Overlord, Vol. 01: The Undead King

changed my name. From now on, call me…” Ainz pointed his finger and gathered everyone’s eyes. “Call me Ainz Ooal Gown, Ainz for short.” His finger was pointing to the tapestry behind the throne with the guild’s crest. He struck the floor hard with his staff to get everyone’s attention. “Anyone with objections, stand and say so.”
No one had anything to say in response. Albedo spoke, beaming. “We have heard your honorable name. Hail, Lord Ainz Ooal Gown! To you, most noble one, Ainz Ooal Gown, we of the Great Tomb of Nazarick pledge our absolute loyalty!”
Then the guardians joined in. “Hail,

f you’re getting Neuronist to do it, that’s no problem. But you know I want to experiment on the corpse, right?”
“Yes, my lord. Then, we are currently appraising the gear we stripped off the knight-looking things, but I have heard none of the items are very enchanted. I imagine we’ll put everything in the treasury when we’re done.”
“Sure, that seems appropriate.”

Before everyone’s eyes, it grew bigger and bigger—a vacuum.
It sucked everything in.
Soon nothing was left and it had gone so laughably, stunningly easily.
With the brilliant dominion authority lost, the light in the area dimmed all at once. The wind rushing over the plains, rustling the grass, seemed to echo. In the midst of the silence, a hoarse voice spoke. “What are you…?!” Nigun asked the impossible being again. “I’ve never heard of a caster by the name of Ainz Ooal Gown. But then, there can’t be someone who can take out the highest-level angel in one shot. It would be wrong for such a person to exist.” He shook his head weakly. “All I know is you’re vastly stronger than evil spirits. It doesn’t make sense… What ar