S-scary

Upon hearing Mares trembling voice echoing through the necklace, Aura immediately concurred.

Un. Scary.

So Ainz-sama can be this scary.

Aura and Mare understood well why their master was intentionally fighting like that.

To gauge his opponentthat was probably one of his aims, but that was not the only one.

He was aiming for one other major objective.

He was slowly dragging the opponent down like quicksand to stop him from escaping and would then go in for the kill.

When should someone choose to escape in a situation where they couldnt get a read on the other partys health? There were various opinions on this topic, but excluding cases like their attacks being completely ineffective on the opponent, it would be when their own health went below a certain threshold.

Then, what if their health mostly remained the same, but it was their mana that was getting worn down?

What if they already used a lot of their mana up till that point?

What if they felt like they could win with just one more push?

It was in everyones nature to be reluctant to cut their losses even when they knew that was the right thing to do. That was why everyone made their own rules from their own painful experiences and the information they had gained from others.

That meant that when ones battle experience was meager and the information they had on their opponent was nearly non-existent, they would have trouble deciding on the right moment to cut their losses.

Their master saw through that very point.

Especially since the opponent was a king, someone haughty and inexperienced at battling others whose strength was on par with himself. He was pushing him to a point where he couldnt easily cut his losses and escape.

All of those shameful utterances were a bluff. Although its rude to call him a monster, Ainz-sama really is one when it comes to a battle of wits isnt he...

Auras body slightly trembled.

Its understandable why Demiurge-san said that he is someone above even him...

Mare also trembled in sync.

Its also awesome how he is deliberately showing the guy that he is using the scrolls

All because he is trying to hide his own strength.

They couldnt help but feel fear at the deliberate actions he had taken. They also learned a lot at the same time.

Both of them felt how blessed they were to have one such as him standing above them.

A new wall appeared the very instant the previous one was smashed apart.

Decem hid his irritation behind a smile, realizing that the opponent was uselessly stalling for time.

He wondered how many times they had repeated this. Though he didnt count because it was tiresome, it should be at least 20 times by now.

The walls were weak enough to break apart in a single hit, but the opponent was deploying multiple at a time to avoid Behemoths blows.

{Mooks will use their brains in their own way...no, its different. Maybe I should say that they need to be so desperate because they can only use such weak magic.}

It was probably incorrect to call him a mook, but that undead was certainly weaker than his Behemoth. What Decem saw till now in this fight showed that he was right.

If that undead was stronger than Behemoth, he would have proactively attacked them. However, all he did was fumble around while doing his best to defend against Behemoth with spells. It was like he was relying on some third party to do the real work. Sure, Behemoth was taking damage every time he broke one of the walls, but that was trivial. It was unlikely that the undead was stupid enough to think that he could take down Behemoth with that alone.

{His attempt to damage Behemoth bit-by-bit was probably a ploy to help the humans who hes expecting to come here later...brings tears to my eyes really. Behemoths got far more health than you think, you know? Wont your mana run out first?}

Another wall was smashed and he can see the next one behind it.

Decem sighed.

Continuing with this farce any longer would be tiresome.

{Maybe that was his aim all along. To make me just leave them alone because it felt tiresomehow do I quickly deal with him?}

He already understood that it was not wise to deal with those walls one by one, but Behemoth unfortunately didnt have any special skills. If he wanted to ignore the walls, the only other choice was to walk around them. If he did that though, the enemy would just make another wall.

It would end up being a game of cat and mouse.

Decem could control and order elementals stronger than him. Generally, it would be impossible to summon or control those stronger than yourself, but due to one of the classes Decem had, he could ignore that restriction. However, it came with the price that his mana would be gradually consumed while the summon was fighting.

It was not like he had to concentrate while using Behemoth, so Decem could use magic at the same time. Although, doing that would reduce the time he could keep Behemoth active.

{It cant be helped. Should I just use an attack spell? Behemoth and Me. He shouldnt have any leeway to create new walls while taking on both of our attacks.}

Decem could use Tenth-Tier magic.

