The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

On the other hand, Ainz was not only under psychological pressure, but also with an old man who was over seventy years old.

According to information, the chief magician of the empire, Fruda Paradise, is an old man over two hundred years old.

He takes exploring the mysteries of the magic abyss as his lifelong pursuit, and he can do anything to study magic.

Such a white-haired old man knelt down in front of Ainz and kissed his feet after seeing Ainz's magical power with his ability.

Ainz rested his forehead with one hand.

To be treated in such a way by an old man was a very embarrassing thing for Ainz's inner residue of 'Suzuki Satoru'.

And, although it's rude to say so, the kneeling and licking of an old man full of wrinkles and age spots... does have some hot eyes.

"Ainz-sama?"

"I'm fine... Narberal, you can go to your own room now." Ainz tried his best to maintain a calm appearance.

"In that case, I'll go to the party." Nabe said.

reunion?He was a little concerned about the words that popped up suddenly, but Ainz didn't bother to ask.

There were a lot of women in Nazarick, and it was quite normal for them to have gatherings. Rather, Ainz wanted them to communicate more.

"Well...have fun."

Ainz and Nabe bid farewell.

Dragging his exhausted body, Ainz returned to his room.

"I'm so tired." After closing the door and making sure no one could hear him, Ainz said such frustrated words.

He glanced at the clock on the wall, it was 19:45.

"It's still early, Aya should not be asleep at this time." Ainz thought for a while.

It seemed inappropriate to go directly to the girl's room... After hesitating for a while, Ainz chose to open up the rumors.

Chapter 210 Five Aya's Gathering

Ainz selected Aya in the communication bar, and activated [Message].

"Hello~" A familiar voice reached Ainz's ears.

If it was a conversation with an NPC in the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, the opening line would have to be something like "Master Ainz, I am really terrified that you can communicate with me."Frankly speaking, every time he heard such words, Ainz felt a lot of pressure.

Although he has lived as the ruler of death, Ainz Ooal Gown, for a period of time, the remnants of the ordinary person "Suzuki Satoru" in Ainz still stubbornly exist.

Being overly expected by others will make you nervous, and failing to meet other people's expectations will make you feel disappointed. Ainz has such an ordinary side inside.

Like a real ruler, fighting for life and killing decisively, this should be what the guardians and NPCs expect of themselves.But Ainz always thought that their expectations were too heavy.

After all, he didn't think he was such a capable person.Although he was the guild leader in the past and is now the ruler of Nazarick, he has always had smart and capable companions and NPCs to help him.

He doesn't have such great achievements and abilities, but he is strongly admired by NPCs, which makes him feel uneasy.

In contrast, such a simple and easy-going opening statement from Aya will not bring him pressure.

"Is it the King of the Undead, Ainz Ooal Gown?" A very serious voice came from beside his ear.

"Well!"

Well, this companion will bring him another level of pressure.Pressure from the side of shame.

"That, Aya." Ainz stabilized his emotions, because it wasn't the first time that [Forced Sedation] hadn't been activated.

"Can you, don't call me that way..."

"Huh? I think this looks cool. King of the Undead or something—"

"Anyway, please, just call me Momonga, and Ainz is fine too."

"Alright then." Aya finally agreed. "Moong-squirrel-san, what's the matter with you now?"

The normal address made Ainz feel comfortable, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aya, where are you now? Are you in the room?" Ainz asked.

"I'm in the ninth floor now... Let me see, this place is called 'Rainbow Bar'."

The Rainbow Bar is a Ninth Floor facility that, unlike the small bar run by Sous Chef Peach, is a large entertainment venue with a dance floor and upbeat music.

Was Aya drinking there?

As if hearing the doubts in Ainz's heart, Aya said.

"I originally wanted to hold the event in my room, but there were more people than I thought," Aya said. "I just borrowed the venue of the Rainbow Bar."

"Oh, that's right—excuse me, what kind of event is it?"

"Just a small party."

"Hey, party..."

"I wrote the application for the party and it should be on your desk."

"For such a trivial matter, there is no need to write any application."

Why didn't you invite me... Such complicated emotions arose in Ainz's heart.