Momonga helplessly reached out and ruffled Rimuru’s head.
He stood up from the chair and walked in front of the guild weapon, the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown.
He still clearly remembered that when they were making this guild weapon, Rimuru had said, “Everyone’s a staff maker,” which left everyone speechless.
But the frustrating thing (although he didn’t have them, he had phantom limbs, yes, confirmed) was that not only had the plot not started, but the guild hadn’t even been created.
Rimuru could only keep playing with Momonga, which was why Rimuru, despite not being a salaryman, joined this guild.
Because she was one of the ten founding members of this guild.
Rimuru had truly witnessed this guild go from weak to strong, from flourishing to declining, until now only she and Momonga remained.
“Rimuru, do you want to come see Albedo and the others with me?” Momonga stood in front of the guild weapon for a long time, then suddenly spoke, pulling Rimuru back from her memories.
“Sure, let’s go see them.
It’s the last time anyway.” Rimuru pretended not to know anything and followed Momonga, who was holding the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown, as they left the Supreme One’s room and walked down the stairs to the true ninth floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
As soon as they came down the stairs, Rimuru and Momonga were greeted by Sebas and the Pleiades Battle Maids bowing.
It was the first time Momonga had known Sebas’s name.
Rimuru disdainfully rolled her eyes at him, wondering how he didn’t even recognize the NPCs made by his best companions.
She walked straight past, entering the ninth floor through the passage, into the room where the throne was located.
Momonga didn’t mind; Rimuru was just like that.
He took Sebas and the Pleiades Battle Maids with him to the room.
Rimuru was already sitting on the armrest of the throne.
Momonga first ordered Sebas and the others to stand by, then curiously asked, “Why aren’t you sitting directly on the throne?” “It’s too hard, I don’t like it.
Who puts nothing soft on a throne?
This is making things difficult for me, a Slime.” Momonga was helpless.
Sitting in the chair, his gaze suddenly fell on Albedo, who was standing nearby.
He looked at her settings, flipping through them for a while until he reached the very bottom.
“Ah… Tabula, the setting maniac, I’m really speechless.” However, when he got to the bottom, he found one of Albedo’s settings: [Loves all men].
He was even more speechless.
He then used the Guild Staff in his hand to bypass the permissions and delete that last line, but he wasn’t sure what setting to add.
Suddenly, Momonga’s gaze fell on Rimuru, who was sitting on the armrest of the throne, humming an unknown song with narrowed eyes.
A smile played on his lips as he thought of a good idea.
He wrote in, “Deeply in love with Rimuru Tempest, and extremely obsessed with Rimuru.” He finished writing, saved it, and closed the settings panel.
Rimuru had often tricked him before, so it felt good to trick her back, even if she herself didn’t know.
Although Rimuru always said she was a boy, because of her pleasant voice and the fact that they had met her in person at an offline meetup, no one ever really treated her as a boy.
Momonga also had his own mischievous streak, wanting to see Rimuru and Albedo’s Yuri romance.
However, what surprised everyone at that meetup was that Rimuru had actually created a character in the game that looked exactly like herself.
It was quite impressive, one had to say.
After Momonga finished changing Albedo’s settings, he let out a long sigh and leaned back against the throne’s backrest, looking up at the various crimson-backed, gold-iconed banners hanging on the walls on both sides.
He mentally named the icon on each banner, one by one, until the last one.
A Slime ball, with only two curved lines for eyes on its face—that was Rimuru’s banner.
Alas, it was time to say goodbye to Rimuru too.
The numbers displaying the time in the upper right corner of the game interface continued to tick away, second by second.
Until the time became 00:00:01, Momonga froze in place.
What was going on?
Hadn’t the server already shut down?
Why was he still in the game interface?
He immediately tried to open the system page, but no matter how he tried, he couldn’t bring it up.
Suddenly, Momonga remembered Rimuru, who was sitting beside him.
He found that Rimuru was also frozen in place, with a bewildered expression, blinking at Momonga, who was looking at her.
“Oh, acting is so tiring.
If I transmigrated to a world that required acting later, I’d probably be an award-winning actor.” Although Rimuru’s face showed bewilderment, her heart was still jumping with excitement.
She couldn’t help it, since she knew the plot.
And she was ready to watch the love triangle between Shalltear, Albedo, and Momonga, but what she didn’t know was that Momonga hadn’t set Albedo to like him, but to like Rimuru.
Just as Rimuru and Momonga were still looking at each other in shock, Albedo, who had been kneeling on the ground after Momonga’s command, suddenly spoke.
“What’s wrong, Lord Momonga, and Lord Rimuru?” When Albedo called Rimuru, her tone was clearly off, but she had tried her best to control it.
“What exactly is going on?” Momonga released the Guild Staff in his hand, allowing it to float in mid-air, then reached out and picked up Rimuru, placing her on his lap.
Because Rimuru’s character settings were the same as her real-life appearance, and all the guild members were tall, non-human beings, Rimuru appeared very petite among all the characters.
“How would I know, hey?
By the way, can you still bring up your system page?
Mine isn’t working anymore.” Rimuru and Momonga huddled together, whispering something.
Albedo watched Rimuru eagerly from the side, her mind already imagining Rimuru-sama sitting on her lap, hugging her neck, and softly calling her name.
Her pretty face couldn’t help but flush.
She forced herself to calm down.
Now was not the time for such thoughts.
Lord Momonga and Lord Rimuru clearly seemed anxious, so she should wait for their commands.
Just then, Momonga suddenly called Sebas’s name, and Sebas immediately responded.
Hearing the reply, Momonga fell into thought again, continuing to whisper something with Rimuru.
Their conversation ended, and Rimuru jumped off Momonga’s lap, beginning to issue various commands in an orderly fashion.
“Sebas, proceed to the surface to confirm the situation around the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
Pleiades, patrol the ninth floor to ensure there are no intruders within the Great Tomb of Nazarick.” “Yes, Lord Rimuru.” Sebas and Yuri Alpha (hereinafter referred to as Yuri), the vice-captain of the Pleiades, respectfully said to Rimuru in unison.
After speaking, they both left.
Now, the entire space was left with only Rimuru, Momonga, and Albedo, who stood by, her eyes full of hearts, watching Rimuru give commands.
“Lord Rimuru is so handsome!!
The way she issues commands is truly irresistible!” Thinking this, Albedo squeezed her legs together and swayed slightly.
“Albedo, go to Rimuru’s side.” Momonga suddenly called Albedo’s name, telling her to go to Rimuru’s side, wanting to test his idea with Albedo and Rimuru.
Maybe it’s not a big deal now… maybe it will be later.
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”