"They still haven't talked?"
"No, Lord Ainz."
The one answering Ainz's question was Albedo, the overseer of the Great Tomb, but the two of them were not currently in the Great Tomb of Nazarick. They were busy within the royal palace in the kingdom's capital.
Ainz was no longer merely the supreme ruler of Nazarick; he was also the sole king of the Sorcerer Kingdom. Many matters required his approval before they could be implemented.
At present, there was only one major problem with governing: Ainz himself had no talent for administration. Faced with the enormous number of documents submitted by the Guardians, Ainz could not even be sure whether he had divided the sentences correctly.
Fortunately, the Guardians were more than capable at handling affairs. As long as Ainz determined the next broad direction, the entire Sorcerer Kingdom could continue developing. Having him review these documents was merely a necessary formality.
After quickly skimming through the documents one by one and leaving his mark with the large seal, Ainz asked Albedo, who stood quietly at his side, "If they haven't talked, has Shizu managed to crack their equipment?"
Albedo answered with a guilty expression, "No, Lord Ainz. Those suits of armor and weapons are extremely difficult to dismantle and analyze. Shizu believes that whoever can manufacture such weapons possesses strength no less formidable than Nazarick's."
"Oh... is that so?" Ainz's hand paused as he pressed down the large seal. He was considering the origins of those strange knights.
After capturing those knights and handing them over to the interrogators, Ainz had concluded that they were not some so-called Easter egg. Everything they said and did revealed the existence of a sufficiently vast setting.
They called the interrogators xenos, referred to magic as sorcery, and claimed that the Imperium of