A realm that the magic casters of this world could never reach even with all of their effortsa tier only allowed for the chosen few.

That said, he could only barely use it because he had specialized in summoning. He was certainly not good at it, though it should be enough to deal with something like that undead easily. Butwas it fine to use his precious mana like that? He hesitated, wondering if he should save it for Behemoth instead.

{I have to somehow make that undead understand that humans cant do anything to me. That would probably make him stop trying to buy time...}

He already said as much, but it didnt look like the other side believed him.

No, even he could understand that it was only natural that they wouldnt believe him.

One does not simply believe the enemys words, but its not like Decem was lying either. No one was able to beat Behemoth till now, even the ancient dragons werent a match. Though they used Second-Tier magic to strengthen their bodies, they were still beaten into a pulp by Behemoth in the end.

Even Decem himself would inevitably die if he turned Behemoth into his opponent.

His father was probably the only one who could defeat Behemoth, but he was already dead. That meant that there was no one left who could.

{Hes probably thinking that he can win if I exhaust my mana, but thats wrong too...}

The undead was likely counting on taking down a magic caster whose mana was exhausted easily. That was probably a prediction made from his own experience as a magic caster.

Decem deigned to recognize that a part of its reasoning was correct.

If Decemsomeone who specialized in summoningused up all of his mana and was unable to use Behemoth anymore, his battle strength would drastically drop. However, that didnt mean that he himself was weak. As someone who stood at the pinnacle of druids, his body was stronger than most living beings.

The brittle human body would split into two with just a single blow from his fist. If he kicked someone who wore armor, it would leave a footprint on it while turning the soft meat inside into pulp from the impact.

He was confident that he could wipe out a human army of thousands, nay, tens of thousands with just his bodily strength alone.

Yet, if he was asked if it was alright to exhaust his mana, he couldnt be so sure.

He was a bit uneasy about it as he entrusted most of his battles to Behemoth till now. Killing a few thousand soldiers would mean that he would need to swing his fists thousands of times as well. He wouldnt know if his stamina would hold unless he tried, and most of all

{To fight directly by myselfto do an act as barbaric as dirtying this body with human blood is unthinkable.}

As someone proud of his nature as an elemental user, to swing a weapon at his opponent personally was nothing but savagery to him. He wanted to avoid that kind of battle at all costs.

What should he do then?

{I already consumed a lot of mana. I can still fight but...that doesnt mean I can do it for long using Behemoth. I will have to kill humans while keeping the grandchildren bound with magic. Taking that into account, I really dont have much leeway with my mana.}

He couldnt spend any more mana on that undead.

{Should I just ignore him and leave with the grandchildren? But he will probably just be summoned again...}

Then they would end up going through a similar fight again.

Thats not the way he wanted to do this at all.

He wanted to break their will by showing them who was the stronger one. He wanted to win the battle here and imprint on them that he was their superior.

Those two would continue to rebel against him if he didnt do that.

So that undead had to be destroyed completely.

{It all comes back to this, but how should I eliminate him?}

All of his opponents till now were no more than brittle branches that broke with a single punch from Behemoth. He never imagined a battle where he had to chase after the opponent who scurried here and there, trying to stall for time.

{Hnnnthis was a good experience. I should practice by killing those escaping worms as well the next time around. First, I should deal withthat.}

Decem glared at the wall standing in Behemoths way. Or, to be more precise, he was staring at the undead behind it.

{As I thought, theres no way around it. I should quickly kill him even if I have to use a large amount of mana. Its extremely, yes, extremely inelegant that an elemental user like me has to use attack magic but...it cant be helped. I dont want to fight physically so lets just bear with it.}

After resolving himself to it, Decem selected a spell and activated it.

[Shining Burst].

The Seventh-Tier spell caused an eruption of heat and light which manifested like the sun. The wall made of bones was blown away the instant the hemisphere of white light touched it, but the walls behind it stood undamaged.

