Albedo was not the only one whose indescribable worry and unease were growing increasingly intense.
Ainz Ooal Gown had also sensed that something was wrong.
He had been in this world for several days now, so he naturally understood exactly what kind of perfect image he had become in the hearts of his subordinates.
Even in his previous state, he had needed a certain amount of pretense.
But now.
The difficulty of maintaining that pretense had increased infinitely.
Ainz Ooal Gown had even begun to regret removing that restriction, but at the same time, he clearly understood that his former self had not really been him.
The contradiction between the two left him extremely distressed.
However, he could not relax even for a moment now.
Pretend!
He had to put everything he had into pretending!
Ainz Ooal Gown began to straighten his chest, struggling to imitate his former appearance.
Fortunately, this skeletal body was truly powerful. As long as he controlled it carefully, he would no longer make those unconscious movements from before.
Ainz Ooal Gown was secretly astonished.
He could now feel his body's strength even more clearly. Mana surged through his soul, everything in the world had become abnormally fragile, and profound spells had been deeply imprinted in his mind.
It was as if what had been unlocked was not merely the restriction on his body.
It was also the restriction on his soul.
For the first time, his soul had truly come into contact with this world, this body, and these powers.
Not long after, Albedo returned.
"Lord Ainz." Albedo cautiously approached Ainz Ooal Gown, apparently still worried because of his anger just now. "Most of those insects are not in life-threatening danger, but a few of the weaker ones seem to have been frightened to death.