Adventurers' Conversation

Ainz spoke with complete confidence. "First, it was to draw away that attendant. Second, it was to let Blue Rose know that I'd noticed their surveillance as well."

"I see. As expected of you!" Naberal Gamma accepted Ainz's reasoning without hesitation and voiced her admiration.

But even now, she instinctively felt that probably hadn't been surveillance...

"Evileye, you've been staring for quite a while now." The blonde woman spoke as she sipped her coffee. "If you care that much, go talk to him."

"Guh..." The small masked girl made an indistinct sound.

"I want to talk to him too, but... but..."

She slammed her head against the table.

"Does he still remember what happened back then? If he's forgotten me, I'll be sad enough to die. And what if he thinks I'm some frivolous woman..."

"He just greeted us a moment ago, so he definitely hasn't forgotten you... Besides, Evileye, strictly speaking, you're already dead." Her companion delivered the sharp retort.

After all, Evileye was a vampire, a type of undead, so she was already dead.

Someone who had died, whose heart had stopped beating who knew how many years ago, could still develop feelings of love. The world truly was strange.

"Lord Momon~" Evileye stared at Ainz's retreating figure from afar and let out a faint murmur.

Evileye, race: vampire, age: 253—though she looked twelve by human standards, because she had become a vampire when she was twelve.

She had once been a calamity-class figure known as Evileye, destroying an entire human nation single-handedly. Now, she was a member of the adamantite-ranked adventurer team Blue Rose.

Ordinarily, for an undead to enter the Slane Theocracy, famed for its hatred of undead, was an extremely dangerous thing. Yet Evileye had still come. On one hand, she possessed a powerful