They even cursed the king and nobles for their incompetence.

But even here at the border!

Panasolei could still feel the pressure on His Majesty the King, and he also understood that this was the most correct choice for the country at present.

The civil official wanted to persuade him again, but ultimately swallowed the words.

He desperately wanted to say