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Inside the Adventurer's Guild tavern, a lively welcome ceremony was held for a group of people, but Fei Fei, who was the host, had disappeared at some point, leaving Enfeilia to entertain in his stead.
Fei Fei always had a habit of eating alone, so no one found it strange, but everyone started to wonder how Ilay, who wore a mask, managed to eat.
Seeing everyone's gaze focused on him, Sig calmly placed his hand on the lower part of his mask, then slowly lifted it.
The mask split along its pattern in the middle, and the lower half was easily removed, revealing that the mask was originally a two-piece design.
"Why aren't you eating?" Sig tilted his head, asking in confusion.
After his mouth was revealed, his previously somewhat muffled voice became exceptionally clear, like a whisper in their ears, startling several people who quickly turned their heads away.
Enfeilia rubbed the back of his head, a blue eye faintly visible through his hair part, combined with his brownish-blonde hair, he had a very standard Kingdom appearance, and his facial features were well-defined.
He smiled shyly, "Everyone, please eat quickly. Mr. Fei Fei instructed me to entertain everyone well, and Mr. Ilay, please don't be so reserved."
After three rounds of drinks, almost everyone was dead drunk, especially those who had competed in drinking with Sig; without exception, they all failed.
Nia's face was flushed with a slight tipsiness. She was dressed as a man, and her alcohol tolerance wasn't high, so she only drank a little, and Enfeilia was the same.
Although both had the title of genius, they were both easily shy, which could be considered their commonality.
Nia asked worriedly, "Is Mr. Ilay alright?"
"Probably..." Enfeilia murmured uncertainly.
Sig suddenly turned to look at the two, then paused for a long time, taking two rings off his fingers, "A meeting gift."
Although they were carefully selected, it didn't change the fact that they were trash, only having the ability to increase magic power. Players who knew even a little magic would have already thrown them away.
Sig couldn't bear to throw them away. In fact, he didn't even need them, but he still felt it would be too wasteful to discard them, thinking they might still come in handy.
Because of this idea, he was like a junk collector, storing all the unwanted items in his small warehouse. Combined with some that he had snatched, his item count was the highest in the entire guild.
"This is too precious!"
"Yes, how can we accept gifts!"
A small blue gem was embedded in the silver ring, emitting twinkling lights, making it appear to be no ordinary item.
"Take them, I have many more." Sig tossed the rings to the two respectively, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it all.
This was not polite talk; he indeed had many more.
Enfeilia noticed that Ilay wore black gloves on his hands, which he didn't take off even when eating, and light chainmail was worn on his wrists. He was completely covered from head to toe.
He was just like the magic caster Anri spoke of—Ainz Ooal Gown.
However, since Fei Fei was Ainz Ooal Gown, it was normal for his companion to be dressed similarly. All powerful magic casters were like this, weren't they?
Through subtle clues, he had already deduced Fei Fei's true identity and had even confirmed it with him, but he was going to live in Karn Village with Anri from now on, so these matters had nothing to do with him.
"Thank you, Mr. Ilay."
Nia also lowered her head in thanks at the sight, almost stumbling under the influence of alcohol, but was fortunately pulled up by Fei Fei, who had rushed back.
"Be careful. Would you like me to take you back? The night road isn't very safe." Ainz asked gallantly.
Nia looked at her three companions, who were already dead drunk, and couldn't bring herself to refuse, as she couldn't carry three people. "Thank you, just take them to the stronghold."
Ainz carried two, and Sig silently carried one.
Enfeilia watched everything helplessly. He seemed to be excluded. Did he really look that weak?
Fei Fei was indeed tall and mighty, but he didn't expect that Ilay, who looked somewhat slender, could also easily carry an adult man. It must be that he was too weak.
Ainz lowered his head and said, "Enfeilia, you should go back first. I apologize for calling people here without personally entertaining them."
Enfeilia quickly waved his hands, "If it weren't for Mr. Fei Fei, I would have died long ago. I can't trouble you any further."
After everyone had left, only Sig and Ainz remained, their shadows stretched long by the moonlight.
As time passed, Sig's shadow seemed to gradually transform into another fierce form, growing horns and a tail.
Of course, it should have been just an illusion. He wasn't careless to that extent; the change in the shadow was caused by a Shadow Demon.
The small black figure hidden in the shadow adopted a kneeling posture.
Sig put his mask back on and said in a deep voice, "Tell Demiurge that the plan can begin."
On the outskirts of E-Rantel, Demiurge stood before a giant dragon. He smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you. You absolutely must not disappoint the Supreme Beings."
The Black Dragon shook its enormous head, "Understood, Lord Demiurge."
"You are Lord Sig's subordinate, so you don't need to call me Lord. By the way, is your name Slite?"
"No, I don't have a name. I'm usually called by my race name. It must be a name my master gave me for convenience."
"Hmm... So that's how it is. Then I can call you Slite, right?" Demiurge stroked his chin.
"Of course, it's my greatest honor to be the first subordinate to be given a name."
Slite happily flapped his wings, and the surrounding trees rustled loudly, as if they were about to break.
Demiurge didn't blame him; instead, he showed a determined smile, "Don't hold back, you can roar! Let those Demi-humans feel the power of Lord Sig!"
Tonight, almost all residents of E-Rantel heard the intimidating roar of a dragon, destined to be a sleepless night.
The next morning, the Adventurer's Guild Master, Einzack, rushed to their door.
"Mr. Ilay, Mr. Fei Fei, let's not waste words. The other Mithril Adventurer teams are already gathering."
Upon arriving at the gathering point, Clementine was already present, engaging in friendly conversation with those around her, occasionally showing a slight smile.
Seeing the familiar figures, she raised her hand to greet them, "Mr. Fei Fei, please come this way."
Ainz casually asked, "Oh, it's Clementine. Why didn't you return to the inn last night, and why didn't you eat with us?"
Clementine chuckled, her hands clasped together, but her words were extremely fervent, "How can a servant eat with a God? To be able to watch from afar is already a great fortune."
Ah, it was the Saint Dragon God himself! These lowly beings have no idea how great a being stands before them!
Ilay had already stepped onto the high platform, "Everyone, let the Demon Dragon Hunt begin."