Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

There's nothing to fear anymore!

The adventurers will be kicked out of the conquered Painting World, but before that, the rewards for clearing it will be distributed.

A jet-black heavy suit of armor slowly descended in front of Elsa.

[Berserker Armor]

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Not long after, when Fingerley and others saw Ainz III again, he was in high spirits and full of vigor.

People were curious about what he had experienced in the Painting World, but he didn't give them a chance to ask. Instead, he urged:

"Quick, quick, let me see the battle between the invaders!"

Throughout the entire Sword Wind Legend of the Painting World, Ainz III admired Gus's warrior spirit, fighting desperately even when blind and with a severed arm. He thought this was how a warrior should be, and it must be what the old King Fred of the Warrior Country wanted to learn!

Surely, the adventurers of Yanor Kingdom were favored because they possessed this kind of spirit, right?

He was eager to witness it once more!

If Fingerley knew his thoughts, he'd probably break into a cold sweat.

Due to the complex terrain of the Casas Underground Tomb being unsuitable for viewing battles, the group specifically returned to the Fire Transmission Ceremony, helped Ainz III complete the Fire Injection Secret Ceremony to enhance spiritual power, and then turned to Fran Fort.

Here, it's almost everyone's first encounter with invaders, carrying too many fond memories.

For convenience, they even found a Beacon Tower and cleared the surrounding monsters.

Under Ainz III's urging, Fingerley summoned the invaders. Speaking of which, what strength of invaders could stand against this group?

[Invasion by the Soul-sucking Ghost "Black Bat"!]

Soon, an invader wearing a Black Bat mask and shrouded in a black cloak answered the call!

She let out an evil and wild laugh upon appearing, like a final-boss entrance, ready to spit harsh words at the crowd.

Then, her voice choked up.

Because at the moment of her appearance, except for those like the King, Princess, and Generals who did not participate much in dungeon activities, everyone else turned to look at her in unison.

At the sight of Fingerley, the Black Bat lady's hand trembled.

At the sight of Elsa, her knees nearly buckled.

Damn, she just wanted to bomb some newbies for old times' sake.

How did she end up shaking out the big ones!

"Start the battle, warriors!"

Standing on the Beacon Tower, Ainz III commanded the knights to rhythmically pound their shields, sounding like an unusual war drum, heating up the atmosphere.

The Black Bat lady was completely flustered, having just planned to blast some fish without bringing a Farewell Black Crystal, leaving herself with no retreat.

And who on earth was that old man making a fuss from the Beacon Tower!

The Black Bat lady looked to Elsa for help, assuming she'd be indifferent after having burnt out once, right?

However, Elsa flashed a sly, devious smile.

The Black Bat lady was dumbfounded.

It seems she'll have to brace herself and go for it; no problem, no problem, Luluwo, believe in yourself, you know Fran Fort better than anyone!

"One-on-one duel, no team fights!" she declared righteously, while subtly twisting her toes onto the open path behind.

Fingerley noticed her intent, smiled slightly, and agreed to her one-on-one request, but gestured to Aleya and Matilda behind to be ready to box her in at any time.

Ainz III on the Beacon Tower eagerly anticipated witnessing a battle full of warrior spirit, completely oblivious to the little tricks both sides had in mind.

This is the art of social maneuvering!

Just when both parties were poised for action—

[Invasion by the "Yarn Hunter"!]