The moment Demigorous returned to the Great Tomb, he went to pay his respects to the Bone King.
"Lord Ainz."
Demigorous gave a respectful bow.
"You said in your message that you had something important to report. Couldn't you have told me through a magical transmission?"
Momonga frowned at Demigorous. After some initial testing, he was sure the Great Tomb's NPCs were loyal—perhaps even too loyal, to the point of fanaticism.
Demigorous in particular came up with all sorts of ideas every day, leaving Momonga at a loss.
"I encountered a troublesome opponent this time, and I was worried our magical communications might be intercepted."
Demigorous answered truthfully.
"Was it that woman in black stockings?"
Albedo, standing beside Momonga, still held a grudge against Scathach for injuring her.
"No, but I can't be sure they're not connected. The one who came this time was a high-ranking Devil."
Demigorous adjusted his glasses as he spoke.
He then slowly recounted everything that had happened when Capibaha appeared.
"This is the Fel Seed he gave me. I've already sealed it with a magical item."
As Demigorous spoke, he handed over the sealed box.
Momonga took out his own dimensional pocket and used several scrolls to examine it.
"There's no magical energy leaking out. The Great Tomb itself has anti-surveillance properties, so there's no need to worry."
Only after finishing his preparations did he gesture for Demigorous to open it.
Even with every precaution in place, Momonga remained cautious.
As a max-level mage, Momonga's expression had already changed when Demigorous brought out the Fel Seed.
"This is completely outside the game, and this feeling..."
Momonga, who had already learned a little about this world, had once taken an interest in Martial Skills and had also heard rumors about dragons.
He understood that this world