"This is utterly unreasonable!" Ainz roared at the Random System. His obsession with finding his friends by any means necessary had actually weakened considerably because he was unwilling to kill Mare and Shalltear with his own hands.
The Random System immediately explained, "Ainz, think carefully. If we lose, Mare and Shalltear will still die. They'll die beneath Leman Russ's spear, without even leaving behind their souls. But if they die by your hand, they can at least retain their souls and have a chance at resurrection, can't they? Or to put it another way, as long as we win, their current deaths and suffering will only be temporary. But if we lose, everything will turn to nothing and be trampled beneath the Imperium of Man."
The Random System's words silenced Ainz. His gaze drifted between Mare and Shalltear, and it was clear that he was wavering.
"Lord Ainz." At that moment, Shalltear stepped forward of her own accord. She exposed her neck and said, "We Guardians were born to serve the Supreme Beings with our lives. If Lord Ainz needs my life, I will offer it to you without complaint!"
"M-Me too!"
"Look at their resolve. What are you still hesitating for?" The Random System leaned against Ainz's back, and Albedo's soft body became the final straw that crushed Ainz's hesitation.
In that case... let's do it.
Ainz's hand stopped trembling. When he opened it again, Shalltear and Mare were caught in his palm like lambs awaiting slaughter.
"What should I do?"
"First, do this, then this..."
After some time, Mare and Shalltear's shrill screams echoed through the Great Tomb. At first, their pain would trigger Ainz's undead passive, Forced Calm, but as time went on, Ainz gradually grew accustomed to their screams and the sight of their bodies twisting