A complicated sigh sounded.

"I don't dare to ask, I..."

Demiurge raised his hand and silently covered his expressionless face.

After testing the human named Gafan and judging that the other person might know where the other supreme beings were... he backed down.

He didn't ask the other party about his creator.

Because he was afraid of hearing an answer he couldn't accept.

Afraid... He learned from that man that the creator Ulbert no longer wanted him, or the cruel possibility that others were gone.

"...When did I become so cowardly? It's so shameful."

After taking a deep breath, Demiurge put down the hand covering his face, and his face once again returned to its usual elegant and decent fake smile.

"Okay, that's the end of my distracting thoughts."

He would not allow himself, as a guardian, to show weakness in front of others.

Any troubles stemming from emotions are meaningless. Only by maintaining absolute rationality, always bringing benefits to the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, and loyally serving the only remaining supreme being, Lord Ainz, can he be where he is now. The whole meaning of existence.

It was only when no one was around that he would show some meaningless emotions...

"Hey."

A passing Princess Qiye held the large mysterious robe that was big enough to carry her away. She lifted it up slightly with some difficulty, and then walked calmly in front of someone as if there was no one else around.

Demiurge's body froze: "..."

When did this child come?

Also, his weak posture just now was not noticed, right?

"Princess, princess, what a coincidence?"

Seeing Qiye who seemed to want to ignore him and leave directly, Demiurge, who was leaning against the wall, waved stiffly and rarely smiled awkwardly and took the initiative to say hello.

"Um...did you hear something strange just now?"

And his strange behavior directly aroused Qi Ye's surprise and vigilance, and he quickly hid the "picked up" robe behind his back.

"Mm! This is mine!"

Qiye's little face snarled in a threatening posture.

"Ahem, okay, yours, yours, put away those big scissors first."

Demiurge, who was used to Qiye taking things randomly from time to time, coughed twice, rarely acquiescing to this behavior, and couldn't help but ask again.

"So...when did you come, princess?"

"Just now."

Tilting his little head, Qi Ye showed a confused expression like "What are you asking about?"

At this time, the corners of Demiurge's smiling mouth had begun to twitch.

So did you hear what I was saying just now?

However, it seemed that the twitching smile made Qiye misunderstand something. She tightly protected the mysterious robe of unknown origin in her arms, took two steps back, and then suddenly ran away directly. If she tried to stay away, she would be snatched away. The “bad guys” of quilts.

This neat scene also made Demiurge's forehead veins pop, but in the end he just sighed.

"Judging from this reaction, I probably didn't hear it."

He adjusted his glasses helplessly, and was about to leave to find Lord Ainz to report on his trip, but a subconscious glance from the corner of his eye made him stop abruptly.

Demiurge, who was stunned, looked at the mysterious robe that was drifting away, and suddenly found that it looked extremely familiar...

Damn it! Isn’t that the robe that Lord Ainz wears? !

Princess, how did you get it? ? ?

Demiurge couldn't bear it anymore. Just when he was about to call out that naughty kid, he found that Qiye, who was about to run away, suddenly stopped.

Then, under his surprised and puzzled gaze, she turned around and trotted back, came to him, raised her head and stared at him intently with those familiar star-pupiled purple eyes.

"That...princess?"

After a slight hesitation, Demiurge spoke tentatively.

Although he is extremely smart, he always doesn't understand the various thoughts that this child usually has. Even now, he can't figure out what the other person is trying to do.

But Qiye didn't mean to answer him at all. Instead, he suddenly took out a big soft pillow from nowhere, grabbed it with his little hands, and stuffed it into his arms without any explanation.

"Here you go." Qi Ye said in a soft voice with no hint of emotion.

"...Is this?" Demiurge held the pillow in one hand and casually adjusted his round glasses with the other, looking a little confused.

"The pillow I took from Uncle Skeleton's room earlier."

Qiye answered honestly.

Then Demiurge subconsciously held the pillow with both hands, and for a moment he didn't know whether to show a happy or disgusted expression.

But this was not important to Qi Ye.

"Give it to you."

She raised her little hand, stood on tiptoes, gently patted Demiurge's shoulder, and showed a cute smile, not knowing what she wanted to express.

"Princess, you are really...forget it."

After struggling for a while, it was best to just sigh helplessly. Demiurge lowered his head and looked at the girl in front of him speechlessly, not knowing what to say.

"Why did you suddenly give me a pillow?"

"Do you like it?" Qi Ye tilted his head and asked.

"Well, I can't say I don't like it, but your behavior is just a sign of dissatisfaction with Ainz-sama..."

"That's good."

Qi Ye, who still only listened to the part he wanted to hear, showed a faint smile again and whispered: "After receiving the gift, you are not allowed to be sad."

"...Princess, it turns out you just heard it." After Demiurge was silent for a while, he chuckled calmly.