{I see, so even a wide-area spell cant break through the inner walls.}

It would have been better for him if all the walls were dealt with at once, but finding out one of its characteristics was good enough. He would just have to choose a different spell next time with that information in mind.

Even wide-area spells differed slightly; some scattered and some exploded, while others radiated outwards.

Behemoths huge right fist of stone smashed through another wall and without a pause, his left fist also brought the last wall down. He finally caught the sight of the undead who looked flustered.

{He will just make another wall, wont he?}

Then all he had to do was cast a more suitable spell based on the now known information.

But what happened next was unexpected.

The undead started to walk away in an attempt to create some distance from Behemoth, and took an item out from under his robe. It was probably another scroll.

The Elves used the bark from a special kind of tree to make scrolls and could only inscribe druid spells up to the third tier on them. That undeads magic was not druidic, so Decem thought that was probably how scrolls looked for spells from a different system of magic.

{A low-tier spell? Is he mocking me? Does he think he can defend with just that? ...Or do the scrolls he uses contain higher-tier spells? ...But when did he even get them? A special type of summon?}

The undead burned the scroll, activating the spell stored.

Wha!?

A dense fog spread out with the undead at its center, covering Decems entire field of vision, reducing his visibility to only a few meters. The fog was so milky thick that he could only look ahead by maybe five meters at most.

More irritating magic from his opponent.

He was about to cast an attack spell, but it wouldnt be effective unless he had a clear line of sight; It was the same for wide-area magic. That undead used the scroll while walking, so he should be moving right now. It was possible that the target was not in range even if he attacked the spot he last saw him.

Decem commanded Behemoth to search for the undead but realized that its movement was dull.

Behemoths senses relied on its eyes, so it couldn't find the enemy because of the fog.

{If thats how it is going to be,} Decem thought. He cast the Fourth-Tier spell, [Tremor Sense].

This spell allowed him to sense even the smallest amount of tremors, allowing him to find his opponent's position. It was more effective on land but a floor should work as well. But

{What? He is nowhere around, you say?}

[Tremor Sense] told him that the two grandchildren were still here even though he couldnt see them through the fog. The tremors were probably caused by them changing their postures. It was hard to think that the undead would escape by teleportation, thus leaving them behind. It was even harder to believe that the summon was canceled. Then, what happened? Decem soon stumbled upon the reason.

{He is not touching the floor! He is floating in the air!}

He didnt realize it because the enemy previously only used his legs to run when he tried to escape, but he had to be floating through some means.

[Tremor Sense] could sense even the most trivial of vibrations from the floor, but its range did not extend to air.

The undead was doing a splendid job at getting on his nerves.

Such attempts at stalling for time are meaningless! You irritating mook!

This was starting to get really unpleasant. Maybe he should just call the humans over and wipe them out together, it would probably be quicker than this.

{This weakling! He would have been dead already if we had been fighting outside!}

He couldnt immediately think of a way to drag the children and the undead outside. He could blast the wall and push them outside, but he doubted that it would go as expected.

Decem hurled an order at the Behemothwho was stumbling aimlesslyand made him stand by his side.

He was not sure about the guys movements inside the fog, but it was possible that the undead was targeting him. That wasnt something he had to worry about as he wouldnt die in a single hit, but he didnt really want his blood spilled again by such a lowly being.

Time slowly passed by as he tried to sense the enemys movements. It hadnt been that long since, but the sensation of his mana gradually going down made him feel like time flowed slower than usual.

{I cant waste any more time!}

He would just blow the fog away. Decem tried to remember the spells he hadnt used for a long time. As Behemoth had mowed down all of his enemies up till this point, there were a lot of spells he hadnt used after learning them. He knew at least one spell that could blow this fog away.

He chose a Ninth-Tier spell[Tempest].

A storm started rampaging, clearing the fog in an instant. However, the fierce rain that came along with it obscured their vision again. The swirling winds were ferocious, strong enough that even Decem had to spend his full effort just to stay put. It was extremely difficult to move amidst this.

