"Thank you, for sparing my life." Ainz said to the guard, as he struggled to get himself up, and hurried towards his building.
When he was at the exit, he could hear the group of guards laughing and yelling what seemed to be his name. However, Ainz didn't seem to care because at this point he was looking at the notification message from the system that had appeared before him, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, he had almost blown his cover.
[Wyvern regeneration has been activated - level 2]
The moment this notification message appeared, Ainz's body began to gradually heal itself at an incredible speed visible to the eyes. Even the place where there used to be scars, new skin gradually appeared there replacing his old skin, this was the reason why he had quickly left the place. Although this wasn't the first time it was happening, but everytime it happened he had alway made sure to be far away from the prying eyes of the guard.
It didn't take long before he felt he was better again, Ainz squinted his eyes as he stared at his body although he was looking dirty and rough, but he could feel he was perfectly fine. Ainz had a light smile on his face, while there were multiple reasons why he decided to join the guards or allowed himself to be beaten by them.
So far, his decision had been correct, besides the fact he was able to get himself various practicing dummies for his skill, he had also gotten a lot of useful information from them and the attention he wanted, not just that but he had also acquired multiple techniques from being beaten but kept only one, and most importantly his wyvern regeneration skill had also leveled up some time ago. To the point, the kind of injuries he got from being beaten, could easily be helped after the wyvern regeneration became level 2.
At the same time, while Ainz was going back to his quarter, in another room no one could see in the guards building, two figures were staring at the courtyards where the guards were, and the guard who was celebrating his victory.
"So, what do you think my lord?" One of the figures asked the other.
"The child is strong, it was obvious he was toying with the guard, even the guard must have realized who clearly won the round. He is not just smart, but cunning and conscious of his position as well, so he wants to lay low as much as possible to hide himself, however, at the same time he can't give up on his taste for power.
"He's definitely a genius, especially for an elf who is said to have weak bodies and more inclined towards magic, the rumors about him were no lies. I didn't think that he would be able to learn your revolving technique in less than 2 years…"
Lmao, If Ainz was able to hear their evaluation of him, Ainz Dorak, Monarch of the shadows, he would have laughed his ass out. It would have been funny as fuck.
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"So, what do you think of him, my lord?"
The other man at the window thought for a moment, before saying.
"If the guard had used a weapon and his full strength from the onset, he would have not been able to fight back. Yet, he was able to use his age and appearance to his advantage, exploiting your men to train himself and acquire the things he needed to learn from them.
"The child is calculative, manipulative, fearless, and has great determination. I didn't expect that incident with the wyvern dragon 12 years ago, had affected his fragile mind to this degree. To think that incident breeded a child that is relentless in his greed for power, what I thought I prevented years ago."
There was an eerie silence in the room after the man said that he kept on staring at the courtyard before staring at the guards in the yard. At this moment, the whole guards in the building had left, and had gone to drink as usual.
"What do you think my lord, do you think we should dispose of him?"
The man's face darkened as he heard those words, the other man who had earlier said them suddenly felt intense pain from his guts, and the taste of metal began to envelope his mouth, and gradually trickle down from his nostril and lips, he was surprised the man would react that way, considering the relationship he had with the kid, but he quickly lowered his head, and forced a couple of words.
"I…am..orry my lord."
The moment he said that the intense pain still didn't stop until several moments later, where he was finding it difficult to breathe, and his consciousness was on the verge of pulling out.
"Do not dispose of him, however, it's just a matter of time before he causes some major trouble in the main family. I have known that child since he was a baby, and am sure he will not stop his search or curiosity for techniques, I just don't know how far he is willing to go."
"My lord, what should we do?" The other man said, but this time more cautiously, he had almost seen his ancestor because of what he said earlier, he didn't want to go see them for real this time.
After working with him for so many years, he had a tacit understanding of his master, there was never a second chance, except he thinks and cares deeply about the person.
Seeing the man thinking with his eyes closed for a moment, he stayed silent, awaiting his orders.
And then with a light sigh, he opened his eyes, and then said.
"Take him under your wings, and train him."