But what he didn't expect was that Qiye still looked at him with confusion on his face: "What did you hear?"

"Eh?"

The demon who pretended to be calm was stunned.

"Then why did you give me a pillow and say that?"

"Because I think you look very sad."

Qiye replied in a calm voice, speaking a little slowly, but yet so clearly.

"I don't want to see you sad, because I don't know why..."

The princess, who was voluntarily taken care of by the monsters, silently looked away and said softly.

"I won't be able to sleep well like that."

After finishing speaking, Qi Ye suddenly hugged the mysterious robe in his arms and ran away without saying a word.

Only the stunned Demiurge was left standing there, silently watching the opponent's back as he gradually moved away and disappeared.

It wasn't until a long time passed that he had any further reaction.

Demiurge, who hugged the pillow in his arms tightly and lowered his head, began to subconsciously hold on to his round glasses that would not slip off at all.

The slender pointed ears were feeling a little hot for some reason.

"That child...what are you thinking about?"

The demon leaned against the wall again, clutching his chest, feeling his heart inexplicably start to beat faster.

While wondering about his own condition, Demiurge couldn't help but feel deeply grateful——

Luckily no one else is passing by right now.

...

at the same time.

Outside a hot spring bath in a bathhouse somewhere.

Ainz Ooal Gown, who had just finished taking a slime bath and was wearing a bathrobe, had a look of silence on his skeletal face.

"...Where is my robe?"

He murmured in confusion, not knowing who he was asking, looking suspicious of life.

After all, he is not a beautiful woman, and someone would steal his clothes while taking a bath.

And it was impossible for the maids to take away the robe that he had temporarily taken off without permission, so there was only one answer.

"...Where's the princess???"

Chapter 107: Cells

"hiss--"

With his feet off the ground and suspended above the ruins, Gafan covered the side of his face that seemed to be a little aching, with a depressed expression on his face.

"Sorry, I accidentally hurt you, Mr. Gafan."

Enichi Tsukuni said apologetically as he stuck the dark red sword on the ground and supported his body with some difficulty.

"It's okay. I can understand what happened just now. I was too careless. Just call me Gafan."

Putting down his hand, Gafan shook his head lightly and said, "But Yuanyi, the sword you just used was so powerful. The "multi-layer barrier" on my body was directly chopped into pieces."

Fortunately, I had given myself the BUFFs of movement conversion, absorption, buffering, and "advanced hardening" in advance, otherwise I would have felt a little cold just now.

Ga Fan thought with some fear in his heart.

And the most deceiving thing is that the broken knife in the opponent's hand was stuffed by himself, which is really deceiving.

At this time, the "Buddha" held in Ji Guoyuan's hand was trembling slightly, and it made a crisp sound of the knife on its own, as if it was instinctively expressing its joy.

I don't know if it's because the person holding it is an absolutely qualified swordsman, or because I just slashed that hateful man with dark circles under his eyes.

Or maybe both.

Veins popped up on his forehead, and Gafan's eyes became increasingly evil as he silently looked at the broken knife.

This thing is not a good thing at first glance.

"Gafan, I now know what you just explained about why I came to this world, but..."

At this time, Ji Guoyuan suddenly asked with a serious face: "Where is the man with the extremely evil aura just now? And what's going on with the knife in my hand now?"

As he spoke, he seemed to have regained his composure a little. He also pulled out the dark red sword from the ground and looked at it carefully.

The word "Buddha Kill" engraved on the blade is clearly visible.

Killing is to protect lives, and killing karma is not killing people. Does the Buddha also have the meaning of Vajra's wrath? It's a good name.

Ji Guoyuan thought this in his heart, and then pulled out the broken blade from his waist, looking at the blade with only a small section left. The Nichirin Sword, which had been with him for several years and killed ten thousand ghosts, had already "Destroy evil spirits" is engraved on it.

His calm and indifferent expression couldn't help but reveal a bit of complexity.

"Sorry, old man..." Jiguo Yuanyi sighed softly.

For the first time in his life, he fought with all his strength, even risking his life——

Lost.

"Um, Yuanyi, why are you fighting?" Gafan's eyes wandered and he began to try to change the subject.

"Because the evil person who sneaked into the royal city is threatening the princess of this country. She is a good person."

"So that's what it is. When you see a princess in distress, you draw your sword when you see injustice on the road... Wait, are you talking about the golden princess, Lana?"

Ga Fan was stunned and even suspected that he heard the wrong words.

"Yes, she is a friend of my captain, Miss Lassie, and she is also the person who abolished slavery in this country. I should save her both emotionally and rationally."

"Well... in short, the fight between you two was probably just a misunderstanding."

Covering his face tiredly, resisting the desire to complain, Gafan thought for a while and explained tactfully: "You should have noticed that you guys fought so fiercely and the aftermath was so wide, but in fact it didn't affect it. To anyone else."

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