As expected, only Behemoth with its huge body could withstand the raging winds enough to move around even though its speed would go down.

{That guy shouldnt be able to move in the middle of this storm either.}

Nothing was visible inside this downpour, even Behemoth couldnt find that undead amidst this. But, it was different for Decem. [Tremor Sense] would pick up the vibrations caused by all of the raindrops falling on the floor, so he couldnt discern between them and the steps made by some entity even if they walked around him. On the contrary, he could sense the spots where the tremors from raindrops were weaker. Inside the image of the flat topography this room made inside his head, he found two such spots where the rain was being obstructed. One was the place where his grandchildren stood, the other one was naturally the undeads location.

{he is moving?}

This fierce rain was one in which he couldnt even see before him. Even Behemoth, with all the strength its huge body provided, could barely move around in the ferocious winds.

Then, how was that undead moving inside this storm? He should have been caught by the winds even if he tried to fly.

Decem was only puzzled for a moment. He immediately dispelled [Tempest].

The rain and the winds borne of magic disappeared like they werent there in the first place, but the wet floor and his soaked clothes proved that it hadnt been an illusion.

Decem swiped away the wet hair that was stuck to his face and saw a wall standing between him and the undeads location. The undead probably made it when the spell was dispelled.

Cut it out, you bastard!! Decem shouted angrily. What was that about fighting fairly?! Sneaking behind one wall after another! Such cowardice!!

isnt it normal to use tactics in a battle? Please dont ask me such obvious things. I have some questions as well that I would like for you to answer.

The undead spoke from behind the wall.

He should have ignored it, considering his mana was vanishing by the second, but it sparked his curiosity. That undeads words should contain the ideations of those twinsand by relation, their parentsbehind them. He should listen.

...What are they?

Is it fine to leave the humans alone? It had been some time since we started fighting here. Maybe the Elves below are being massacred right now, you know?

He was stunned at the somewhat unexpected question, but decided to give an honest answer.

He momentarily thought about canceling Behemoths combat form, but then it would take some time if he wanted to return Behemoth to its present form again. We were talking about that despicable undead here. Even if they were in the middle of a conversation, he would surely come attacking if he saw a chance. A single hit would be far from fatal, but he wanted to avoid taking one head-on. So Decem decided to continue maintaining Behemoth in combat form even though it would continue to consume his mana.

From a certain point of view, its probably better to save them considering that they could awaken their blood in the later generations like those two, but there are Elves elsewhere too. Plus, I have more expectations for those who could escape by themselves. In a gist, there is no need to save those who are weak enough to get killed by something like humans.

Onto the next question then. I heard there is a hidden treasure of the Elves?

A hidden treasure of the Elves? Are they talking about me? Or is it about this thing here?

... By this thing, you mean Primal Earth Elemental?

Primal Earth Elemental?

Of all things, thats what caught your attention? A Primal Earth Elemental is what youve summoned, right? Or is it a different race...an elemental with a different name? Do you call it by a different name?

Even though it was fine if the lowly worm died in ignorance, Decem was irritated that he thought Behemoth was just a simple earth elemental or something from a similar race. Considering he also had to educate his grandkids correctly, he had to correct the enemys misunderstanding here.

Thats Behemoth. The Elemental Guardian of the Land, Behemoth.

Behemoth? So I didnt mishear it...Elemental Guardian of the Land? Not the Great Magic Beast of the Continent? The raid boss? The Behemoth I knew looked a lot different...Who was the one that named it first? You?

Someone else, but

Then, who?

The questioning tone felt a bit forceful. Why was he interested in that of all things? Whats this Great Magic Beast of the Continent? He felt like he heard the term raid boss (a strong enemy that required a party to defeat) though... This guyor his grandchildren to be more accurate; maybe they knew some things not even he knew about. It would be better to not answer the undeads questions anymore.

...How about taking down that wall if you want me to answer? Isnt it rude to talk without even being able to see each others faces?

