"Boring little tricks. It seems my previous warning wasn't enough to make you aban-"
"-don those little thoughts. But honestly, can't you tell? You have no hope of escaping from us. We don't even need to trouble the Sword Saint or Lord Ainz to take action. Any single servant among us is more than you can handle. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Demiurge's glasses reflected light. "Stop wasting Lord Ainz's time. This operation was my mistake; I will accept punishment afterward. Honestly, I am very displeased right now. Where did you low-intelligence humans get the confidence to use these titles? Especially that Undead over there, who allowed you to use the title King of the Undead!"
Davernoch stood behind Geno.
His thoughts were simple; he only wanted to follow the boss and find an opportunity to escape from these powerful enemies. But he hadn't expected that even though he had deliberately kept a low profile, that man in glasses still targeted him.
Davernoch felt truly innocent hearing Demiurge's questioning, because the title King of the Undead wasn't something he called himself, but something spread by humans who had seen him. Moreover, he really didn't understand why Demiurge cared about this title. Could it be that the Supreme One was an Undead? He looked up nervously at the black-robed Magic Caster, but he didn't sense any Undead aura from him. Besides, if that Supreme One were an Undead, there was no reason for the Sword Saint to travel with them.
Ainz noticed the Sword Saint glance at him because of Demiurge's words and quickly sent a private Message to Demiurge: "Shh! Don't mention this in front of the Sword Saint. I don't care about that title either. Whatever you do, don't bring this up again!"
"I am deeply sorry. It was a momentary lapse of composure. Not only did I fail the investigation task, but I've also shown such an unsightly side due to impatience. I hope Lord Ainz will grant me the punishment I deserve afterward."
Demiurge also quickly realized his slip of the tongue. At this moment, he felt his performance was truly terrible. But he really couldn't bear his major mistake. If his intelligence gathering hadn't been flawed, Lord Ainz wouldn't have risked inviting the Sword Saint to join them on today's mission. If he had known this group only had empty titles, he wouldn't have needed Lord Ainz to deign to deal with such minor characters.
Davernoch answered weakly at this time, "It was the humans who called me that."
"..."
Demiurge looked up at Davernoch.
Davernoch felt that terrifying killing intent and was confused for a moment. He had clearly explained it, so why was this guy even angrier? This man in glasses didn't seem to have this kind of personality, so why did he look so furious? Although he didn't understand how he had offended the man in glasses, Davernoch didn't plan to wait for death and was ready to release magic to protect himself at any time.
"Wait, we are willing to surrender, but please, my lord, have mercy and spare our lives! Our wealth and influence in the Kingdom will surely be of help to you! Lady Sword Saint, with our help, we can help the Empire take the Kingdom within a year—no, half a year—without any loss! We are far more valuable alive than dead. And we have nothing to do with the Goddess Cult you want to investigate; we are also people who have suffered because of the Goddess Cult!"
When the Six Arms decided to break through by force, the cadres of the Eight Fingers, who had little combat power, all knelt on the ground begging for mercy. Seeing Ainz Ooal Gown unmoved, they tried to appeal to the Sword Saint.
But they didn't know the Sword Saint didn't work for the Blood Emperor at all and was indifferent to whether the Empire could take the Kingdom. Thus, trying to persuade the Sword Saint with such conditions was impossible. However, these people truly had nothing more to offer. As for information on the Goddess Cult, they really didn't know much, or they would have used it as a bargaining chip long ago.
Seeing that he had attracted the opponent's attention, Geno decisively threw several smoke bombs and used the wind from his punches to extinguish the surrounding torches, then shouted to his subordinates, "Disperse and use the secret passages to escape! Meet at the old place once you're out!"
The members of the Six Arms all reacted quickly.
The cadres who had just knelt also scrambled up, wanting to run toward the secret passages, but they didn't notice that Ainz and the others remained calm in the face of this situation.
"Demiurge, Sebas, deal with this rabble." He already couldn't bear to watch any longer.
What exactly gave Geno the confidence to think that mere darkness and mist could block their vision? One must know that they all possessed various area-of-effect vision abilities; basic night vision and X-ray vision were certainly mastered. Unless one used very high-tier, resistance-ignoring priority magic skills, it was impossible for them to be affected by such petty tricks.
Ainz looked at the Sword Saint and her companion behind him and found that the Sword Saint, like her maid, was unaffected. As expected, these basics were essential for the strong.
"Arghhh!!!"
"Don't come over here!!!"
In the darkness.
Demiurge and Sebas's slaughter was completely unaffected; the opponents even became weaker and easier to kill because of the environment they had created. The Eight Fingers group, which held great infamy in the Kingdom, and its Security Department, the Six Arms, were all easily wiped out.
Tsukasa had followed Ainz Ooal Gown on this mission, but she basically had no oppor-
-tunity to take action. One reason was that the opponents were too weak, and the other was that Ainz's subordinates were very powerful.
She even had a feeling that these subordinates of Ainz Ooal Gown didn't seem much weaker than their master, Ainz Ooal Gown, in terms of attributes. However, this didn't mean Ainz Ooal Gown was weak, as Tsukasa did feel a faint sense of threat from him.
The operation ended.
The group returned to the inn Ainz had booked.
"I'm sorry for making you come all this way for nothing."
Ainz said apologetically to the Sword Saint.
After interrogating the leader of the Eight Fingers and the surrendered cadre, they hadn't gained much information about the Goddess Cult. They only learned that the various departments of the Eight Fingers had been largely infiltrated by the Goddess Cult. Today's meeting of the Eight Fingers cadres was actually to discuss this matter, as they had even been forced by the Goddess Cult to the point of having to disband the organization.
"It wasn't entirely without gain."
Tsukasa offered a word of comfort.
Then she prepared to take her leave.
Ainz felt embarrassed to have the Sword Saint stay; this was entirely their blunder. They had originally thought the opponent was a powerhouse from the Goddess Cult, which was why they invited the Sword Saint to assist. Who would have thought it was just a ragtag bunch? This was a massive loss of face. Ainz now perfectly understood why Demiurge had lost control of his emotions earlier.
"The Sword Saint won't think I'm a coward, will she?"
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