"Your Majesty! Why let them go? Aren't you afraid those Black Workers will leak information?"
Bajed, one of the Empire's Four Generals, hurried back to the reception room after seeing off the Black Workers who had narrowly escaped death. He couldn't understand why the Emperor had let them go.
"It doesn't matter if they leak it now or not; they've already come knocking. Besides, they're still afflicted by a curse, which is probably cast by that Princess to prevent them from revealing Ainz Ooal Gown's secrets. Oh, right… find a few people to keep an eye on them, constantly track their movements, and thoroughly investigate their detailed backgrounds!" The Blood Emperor, Jircniv, instructed with a displeased expression.
Killing them to silence them would be useless; it's better to keep them… no, to be precise, it should be to keep that little sister.
Similar appearances? This seems to be exploitable. After contacting the two Dark Elves who came to report and "demonstrate" earlier, no useful information was obtained.
Therefore, the level of intelligence on Ainz Ooal Gown is still very low. The only thing known now is that within that ruin, there are at least some beings who can be conversed with, who can be negotiated with.
He didn't immediately kill them just because they looked similar, and he let them go just because they looked similar. From this, it can be inferred that Ainz Ooal Gown still possesses some so-called 'humanity'.
So, before making direct contact with them, I should have a card ready to play, even if it turns out to be a useless card in the end.
Jircniv scratched his head again, clearly annoyed, and gave instructions.
"Go quickly and prepare gifts… gold, silver, jewels, famous paintings, beautiful women—prepare only the best! Get them ready as soon as possible!" After scratching his head, Jircniv looked at his palm and saw a few golden hairs…
…
At this time, Iri, Hellank, Imina, and Roba were waiting outside Arshe's mansion.
Originally, Iri intended to accompany Arshe inside, but Roba stopped her, saying that no matter what, it was Arshe's family matter, and outsiders shouldn't interfere. Iri had no choice but to give up.
After waiting for a long time, they heard a considerable commotion from inside the mansion. Iri wanted to rush in, but Roba still held her back.
A moment later, they saw Arshe come out with her two younger sisters. However… although she was said to be taking her two sisters to leave this home, Arshe wasn't carrying any luggage. Moreover, Iri noticed a very clear handprint on Arshe's face, which was distorted by anger.
Then, outside Arshe's house… there was a scene where Hellank was desperately hugging Imina, while Roba, Arshe, and her two sisters were desperately pulling Iri.
"Seriously! If it weren't for Arshe's sake, I would definitely shoot those two scumbags full of holes!" Imina said, extremely annoyed.
Now, the Four Strategists and their group had left what was once Arshe's mansion.
"Sister… Sister… don't be angry!" One of Arshe's sisters said, tugging at Imina's hand.
"Okay, Sister won't be angry." Imina looked at the two adorable little sisters and immediately broke into a smile.
"I'm sorry! I've caused you trouble." Arshe was much calmer than before.
"What are you talking about, Arshe! We are now a community of fate, so there's no need to be polite with us." Hellank said with a smile, pointing to the black mark on his neck.
"…" Arshe subconsciously touched her neck. Hellank was right… everyone was now afflicted with the curse of enslavement, and she didn't know when this curse might kill her.
At least… before she died, she had to settle her sisters.
"So, Iri-meimei, where are you taking us to settle?" Roba asked.
"You're not going back to your house, are you?" Imina asked with a look of horror.
"No, no… of course not." Iri quickly explained. Actually, going directly to Nazarick wouldn't be a problem, but having those two little lolis face creatures that don't even look human all day wouldn't be good for their growth, would it?
So Karn Village was the best. But before going to Karn Village… there was one more thing to do. Iri began to plan in her mind.
"Wait a moment!" Iri pretended to rummage through her small shoulder bag.
The others saw Iri rummaging through her bag and basically knew that Iri was probably going to use a teleportation scroll again.
But if she used it directly on the street… wouldn't something go wrong?
The technology that could seal magic into a scroll was, for now, an unseen high-tech. What's more, it was a high-level teleportation spell!
If this technology became widespread, putting aside other fields, it would be a tremendous help just for Adventurers.
"Ahhh!!! It's gone!" Iri shouted dramatically.
"What's gone, Iri-meimei?" Hellank asked.
"Uh… the teleportation scroll is gone. It seems I picked up the wrong one when I left, mistaking a high-level healing scroll for a teleportation one. This is troublesome now." Iri replied, feigning a troubled expression.
"You have high-level healing scrolls too??" Hellank couldn't help but smile wryly.
See! If this technology became widespread, a lightweight scroll could replace alchemical potions that took up weight and space and weren't very effective. Healers would probably be out of a job—of course, provided the production cost of this item wasn't high.
"Of course I do, uh… but it's alright. I have a backup plan. I'll just have my family send it over. But it probably won't work today, so we'll have to find a place to rest for the night." Iri said.
"That's easy. If all else fails, we can hire a carriage tomorrow. Then let's go to the tavern where we usually meet. The second floor of that tavern is a hotel. I just don't know if Iri-meimei can get used to it." Hellank said, scratching his head. After all, Iri-meimei was a Princess, right? Could she get used to that kind of small inn?
"Don't worry about me. It's the tavern on the corner, right? You go ahead first, and remember to book a room for me… I'll go contact my family to prepare the scrolls for me. Well then… see you later." Iri replied with a smile, then turned around and dashed away.
"Haha!" Hellank chuckled softly as he watched Iri's retreating figure.
"Hellank, what are you still standing there for? Let's go!" Imina, who had already walked several steps away, turned around and called out to Hellank, who was still standing there, watching Iri leave.
"Coming!" Hellank then followed them. Iri-meimei was indeed very careful! Hellank thought.
…
"Hmph! A stubborn daughter is no loss! As long as I regain my noble status! Even if she comes back crying, I won't easily forgive her!" No sooner had he finished speaking than a huge explosion was heard from his front door.
"Someone! What happened?!" Arshe's father instinctively shouted, but no one responded to him.
Uh… ever since he was stripped of his noble status by that damned Blood Emperor, there had been no such thing as guards in his house. He had to personally check on such trivial matters, how infuriating!
Another loud bang, and the front door of the hall seemed to have been struck by some immense force. The entire door panel flew out, and Arshe's father was stunned by the sight.
Because standing at the door was a small girl with an incredibly adorable smile, though her face was wrapped in bandages.
"Who are you! How dare you trespass into a noble's mansion!" Arshe's scoundrel of a father didn't realize the gravity of the situation and still pointed at the black-haired little girl in front of him with an arrogant expression.
"Hehe! Although I am cute and forgiving, I cannot tolerate three types of people: first, those who point at me; second, those who are incurably stupid; and third, those who disappoint their daughters!" The black-haired little girl said softly and slowly.
Before Arshe's father could react, he was struck by an astonishingly powerful slap from the little girl, and he immediately fainted…
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In Nazarick, a spatial gate suddenly appeared, and a petite figure, dragging two unconscious people, emerged from it.
"Hmm? Elizabeth-dono? Why are you back? And who are these?"
"Oh! You Li Jie, perfect… can you help me throw these things to the Gluttonous Beetle King?"
"Understood. The Gluttonous Beetle King has been complaining that his nest isn't big enough. So, shall I send both of them over?"
"Throw the man over, and remember to wake him up before you throw him. Uh… no need for the woman. Can you also help me contact Lupusregina Jie?"
"Understood!"
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