Then its fine if you dont answer. I only asked that question out of intellectual curiosity.

Was it the undead who wanted the information, or was it the grandchildren who somehow got their hands on some information and wanted to know more? The two kids who were drenched from the rain had blank expressions so Decem couldnt read anything from them.

And another question

Thats enough. Theres no longer any reason for me to continue talking with you.

Feeling anxious, Decem put strength in the stare he was directing at the twins. The questions were completely different from what he was expecting them to be about and he couldnt expend any more mana. Theres no need to talk anymore.

Thats the end of our conversation.

Suddenly, the wall disappeared.

He was stunned at the unexpected development, just as he was about to use [Green Chain] on the twins. He hesitated for a moment about who he should target.

this should probably be your limit. Anyhow, your mana should be reduced by a lot at least.

...what?

Decem was confused by the undeads extremely cold voice.

Why could he sense complete calm from him?

An incompetent undead who could do nothing but stall for time

He should just command Behemoth to crush him into a pulp

Decem turned his gaze towards the stairs behind the undead. He thought that maybe this attitude was because he had achieved his goal to stall for the arrival of the humans, but he couldnt see anyone coming up the stairs. Even if he concentrated on listening, he couldnt hear any human footstepsor any other footsteps for that matter.

He didnt know what the undead thought of his actions just now, but the undead started speaking again.

I said your mana should mostly be gone by now. How much longer can you maintain PriBehemoth? Probably a few more minutes at least I think.

Ah, so thats what this is about. You thought that you could win against me without my mana. Sure, I wasnt able to avoid your punch at the start, but thats because you were summoned suddenly. I could have easily avoided it if I knew you were going to appear.

I know.

The voice was as cold as it was before. Decem took a gulp unconsciously.

Why does he behave like that?

Strange.

Why was he getting pressured by such a weak undead?

He, whose blood came from the one who dominated the world in the past.

He, who stood at the pinnacle of the Elves as the current strongest Elf.

Decem gritted his teeth and suppressed the shameful emotions welling up inside his heart.

I see it now! he shouted with a thunderous voice. You made me bleed with your fist so youre thinking that you can win in a physical melee. That punch barely did any damage to me you see!

I know that too.

Upon receiving the undeads calm response to his anger-fueled shout, Decem felt an unpleasantness that couldnt be put in words.

Maybe he was

Just for a moment, an impossible thought flitted across his mind.

Then why?

Why did he fight like that?

This was a bluff.

The enemy was trying to deceive him by acting calm.

Theres no way it could be anything else.

Behemoth! He wasnt sure if that was an angry shout or a scared shriek. Crush him!!

Lets start then.

Decem understood the reason behind the undeads calmness the very next moment.

[Triplet Maximize Magic - Cacophonous Burst]Release

There was an explosion of sound waves at first, then a pair of angel wings appeared next.

A storm of shockwaves hit Behemoth who stood between Decem and the undead as a rain of light rivaling the downpour from before pierced its body. The Elemental Guardian of the Lands health was being blown away by the second. It didnt bleed or lose parts of its body like a living being, but Decem, as its master, knew Behemoth was standing on its last legs.

Confusion.

Nothing but confusion.

Behemoth was the greatest elemental. No one was on par with it. Even though it received damage in fights until now, they were no more than a few scratches considering its enormous health.

And that

Like this

Not once was its health reduced to the verge of death like this.

N-no way...

Well now. I didnt expect that even six hits werent enough to take it down even though I triggered its weakness. Would it have been different if I was more specialized in offensive magic?

Just like before, Decem couldnt feel a single emotion from the undeads calm voice. It was like he was a completely different person from the undead before.

{W-what the hell is even happening?}

The confusion welling up in his heart calmed down for a bit and in its place, fear ran through his body.

The fleeting thought from before loomed larger now.

That, perhaps, this undead was stronger than him.

