Ainz Ooal Gown: Noble Knight

how to explain?

Saying, "Mr. Sebastian, you've misunderstood. I just wanted to morally blackmail you and use your fighting power to eliminate [Eight Fingers]?"

That would be the real end.

Rune closed his mouth.

The shock brought by Sebastian was too great.

Even the veteran actor, Lu En, was a beat slower than usual when switching to his sun mask.

“Mr. Sebastian,” Rune said, his tone tinged with just the right amount of embarrassment, “this… I think you’ve misunderstood.”

Sebastian looked at him, his light gray eyes still gleaming with a hint of gossip.

“Mr. Rune, there’s no need to be shy.” The old butler’s tone carried the magnanimity of someone with more experience. “It’s perfectly normal for a young person to have such sentiments.”

'No.'

Rune thought to himself.

'Not at all.'

“I just…” Rune paused, carefully choosing his words, “I just felt that Miss Solusham was my guest and an important person to Mr. Sebastian, so I should protect her. That’s all.”

He spoke so sincerely that he almost believed it himself.

Sebastian paused for a moment. The old butler's gaze lingered on Rune's face for a instant, as if to confirm that Rune indeed did not mean it that way.

“Mr. Rune is right.” His voice regained its usual composure. “I was overthinking it.”

Rune breathed a sigh of relief.

But Sebastian's next words made that breath catch in again.

"However, I still believe that Mr. Rune and my young lady are a very good match."

Rune's fingers froze for a moment on the armrest.

'No, I'm not a good match for a slime.'

Sebastian stood up, bowed slightly, his posture composed, his black tuxedo swaying gently with his movement.

“Well then, since it also concerns Miss’s safety, I will do my best to assist Mr. Rune regarding the matter of the Eight Fingers.”

Sebastian spoke these words with a solemn tone.

It doesn't seem like he was being morally blackmailed at all. Rather, Sebastian was happy to be morally blackmailed in this way, which gave him a legitimate reason to help the weak and punish the dark.

Rune smiled inwardly; he had already mastered the correct way to use Sebastian.

But he simply nodded on the surface.

"Thank you, Mr. Sebastian."

Sebastian straightened up and walked steadily toward the door.

The door was gently closed, leaving only Rune in the reception room.

Rune sat in the chair, maintaining the same posture as before, without moving.

A long time passed.

Rune raised his hand and covered his face.

The expression beneath his fingers was hard to tell whether he wanted to laugh or sigh.

"...What's going on here?"

His voice was muffled, echoing softly in the empty reception room.

When Sebastian pushed open the door to the mansion, Soliuxiang was sitting in the living room.

Hearing the door open, Suo Liuxiang looked up.

“Lord Sebastian.” She nodded slightly.

Sebastian closed the door and walked up to her.

"Suo Liuxiang, I have to go out again in a little while."

Suo Liuxiang tilted his head, waiting for what was to come.

"Eliminate [Eight Fingers]".

Solusan's expression remained unchanged; she merely blinked. The name "Eight Fingers" was clearly meaningless to her, but she still asked, "Shouldn't we report this to Lord Ainz?"

Sebastian was silent for a moment.

Indeed, according to Nazarick's rules, such actions should be reported to Lord Ainz beforehand.

But Sebastian quickly went through Mr. Rune's description in his mind: the slave trade, illegal brothels, and people tortured to death as objects of entertainment.

Those people did nothing wrong; they were simply treated as expendable because they were weak.

Lord Ainz will definitely agree to let him take action in this matter.

Given that lord's mercy, it's impossible for him to tolerate such evil. Therefore, there's no need to bother the busy Ainz-sama with such a trivial matter.

“No need,” Sebastian’s voice was steady. “It won’t take long anyway.”

Suo Liuxiang hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't say anything more.

“I understand, Lord Sebastian.”

Solius's compliance was not without reason. Destruction was, in itself, what the members of Nazarick were supposed to do.

If Lord Sebastian said, "I'm going to save some people," then she would have to seriously consider whether something was wrong with Lord Sebastian.

Sebastian looked at her, the light streaming in through the window and falling on his gray hair.

A subtle expression appeared on that wrinkled face.

The silence lasted for a few seconds.

"Suoliuxiang".

"Yes, Lord Sebastian."

What are your impressions of Mr. Rune?

Suo Liuxiang blinked. The question came somewhat suddenly, but she still thought about it seriously.

Rune Aindora, that human nobleman. His strength was quite good for a human, and his appearance was acceptable, as for his personality... Solusang rummaged through the fragments of memories about Rune in his mind.

Chapter 4 The Eight-Finger Meeting

To be honest, I didn't feel anything special about the fragrance.

She was about to speak, to express her disdain for this human, but the words caught in her throat.

and many more.

A glint, similar to that of a predator discovering a new use for its prey, flashed in Suo Liuxiang's eyes.

Lord Sebastian said before that Rune is useful to Nazarick, so he cannot be eaten.

She had always obeyed this order, although every time she saw that human wandering around in front of her, she would involuntarily imagine his dying cries.

but.

If I could make him my partner.

The corners of Suo Liuxiang's mouth curved up little by little.

Do not choose to eat it all at once.

Digest a little bit at a time.

A few fingers, a piece of skin, an organ.

Then heal him with a healing scroll. Digest a little more, then heal him again.

In this way, Rune can continue to live, neither going against Lord Ainz's will nor hindering Nazarick's continued value.

At the same time, she could continuously savor the flavor that had intrigued her for so long.

From the perspective of predatory slimes, this is simply the perfect solution.

From a partner's perspective, this could probably be considered a kind of... compatibility?

Suo Liuxiang raised her eyelids.

"Perhaps it's not bad."

Her tone rose slightly, as if she were savoring the possibility of some delicious treat.

The smile on his lips didn't fade, and his eyes held a look of anticipation that Sebastian had never seen before.

Sebastian looked at her expression.

The old butler raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a genuine smile.

Sure enough. He knew it.

How could Suo Liuxiang remain completely unmoved by someone as outstanding as Mr. Lu En?

Those previous expressions of disdain were probably just the shyness of a young girl.

“Is that so?” Sebastian’s voice carried a hint of satisfaction characteristic of a Nazarick butler. “That’s good.”

The idea of ​​bringing the two young people together took even deeper root in his heart.

Soliuxiang watched as Lord Sebastian's figure disappeared into the shadows of the porch.

The footsteps gradually faded away, eventually being swallowed up by the chirping of insects coming from the courtyard.

Nine people sat around the round table; they were the managers of the eight departments.

The atmosphere was like people from different organizations being forced together at the same table.

In fact, it's pretty much the same. Drugs, smuggling, and the slave trade each have their own channels and their own agendas.