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'Why did he stop talking...Is he thinking? Or...' As Jilknifer thought, his eyes suddenly glanced over Momoga's hand. The next moment, his eyes narrowed: 'What!? Hands... hand trembled? How could his hand tremble...Is he afraid? No, it's impossible, he is a skeleton, how could he be afraid of human heads? Could it be... angry? Yes, it must be like this! He must have seen through my lies, so he suppressed his anger!'

For a moment, Gilknifer's breathing increased a little, but at the same time his nervousness relaxed a little - since the other party was suppressing anger, it means that the other party was unwilling to get angry. If he was unwilling to get angry, it means that there was room for conversation!

Then, the question is whether I insist on this statement or admit that it was myself who ordered it.

After a brief hesitation, Gilkennifer decisively decided to choose the former - since all the gifts have been given, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face if he changed his words?

"This is how it is!" After making up his mind, Gilknifer stepped forward slightly and said in a deep voice: "This head belongs to Sir Pikachu. He is a nobleman in our empire and is deeply trusted by me! And this action was done on my back to please me! I have no idea of ​​his plan at all, otherwise I will decide to stop him from offending Your Excellency Gong!"

"..." Momoga did not speak, but quietly raised his right hand and teleported the brocade box in front of him and the head inside to the sub-space with black hole magic.

"Is this your explanation to me?" After annihilated the head, Momoga looked at Jilknifer calmly and said in a low voice.

The reason why Momoga lowered his voice was purely because he was scared. Damn, he opened the box and was dying with his head rolling his eyes at him...

If Momoga hadn't been shutting down recently, he had been acting passively in the form of a skeleton to train his courage, he would have been scared to tears.

But, on the other side...

‘His voice has become lowered!? Sure enough, he lowered his voice because of anger!?’ At this moment, Jilknifer was once again shaken, ‘What should I do? He is obviously angry. Do I still have to stick to my own statement??’

Gilknifer was so shaken, Gilknifer was so painful, Gilknifer was so entangled.

"Hu——" Suddenly, Momoga let out a long sigh, and then said in a normal voice: "Forget it, I won't talk about this matter anymore. Let's change the topic."

Momoga thought: ‘’

‘Don’t say it? Why don’t you say it?’ Gilknifer couldn’t help but be stunned when he saw Momoga suddenly change the topic, ‘Don’t let me go? No, it won’t be so relaxed! So why did he suddenly say such things? I won’t say much about this… No, wait, ‘Don’t say much’!? I understand, he was hinting me that he already knew all the things, so he didn’t want to talk too much about it, and I hope I know what to do…’

Thinking of this, a cold sweat left on Jilknifer's forehead, "What a terrible mind, I have to figure out what he means so long to understand his meaning in a casual sentence."

While Gilknifer on the other side was in a frenzy of shock, Momoga silently summoned a chair from the inventory and placed it behind Gilknifer, and then said, "Sit down."

‘Sit down, what is the deep meaning of this sentence…’ As his mind was shaken, Jilknifer only felt that every move of Momoga had the same deep meaning, and began to ponder it without stopping.

But before he could think of it... Oh no, I mean to understand the profound meaning of Momoga, Momoga asked calmly: "Speaking of it, I don't know your life yet."

"Uh...Gilkennifer, my name is Gilkennifer Lun Farold Al." Gilkennifer quickly reported his name.

"So that's it. Lord Jilknifer, you must have known my name?" Momoga glanced at the other party. He remembered that when he asked Mare and Aura to call people, he had reported his name.

"Ah, I know, Lord Ainz Ul Gong, right?" Gilknifer pulled the corner of his mouth and told Ainz's name in this world.

‘What he meant just now was to put psychological pressure on me and to oppress me, right?’ Gilkenif narrowed his eyes and murmured in his heart: ‘I know his name, but he doesn’t know my name… Hum, this is to tell me that he is more famous than me, right? I want to tell me the difference in status!’

