The Emperor of Baharuth: Ainz Ooal Gown

Ainz Path Forward Is Decided For Him

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"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Flashback"/Flashback

{Message}

(Telepathy)

*SPELL/ABILITY/MARTIAL ART*

*[METAMAGIC]*

THIS IS NOT CANON! GO AWAY IF YOU ARE HERE FOR CANON!

A/N: Time to see how Ainz reacts to be summoned before Emperor Jircniv. The decisions of other choose Ainz path forward for him. The rest of the World learns of Ainz plans soon after they come to fruition.

Time for Chapter 4!

Ainz had given Sera instructions and he had no doubt she'd follow them even if she didn't understand some of them. Now, he was making his way to the front door, and the pounding was getting as annoying as it was unnecessary.

"This is your last warning! Open in the name of Emperor-"

Ainz swung the door openly quickly to stop the annoying bastard from yelling again.

"Yes, yes. You do realize it takes a while for a naked man to get dressed and come all the way across a house this large from the second floor, correct?"

Ainz was a little surprised at who exactly was waiting at the front door when he opened it. He figured it was some of the household guards from the Imperial Palace, and he was correct there. However, there was also Nimble Arc Dale Anoch, Baziwood Peshmel, and the Empire's most powerful asset, Fluder Paradyne, along with two of his acolytes.

"Emperor Jircniv Rune Farlord El Nix has summoned you before him. We are here to escort you, Mr. Gown."

Nimble's authoritative tone might have been more convincing if he wasn't looking at Ainz and practically shaking with fear. He's surprised the man didn't stutter his way through the whole spiel.

"And if I refuse, being as I'm not a citizen of the Baharuth Empire and do not recognize him as my sovereign, I suppose you will arrest me and take me in front of him by force?"

"A foreigner you may be, but you are within the borders of the Baharuth Empire, Mr. Gown. If you do not-"

"Oh, enough of this foolishness! Is it true you can cast Tier 5 magic?! You may be a giant, but don't look to be much older than your early twenties! You should consider becoming my apprentice!"

Fluder had enough of the passive aggressiveness from Nimble that was leading nowhere because the man was shaking in his boots. He only cared if it was true Ainz Ooal Gown could already cast Tier 5 magic at such a young age.

"Perhaps..." Fluder didn't miss the smirk on his lips. "Perhaps not. I'm not inclined to share my abilities with people I don't know. I was also taught never to go anywhere with strangers."

Ainz chuckled, Fluder seemed to like his cheekiness, but the others didn't look nearly as happy.

"Perhaps we should search the house to see if you are hiding anyone else in there?"

"You'd sack the home of a fellow Imperial Knight?"

Nimble looked like he wanted to answer, but couldn't figure out what to say. Baziwood stood there stone-faced, and Ainz had all the information he needed.

"Very good to know. Well, I do not wish for Leinas's home to be destroyed simply because I didn't want to take a carriage ride and a short walk." Ainz motions toward the carriages that had been sitting there the whole time. "Lead the way, gentlemen."