Zongman: I'm in Tokyo and just want to open a restaurant peacefully

Kamisaka Yuto couldn't help but be amused after hearing what Rimuru said.

Being a useless person who just eats and waits for death, this ideal is inexplicably attractive!

Kamisaka Yuto smiled and looked at Ainz.

"Ainz, what are you envious of?"

"Alas... I also want to have a normal body..."

After hearing Ainz's answer, Kamisaka Yuto suddenly had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He recalled what Ainz had said to him before about massage and other messed up things...

The look he gave Ainz instantly became strange.

"And then do something with a normal body that can't be done now?"

Kamisaka Yuto looked at the other person and asked.

"That's probably one of the reasons. After all, it's a bit inconvenient in this state most of the time."

Ainz sighed helplessly. Kamisaka Yuto raised his eyebrows and continued to ask:

"Do you actually want to be like the protagonist of this book and do XXX everywhere?"

"what???"

"As expected—you're thinking about that sort of thing."

“??? No way!!!”

"Really? I don't believe it."

“It’s really not!!!”

After Ainz explained, not only did Kamisaka Yuto not believe him, but even Rimuru and Saitama looked at him strangely.

Ainz's jaw dropped open. He didn't know how to explain it now.

wow-

At this moment, the arrival of a guest saved Ainz.

Everyone's attention was directed to the factory outside the door.

"Ahahaha, here I come, manager!"

When this person appeared, El-Melloi II in the corner instantly became excited!

The face that had been calm for such a long time was now trembling.

His eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist...

Asking for flowers, asking for evaluation, asking for rewards, asking for customization...

Chapter 160: What are you still standing there for?! Come here, Weber! (Subscribe!)

"Emperor!!!"*2

Rimuru and Ainz, a skeleton and a slime, were extremely surprised.

The visitor was Iskandar from last night. To Ainz and Rimuru, they were both fans of the Emperor.

That's why I'm so excited.

Although Saitama admired Iskandar last night, he did not regard him as an idol like Ainz and Rimuru.

So he didn't look that excited, he just smiled and nodded.

Perhaps it was because of the strong presence that Iskandar naturally exuded, he attracted the attention of everyone in the shop as soon as he entered.

But he did not feel uncomfortable or evasive because of this, instead he looked calm.

"Ahahaha, everyone and store manager, I'm back! Even though we haven't seen each other for a while, I really miss this place!"

Iskandar didn't look in any other direction and just sat down.

The actions and expressions show heroism and decisiveness.

The King of Conquerors, who has carried out his tyranny to the fullest, displays his tyranny in every move he makes.

"Emperor, do you want more wine today?"

Yuto Kamisaka also called the other party the Emperor.

This is simpler than calling it Iskandar 140.

"Of course!"

Iskandar answered Kamisaka Yuto's question with a hearty smile.

At this moment, Yuto Kamisaka felt that his decision to buy a large cup in the morning was really far-sighted.

When he took out the cup and placed it in front of Iskandar, the other party showed a slight joy.

"That's right, this kind of cup is the most suitable cup for drinking!"

Yuto Kamisaka poured wine for the other person as he spoke.

A full glass can directly hold a bottle of beer.

Although it didn't hold as much wine as the container I prepared for Iskandar last night, this cup was more comfortable to drink from.

Gudu Gudu...

When the beer was poured in, white foam began to rise.

As soon as Yuto Kamisaka finished pouring the wine, the other party picked up the big cup and drank it all in one gulp.

The momentum is extremely bold.

"Ah—comfortable! So good!"

After drinking it, Iskandar sighed with great relief, and the smell of alcohol suddenly emanated from him.

There were some wine foams on his red beard, but he didn't care.

Yuto Kamisaka secretly glanced at El-Melloi II in the corner.

The other person's body seemed to be shaking, as if he was enduring something.

Yuto Kamisaka felt a little emotional, but he said nothing to Iskandar.

"Yesterday I was worried about whether something would happen after I came out of the Throne of Heroes, but nothing happened when I returned yesterday. I waited for a long time and everything was still calm. When I tried to push the door open and return to the store, it wouldn't open. Only now did I realize that the door can be opened."

After drinking the wine, Iskandar spoke about his experience somewhat helplessly.

After listening to this, Yuto Kamisaka also began to understand a little.

"If you can't push the door open, it's probably because the store is closed. The store only opens at 7pm."

Kamisaka Yuuto explained.

Iskandar's expression also revealed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

He stretched out his fingers and scratched his cheek, an action that seemed a little out of character for him.

"I see, but the Heroic Spirits have no concept of time, so they can't tell when it's seven in the evening."

Iskandar felt helpless.

At this point, Kamisaka Yuto also thought of what Iskandar had said last night about the special nature of the Throne of Heroes space.

Without the concept of time, he has no way to solve this problem.

While Iskandar was talking to Yuto Kamisaka and the others, El-Melloi II in the corner was feeling extremely complicated.

He wanted to go over, but he felt inexplicably afraid.

The person he had always longed for finally appeared in front of him.

Not a dream!

Not an illusion!

It's true!

He clearly sensed the other party's presence.

His heart was beating extremely violently, a beating that had disappeared ten years ago!

I don't know when the tears started to flow.

If the tears hadn't dripped onto the back of his hand, he wouldn't have noticed.

He wiped his eyes in a panic, his posture completely unlike the elegance and composure he had when he just came in.

Even after ten years, he still couldn't control his emotions perfectly.

He adjusted his breathing and kept suppressing his heartbeat.

At this moment, he must stand up.

At this moment, he had to go over.

El-Melloi II stood up silently.

There was a slight tremor on the seemingly calm face.

The hands resting on the sides of his legs were also trembling slightly.

His steps were not very powerful.

On the contrary, I feel a little powerless.

Every step seems to be a journey through countless hardships.

He could feel his breathing becoming heavier, and his heartbeat, which had just calmed down a little, was now beating violently again.

Webber Velvet, are you willing to become my subject?

Only you... Only you are my only king...

Demonstrating the reality of dreams is the king's duty. Witnessing their end and passing them down to future generations is your duty as a subject. Live, Waver. Witness all this, and pass down the king's way of life, the heroic image of Iskandar's gallop.

King, I survived, I did not disobey your orders...

With every step El-Melloi II took, countless waves surged in his heart.