It’s like a Chinese man who knows Jiang boss, Hu boss, and Xi boss, but these **oss may not necessarily know you, you are a little civilian, right?

"By the way." Just as Gilknifer was pondering, Momoga suddenly remembered something and asked with a smile: "How about my great underground grave in Nasarick?"

‘Well, after all, it’s just a guild built by a group of ordinary players. In the eyes of the real royal family, the decorations in many places seem strange.’ Momoga muttered depressedly in his heart.

‘Here, this question is indeed here!’ After hearing Momoga’s question, Jilknifer took a breath and said, ‘I knew there would be this question! But I thought he would ask this question as soon as he met, but he didn’t expect it to be delayed until now…’

‘No, no! It’s not delaying!’ Gilknifer suddenly thought of something, and his eyes shrank suddenly. ‘He first puts psychological pressure on me with his eyes, and then made a sarcastic sound to increase my psychological pressure. Later, he showed his strength to tell me that he could kill me easily, and then he underestimated my lies without naming them!!’

Gilknifer, who had figured out everything (thinking himself), couldn't help swallowing, "What a terrifying opponent, not only is he so smart, but he actually set up a trap step by step from the first second of meeting to wipe out my sharpness!?"

"What's wrong?" Momoga looked at Jilknifer, who was clenching his fists tightly and trembling all over his body, and couldn't help but urge him depressedly, "His Excellency Jilknifer?"

‘Didn’t the decoration really be so bad that this orthodox emperor could no longer bear it?’ Momoga looked at the other party with guilt.

‘Ahhh, it really started urging!’ Gilknifer gritted his teeth, ‘Since I brought people to Nasarick, this skeleton was deliberately or unintentionally showing Nasarick’s power, for this question – let me personally admit that my country is not as good as Nasarick!? This is indeed a great insult to the king!’

"Gilkennifer, don't worry like this." Momoga looked at Jilknifer who didn't say a word and couldn't help but say depressedly: "If you think there is something bad, just say it generously."

‘Hmph, is it necessary to retreat?’ Gilkennifer narrowed his eyes. What’s wrong with you? The combat power of the maids here is countless times stronger than the four horsemen I carefully selected. What’s wrong with it?

After a fierce inner struggle, Jilknifer spoke with a calm expression: "Grandmaster Gong, I have to admit that you are a very powerful king, and your Nasarick has the power to be invincible with the world."

"..." Momoga was stunned. What rhythm is this? Why did he suddenly talk about this topic?

"I know what you want to say." Gilknifer slowly stood up, took a strong breath, then slowly vomited out, and whispered: "You just hope that I can say it in person - Lord Gong, I will make a statement in the name of the Emperor of the Empire. From this moment on, the Bahas Empire will become a vassal state of the underground tomb of Nasarick."

"Uh..." Momoga blinked his eyes, and he raised his hand weakly and said, "His Excellency Jilknifer..."

"Please be sure to agree to my request!" Jilknifer suddenly bowed down and said word by word: "I sincerely brought the Empire to Nasarick's management!"

‘Are you satisfied this time?’ Gilkenif bit his teeth, ‘From the beginning of showing strength to the later psychological pressure, and asking about Nasarik’s strength… it is undoubtedly to hint me and let me recognize my identity!

You clearly have the ability to kill me and also have the ability to destroy the empire, but you didn't do it and kept hinting at me in words, making me admit that Nasarik's strength is for what?

There is only one possibility, right? Your goal is not to destroy the empire, but to... control the empire!’

"...Okay." The other party said this. Momoga felt that if he refused again, he was a little cheap and was so obedient. But there was a little helplessness in his voice.

‘I obviously want to have a pleasant and friendly conversation with the king, and learn what the emperor learned by the way. Why did it become like this after a few words?’ At this moment, Momoga felt so tired. Why couldn’t he understand the development of the matter at all?
Chapter completed!