No! Behemoth! Protect

{Me}Behemoth, upon sensing his thoughts, moved to cover Decem from the undeads sight and brought down its right fist on the enemy.

I did it!! nn? What!?

Behemoth followed with a punch from his left hand, meaning that undead wasnt killed in a single hit.

Even though he had received two hits face-on, he saw that the undead still brazenly stood on the other side.

He wasnt crushed.

Although it had crushed every enemy until now, that undead stood there like it was nothing.

[Triplet Maximize Magic - Cacophonous Burst].

In front of Decems eyes, Behemoththe invincible great elemental turned into a large pile of dirt.

He was assaulted by a great sense of

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in that instant.

Something that was inside him had now disappeared without a trace, leaving a gaping hole behind.

So its overkill...but considering you might have some skills up your sleeves, I dont think I made a wrong choice. What do you think?

Hiyeee!

Impossible.

The absolutely invincible elemental, his own shadow. Its impossible for Behemoth to have lost.

But its a fact that it was not standing in front of him right now.

Then what should he do?

What action should he take?

Who the hell was the undead before him.

You dont have to be so scared[Reality Slash].

He was assaulted by a flood of pain.

The kind of pain he never experienced till now.

AA, AAAaaaa. Looking down, he saw that his rain-drenched clothes were now soaked red.

Hurtss, It hurtssss!!

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

That was the only thing echoing inside his head.

I understand the feeling very well. If not for this body, I would have become hysterical from just a single one of those hits before. Well then, I have a proposal. Surrender. I will not cause you any more pain if you do that, and will guarantee your safety afterward.

Ah, ah, Aah, it hur...r-really?

With tears welling up from the pain, Decem posed the question to the two grandchildren.

The two looked flustered for a moment, and then the granddaughter replied with yes, really.

Now we have my masters' permission as well. Start removing your gear. Dont fear. I will return them back after confirming if theres anything dangerous with them. Really. I am not lying at all. I will swear it in the names of my masters. Trust me.

The undead spoke with a sincere and gentle voice. Decem felt like believing him.

It hurts.

[Mercy of Shorea Robusta] was slowly healing the wound, but it didnt take away the pain from the deep, deep wound.

Just for a moment, he felt like surrendering if it could take away this pain. Buthe still had some pride left.

As someone who reigned over this country for a long time as its king, he was reluctant to plead for his life from people far younger than himself, even if they were his grandchildren.

It hurts.

He had no mana left. No, there was some, but he couldnt see himself winning against this undead with the remaining amount.

Should he attempt to settle this in a melee?

No, first of all, he was not confident in himself right now. He would probably die first if he were to take multiple hits from the undeads spells as strong as the one from before.

It hurts.

Decem turned his gaze behind the undeadtowards the stairs.

Theres no one there.

In that case.

He should run. Thats all he could do.

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

Even so, Decem started to run.

The blood he left behind was a sign of his declining health.

The fear of death welled up in his heart. Even though he had equipped magic items that resisted fear, it couldnt eliminate what was born from inside him.

That was whybecause he was being urged onward by his fearhis body followed exactly what his mind demanded of it. He kicked the floor with a speed he had never reached until now.

His vision of his surroundings blurred as he picked up speed, instantly reducing the distance between him and the undead.

Stop! Or I will kill you!

He ignored the undeads warning as he passed by him, hearing a tongue click and then a spell being cast.

[Time Stop].

He expected more pain from the spell but didnt feel any. No, maybe there was. Perhaps the pain from his deep wound had taken a turn for the worse from him running, to the point where he couldnt even notice any other source of pain even if there was such a thing.

SoDecem continued to run. The stairs were very close.

The pain in his chest was surprisingly strong, but there was no hesitation in his legs.

Aura!

It seemed like the undead chanted another spell, but once again, this spell didnt affect him either.

Then, all he had to do was run.

He reached the stairsand the floor under his feet exploded. Three times at that.

