"Rest in peace. May God bless you." Henry and his companion were standing in front of Ainz's dead body.
They had their hands joined and were praying for Ainz's soul.
"To respect him, his death."
"Hm." Henry gave him a nod.
His companion bent down, pushed the head towards Ainz's neck. The head and the body were connected. He kept this head where it was supposed to be before getting chopped off.
"I can't believe what have I done,"
"Relax. No one knows it was us who killed Ainz. so it won't be a problem."
"I am sad. Why me?! How can I…?" Henry grabbed his hair. He had the urge to pull them off one by one.
"Ssh. We should focus on our mission. Let's find that Ryan bastard and kill him! If it was not for him, sir Ainz would have been with us."
"Right." Henry grabbed his sword, "Let's kill that punk." He pulled his sword.
"First, we gotta search where his room is,"
"Behind? Let's check from the last corner,"
