Under Nigun's command, his subordinates began summoning angels one after another. The angels, which Gazef Stronoff had nearly wiped out, leaving only one, now had their numbers replenished.
At the same time, countless weakening spells were launched, targeting Gazef Stronoff.
"Is this Magic? Can everything be accomplished with Magic? Damn it!"
Gazef Stronoff propped his sword on the ground. His subordinates had suffered heavy casualties. He had hoped to kill the enemy commander to give his subordinates a chance to escape, but it seemed impossible.
He was almost at his limit, while the enemy seemed to have expended nothing at all.
"Farewell, Stronoff," Nigun said softly. If he disregarded their opposing stances, he respected someone like Gazef Stronoff.
Not everyone would be wholeheartedly loyal to their country; even Theocracy had its share of scoundrels, such as the disguised soldiers, especially their captain—Belius—who massacred the kingdom's border villages to lure the Warrior Captain out.
He was a wealthy capitalist in Theocracy, joining the army just to gain prestige. His character was selfish and malicious, which was precisely why Theocracy decided to send him to do this.
In fact, most of these Theocracy soldiers disguised as Empire soldiers were people with certain misdeeds. A team composed of such individuals was most suitable for such dirty work.
If they died during the mission or were exposed, Theocracy could completely shirk all responsibility without any psychological burden.
After all, these people were not good individuals; they rose through connections and money domestically. Such parasites could not be completely eradicated, so when dirty deeds were required, Theocracy temporarily grouped them together for action.
Just like this time, Nigun was naturally well aware of these people's situations. Although he wished he could execute these scoundrels who ran rampant in Theocracy, he had to obey Theocracy's arrangements.
No matter how much he admired Gazef Stronoff's loyalty to his country, their positions were different, and what needed to be done had to be done.
Just as Nigun closed his eyes, preparing to wait for the angels summoned by his subordinates to deliver the final blow to Gazef Stronoff, he heard gasps of astonishment all around him.
Nigun quickly opened his eyes and looked. He saw that Gazef Stronoff had disappeared, replaced by a person wearing a magnificent, jet-black robe and a mask, as well as a person in jet-black armor holding a long axe.
From their attire, it was clear that they were not cheap, widely circulated goods; just by their appearance, one could tell they were first-rate Magic items.
Nigun pondered. Gazef Stronoff, who had been pushed to his limits, had vanished, and these two mysterious figures had appeared instead. So, it was probably some kind of teleportation Magic, but given the situation just now, it was impossible to determine what kind of Magic it was.
He remembered Gazef Stronoff seemed to have mentioned during the recent battle that the villagers in the village behind them were protected by a powerful Magic Caster. He hadn't taken it seriously then, but it turned out to be true.
Although Nigun hated that group of disguised soldiers, it did not prevent him from continuing to slaughter everyone in this village after dealing with Gazef Stronoff.
For no other reason than the need for secrecy, this was an unavoidable matter. On the path to creating a great future for humanity, some people always had to be sacrificed.
"Hello everyone, people of Slane Theocracy, my name is Ainz Ooal Gown. It would be my honor if you could kindly call me Ainz."
Although there was some distance, Momonga's words were carried over by the wind.
Nigun silently watched Ainz without responding. He was observing the other party's actions and assessing his strength.
Seeing this, Momonga didn't mind and continued, "This person behind me is Albedo. I'd like to make a deal with everyone. Would you mind sparing a moment?"
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"Boring."
Hades lightly uttered such words. Momonga had remained motionless in that house, so he slightly reduced the magnification of his monocular telescope. This allowed him to encompass the battle between the natives outside the village while still keeping Momonga in sight.
His 'boring' was an evaluation of the battle between the natives. For battles between level 100 players, which often involved 10th-tier or Super-Tier Magic, the current battle, with a maximum of 3rd-tier Magic, was truly very boring. He seemed to have overestimated these people.
Although he couldn't hear any sound, he could gather a lot of information just by watching with his eyes, such as those natives. From their attire, they were probably an army, as only an army could have such uniform dress.
Combining this with what Enri's father had said earlier, that this was the border of Re-Estize, it could probably be concluded that this was a skirmish between two nations.
Judging by the number of people in these two forces, they were probably not elite troops; one of the teams didn't even have uniform armor.
So, it should be a minor border skirmish. If such a force was not an elite troop, then 3rd-tier Magic would be the baseline for the national army's strength.
If such a standard were used for extrapolation, the nation's elite forces could probably cast 6th or 7th-tier Magic, which would be around level 40 or so.
However, generally speaking, the strength of an army cannot be considered outstanding, because what an army needs most is obedience to commands, not individual quality.
"Hmm...."
In other words, there would probably be people in this world who could use Super-Tier Magic, meaning characters above level 70, and perhaps even level 100 characters.
Upon this speculative result, Hades temporarily breathed a sigh of relief. At least the overall level of this world did not exceed his understanding, and they also used tier Magic.
"Eh! Uh...."
Hades's heart suddenly tightened, but then he relaxed again. He saw Momonga disappear from that house. Since he hadn't seen any signs of Magic being cast, he thought he had used some special item to return to Nazarick.
But then he saw the strong man who was about to be killed disappear, replaced by Momonga and Albedo.
Hades immediately understood. Momonga had used a Replacement Doll. This was a cash shop item in YGGDRASIL, though it was a consolation prize from a 500-yen gacha pull. It was an item that allowed for single-target or group transfer.
The usual use was during guild wars, where scouts would throw this item into the enemy's camp for a surprise attack. However, due to many countermeasures and some item restrictions, it wasn't very effective.
"Is this guy planning to bully noobs...."
Hades watched Momonga's actions and immediately felt amused. This guy was actually going to fight those natives.
Excellent. He had been worried that he might be detected prematurely and Momonga would fly to a distance invisible to the naked eye, leading to a failed instant kill and an overtime battle.
Now that Momonga's attention was drawn by the natives, he could approach a little, thereby increasing the probability of an instant kill.