His body flew in the air for just a moment, but by wringing the utmost effort out of his body, he managed to keep his posture and continued to flee without reducing his speed even a bit. He didnt feel much pain from his legs. Or rather, he couldnt really feel anything due to the pain in his chest and the overwhelming fear he felt.

He felt like the undead was saying something behind him, but he didnt have the composure to hear it.

Decem ran like he was flying over the stairs.

He couldnt hear anyone chasing him from behind. The moment his tension melted a bit, a fierce pain ran through his legs.

Decem nearly cried out by instinct, but suppressed it in a panic. It would be extremely bad to make a loud sound right now.

Looking down at his legs, he found them in shreds, probably due to the explosion before.

Acknowledging the wounds made his pain that much stronger.

Decem looked back the way he ran and saw the trail of blood his escape had made. Even if they were not good at tracking, they could probably follow after him very easily.

It hurts.

He didnt want to run anymore.

But, he was sure there would be more pain waiting for him if he didnt.

And most of allhe didnt want to die.

With his mind filled with that single conviction, Decem bore the pain and willed his legs into motion.

{Why do I have to do something like this? Why wont my grandchildren listen to me?!}

He couldnt understand at all.

Why wont they cooperate for the sake of the Elven race?

{Damn it all!}

Shouting silently inside his heartbecause he was scared of giving his location away by his voiceDecem spat profanities, wiping his tears away as he ran.

Ainz called for Decems surrender in the gentlest voice he could muster. Maybe because he couldnt use that strange teleportation technique anymore or maybe because Ainz had succeeded in his attempt to guide the guys thoughts down a certain path by pushing him to the edge, it looked like he would accept his proposal.

{Finally,} Ainz smiled scornfully in his heart.

Of course, the proposal was a complete lie. He had no intention of guaranteeing the Elf Kings safety. He would be dealt with the moment he took off his equipment.

The guy probably wouldnt target the twins anymore with his will broken, but [Death] was the more surefire way.

Yet, he felt a fire burning in Decems eyes the very next moment.

Nn?

Decem suddenly broke into a sprint. Straight towards Ainz at that.

Tch! Melee!? In that caseI dont mind at all!

Ainz hid his smile from his face and instead adopted a voice of surprise and fear.

As an Arcane-type magic caster, Ainz hated fighting in close quarters so it could be said that the opponent was treading on his weakness. However, the fact that the guy still wanted to fight was a welcome fact for Ainz. He would now be able to kill Decem for sure in return for some of his HP. But, what happened next really surprised Ainz, so much so that it felt like even his face that couldnt make expressions looked surprised.

Decems trajectory was just a bit off from Ainz, and it looked like he didnt intend to reduce his speed either.

Ainz immediately realized that his predictions were off.

{Damn it! He is making a break for it!}

This made his opinions of Decem go up by a levelor maybe not, but it was raised by at least a little. The most troublesome scenario for Ainz was the enemy giving his all to escape. Ainz would do the same as Decem in a situation like this, although far sooner, before things would reach this point.

It was because he understood this, that Ainz put many countermeasures in place to prevent the opponent from escaping through magical means like the way he came in. However, he didnt prepare much against him escaping by physical means. There hadnt been enough time to prepare and it had been difficult to set up the countermeasures in place while trying to hide his true strength.

Stop! Or I will kill you!

He shouted a warning but didnt really expect the guy to stop. Plus, its not like he wouldnt kill him even if he did stop running. Ainz immediately started thinking of the next card to play.

The opponent could just jump over any walls he made. They would instead obstruct him from seeing the guys escape, making it more difficult to deal with him.

Psychic magic could end this in a single blow, but its doubtful whether it would work on Decem who was expected to be over level 70. Skills or items to resist mind control were very easy to obtain in YGGDRASIL. It was hard to prepare against every type of mind control magic but he probably had countermeasures against at least some.

Jircniv had a magic item against being affected by mind control, so to think that Decem wouldnt have any would be idiotic. Personally, he wanted to kill the guy with instant death magic, but considering that he was protected by [Mercy of Shorea Robusta], it was meaningless.

