Walking out of the Round Table Conference Room on the ninth floor, Momonga walked down the luxurious red carpet to the grand staircase.
This was the connection between the ninth and tenth floors. Looking at the majestic double doors that were more than five meters high, adorned with exquisitely carved statues, the right door was a goddess, and the left door was a demon.
The statues were designed very realistically, as if they were about to come to life.
Momonga never thought that one day he would walk to the Throne Room with such heavy steps.
These two doors were the work of "Lucifer." That guy lacked communication skills and couldn't grasp the sense of distance between people well.
Even Momonga couldn't deal with him very well, and even felt a bit disgusted. But even so, Momonga now hoped that he could appear by his side, even if it was such an unpopular person.
During the call with Albedo, he explained that he had been resurrected in Nazarick. Then, Momonga asked them to return to Nazarick immediately and summon all the guardians to the Throne Room.
But after ending the call, he suddenly regretted it a bit. He shouldn't have issued such an arbitrary order. In a hurry, he hadn't thought about how to explain his failure, how to face these subordinates.
Would his failure make them feel insignificant and betray him, perhaps even seize control of Nazarick? What would he do then?
Originally, he was just worried about the unknown enemy, but now the problem seemed more complicated.
While company leaders might be idle, they certainly possess exceptional abilities. Regardless of their abilities, they often possess a particular strength that led them to their position.
Even if there was an error in the decision-making at work, they would smoothly push the responsibility to their subordinates with appropriate reasons, so as to maintain their authority as leaders.
As the supreme ruler of Nazarick, Momonga believed that his relatively outstanding ability was only PVP, but he encountered a Waterloo in his most skilled area.
Although it was an assassination, losing was losing. Apart from death, there was nothing absolutely fair in the world.
During the YGGDRASIL period, "Ainz Ooal Gown" had PKed a player in the form of an assassination, but they were counter-killed by the other party.
In the end, the player was sniped by the indignant companions, causing that player to quit the game. And perhaps what was happening to him now was retribution.
Whether he pushed the responsibility for this matter to Albedo, or Aura, or Mare, it wasn't what Momonga wanted to see.
The matter itself had already severely damaged his authority. If he pushed the responsibility to them again.
It might make them even more dissatisfied, and it would also make the other guardians who served him as the Supreme Being feel dissatisfied. If this continued, one day they would betray him.
Momonga couldn't think of how to explain the reason for the loss. He couldn't push the reason for the loss to his subordinates.
With such a heavy and uneasy mood, he stood at the door of the Throne Room for a long time.
In the end, he still pushed the door open. Some things always had to be faced. If it really didn't work, he would bow his head and admit his mistake to his subordinates, admitting his failure.
If they were disappointed in him and wanted to leave Nazarick, he would still try to keep them as much as possible. If they made demands, he would have to satisfy them.
No matter what, these guardians were like the children of his former companions. Momonga didn't want to lose them after losing his companions.
As for that unknown enemy, if it was found that they were a player who hated "Ainz Ooal Gown" in YGGDRASIL, he had to make enough countermeasures. Perhaps the other party had also come here with the guild.
That would be a bit bad. If it was really a player who hated "Ainz Ooal Gown," then there probably wouldn't be any possibility of reconciliation.
If he switched the positions of both sides, he wouldn't forgive the actions of "Ainz Ooal Gown."
Passing through forty-two exquisite pillars, on the way to the throne, Momonga didn't dare to look at the guardians who were kneeling to him. Thanks to this undead body, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to walk to the throne.
Sitting lightly on the "Throne of Kings," he looked down at the guardians who were bowing their heads and listening to the instructions. Everyone's face was serious.
"Please, don't be like this, everyone..."
Momonga groaned in his heart. It was already very stressful to sit in this position, clumsily imitating the imagined behavior of a ruler.
And now his pressure was even greater. But continuing to be silent wasn't a solution. Momonga coughed lightly. Just as he was brewing the wording of his speech in his mind, he was interrupted.
"Ainz-sama! Please forgive my rudeness, but I believe that there is something that I must ask you to agree to."
Demiurge's expression was stern. Kneeling on the ground, he raised his head and stared at Momonga. From his face, he seemed to see a determination to not give up until he achieved his goal.
"Damn, it's really like this. They're dissatisfied with me as the ruler," Momonga cried out in his heart. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he was preempted by another voice.
"Demiurge, please pay attention to your address. Ainz-sama has already changed his name to - Ainz Ooal Gown. As the integrator of the forty-one Supreme Beings, only Ainz-sama is worthy of such a name."
As the Guardian Overseer, Albedo had an obligation to correct the guardians' wrong behavior.
"Oh?" Demiurge glanced at Albedo, and then looked at Momonga and asked, "Ainz-sama, is it as Albedo said?"
"Uh...that's right. I intend to spread the name of Ainz Ooal Gown throughout the world," Momonga nodded stiffly, saying the thing about changing his name that he had decided in Carne Village.
"I see. As expected of the Supreme Being, to let all things in this world know the greatness of Ainz Ooal Gown," Demiurge's mouth curled up slightly.
Conquering the world by uniting the names of forty-one Supreme Beings. This was the spirit of the Supreme Being who ruled them.
"No...it's nothing...um...cough cough...Demiurge, what...what was the request you just said? Say it, I will agree to anything. Also, everyone, please get up and speak. There's no need to be restrained."
It was actually he himself who was restrained. Momonga, listening to Demiurge's praise, almost habitually used the honorific "you" because of his nervousness. It must be very strange for a superior to use "you" as an address to subordinates.
"Understood."
Demiurge and the guardians got up. Then, he looked at Albedo and said to Momonga, "Ainz-sama, please abolish Albedo's position as Guardian Overseer and imprison her in the "Frozen Prison" until she can realize her mistake."
As his words fell, the Throne Room fell into an eerie silence. Cocytus stood there silently, without saying a word.
Shalltear had a gloating look on her face. Aura and Mare had surprised expressions, but they also seemed a little nervous, as if they had made a mistake.
"....."
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