So, he finally chose [Time stop]. This could be resisted as well if he had measures against it, but it should be harder to deal with unless he used a magic item.

[Time Stop]!

He didnt stop.

Decem didnt stop.

Ainz didnt click his tongue. He had already thought about this possibility in a corner of his mind. In this case, he only needed to borrow the help of others.

He immediately shouted a command.

Aura!

Yes!

Aura nocked an arrow and

[Shadow-Sewing Arrow].

shot an arrow that pierced Decems shadow, but that too failed at stopping Decem even for a moment. He managed to reach the stairs. Luckily, Ainz made the minimum amount of preparations while he was hiding behind the [Walls of Skeleton] from before.

[Explode Mine] activated under Decems feet.

Its useless. At your feet

Decem ignored him and fled. He could hear footsteps going down the stairs, gradually turning faint.

did he realize I was bluffing? Or was he just not in the mood to listen to anything? He was not knowledgeable enough to use piercing magic against wall-type magic, so I ended up underestimating him.

He tried to stop him with a bluff, but it wasnt effective.

Decem was a druid. Though from a different system, as a magic caster, it was entirely possible that he saw through Ainzs magical traps. Generally, one couldnt cast multiple instances of the same spell at the same time. Its just like how one wouldnt be able to amass a lot of monsters by summoning them repeatedly.

Sorry for letting him escape!

Upon hearing Auras apology, Ainz turned his gaze from the stairs that Decem had disappeared under to her.

No... No, you are right...that skill was a poor choice, Aura. You saw that he had countermeasures against time stop and instant death during that fight. You should have also assumed that he had some countermeasures against crowd control. Ainz lifted a hand to stop Aura, who was trying to apologize again. But, I am also at fault for not warning you about it. In fact, I didnt expect him to have measures for crowd control either. That aside...what do you think we should do now?

I will chase and kill him.

Wait!

Ainz stopped Aura, who was on the verge of charging out.

Considering Decem was probably a druid above level 70, it was highly likely that Ainz couldnt overtake him with his speed. Only Aura and Mare could do that. However, in that case, Ainzwho had exhausted a fair bit of manawould be left alone.

{I should get some reinforcements from Nazarick through a [Gate]no, theres not enough time. First, I have to decide if I want to let him escape this time or kill him here.}

Even with most of his mana exhausted, Decems physical capabilities were comparatively high. Ainz couldnt win in a melee where he wouldnt be able to use his magic. Of course, thats assuming he didnt use [Perfect Warrior].

{Without her beasts, its possible that Aura may not be able to deal with him if he were to bring out some trump card he might be still holding on to. Maybe I should summon an undead...No, what if he summoned another Primal Earth Elemental? No, no, no...that should be impossible.}

It would be broken if one could just summon elementals stronger than them multiple times. Even Ainz, who specialized in necromancy, couldnt do that. That said, what was "impossible" to Ainz was ultimately according to YGGDRASIL's standards and it was entirely possible that those rules didn't apply to this world.

Even though his game knowledge had been applicable till now, Decems command of that elemental was impossible by the games logic. In that case

Mare!

Y-yes

Its probably going to be dangerous, but you will have to kill that Decem by your strength alone. You are wearing different gear than usual so dont be careless. If you feel like you cant win, conserve your mana and stall for time. Ainz wanted to give him more directions, but he couldnt waste any more time.

Go!

Yes!

Mare gave an unusually energetic reply and started racing down the stairs, following after Decem. He was fast as Ainz had expected, his steps already becoming fainter by the second.

Seeing him run alone, Ainz wanted to summon an undead to go after Mare as support, but decided to hold it back so that they could use it as a shield if there was an emergency. In any case, [Lopsided Duel] was still active. Maybe he could use the undead to quickly deal with him if he had to fight that king again.

Aura! You will be guarding me. Lets go through the treasury as quickly as possible and get everything. We will then regroup with Mare right after!

Okay!