In addition to the old man, there was also a blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl standing in the field. This girl was also wearing very gorgeous clothes, looking like a beautiful princess. However, at this moment, her expression revealed a humble look, and she was respectful to the two people in front of her. This appearance was more like a maid with an extremely outstanding appearance than a princess.
"Oh, you came, Sebas." Shalltear seemed a little surprised that the middle-aged butler would appear here, but when she saw Sebas, she still showed a dignified smile.
"Sorry, I played a little too much. These thieves are also very difficult to escape, it seems that I wasted a lot of time here."
Shalltear maintained an elegant tone and said these words, but Shalltear's words always liked to have a strange verbal tic at the end.
Sebas had long been accustomed to this. The old butler's back was straight, and his face was as stern as a knife carving. He stood upright, meticulous.
Regarding Shalltear's statement, he just shook his head lightly and said, "That's not the reason. Did something happen just now? I felt a very powerful magic fluctuation not far away."
The distance between the graveyard and here was not particularly far. The magic fluctuation caused by Roa's magic sword just now was obviously noticed by the two of them.
"Well, it seems that something did happen." Shalltear said in an uncertain tone, "Do you want to go and see? With this level of magic fluctuation, the other party should be a human powerhouse. If we catch him, we can be considered to have completed our mission."
"Do you need me to take action?" Sebas asked.
Shalltear waved her hand, her enchanting red eyes gleamed, and the girl's face showed an intoxicated expression again. She directly refused and said, "Let me play with him for a while first, Sebas. You still have your own things to do, right? It's enough for me to handle this alone."
Sebas nodded his head. He was not too surprised by this answer. It was completely reasonable for a war-loving person like Shalltear to make such a choice.
After all, Shalltear was quite fond of the pleasure brought by killing, the feeling of blood splashing and bathing her whole body.
"In that case, I won't disturb you." Sebas bowed to Shalltear in an extremely standard manner and said, "We will retreat here and go to carry out the other tasks ordered by Lord Ainz."
Just saying this, Shalltear asked back, "Is there no problem on your side? It seems that there have been many things that were not in the plan tonight."
That was indeed the case. If it was to act according to Ainz's plan, then it would probably be to find some humans in the vicinity of E-Rantel who would not attract too much attention even if they disappeared, and capture those who knew how to use magic or martial arts and send them back to Nazarick.
And in order to fulfill the master's insistence on "not attracting too much attention," the guardians formulated a series of actions that were too cumbersome and troublesome for their existence.
First of all, the battle maid managed by Sebas—Solution Epsilon—pretended to be a willful young lady from a wealthy family, and together with Sebas Tian, who was also pretending but was also a butler by profession, checked into the most luxurious hotel in E-Rantel, the Shining Golden Pavilion, and made some eye-catching behaviors there to attract thieves who were eyeing wealthy families.
After confirming that the prey had been hooked, Sebas and Solution would lure them outside E-Rantel and hand them over to Shalltear and her two vampire brides for processing.
The person who carried out this mission was Shalltear, and Sebas and Solution were only assisting from the side, and then they would leave and go to other places to collect the necessary information for the master. This was the task they were currently carrying out, but at the moment, there seemed to be some accidents.
However, Sebas had a considerable degree of confidence in this. The old butler said meticulously, "Don't worry, there is no problem on my side. As long as there is no problem on your side, even if there are some deviations, it doesn't matter."
Hearing this, Shalltear also made a relaxed expression on her face. Shalltear showed two small fangs and said with a smile, "Is that so? Then I wish you a smooth journey?"
Hearing this, Sebas's old and serious face also showed an imperceptible smile. Sebas stared at Shalltear and said, "You too, Shalltear. We are all carrying out the things ordered by Lord Ainz, so let's work hard together."
"That's natural, for Nazarick, for the Supreme Being." Shalltear smiled, and Sebas also agreed with this very much and repeated it again.
"That's right, for Nazarick, for the Supreme Being. Okay, I'm leaving first, I'll leave the rest to you."
After saying that, Sebas took the little maid beside him, drove the carriage, and left into the distance.
Soon there was only Shalltear left here.
The bright moon hung high, Shalltear licked the corner of her mouth, and looked at the distance again, and that place was where Roa was.
"What should I play next?"
As if breaking free from the shackles on her body, the girl's expression also became hideous. In this pitch-black night, she exuded an extremely evil aura all over her body.
"[Flight]!"
Shalltear's figure turned into a red light and shot towards the graveyard.
Just as Shalltear was heading towards Roa's location, Roa, who was originally walking back, noticed this evil aura.
Roa, who was originally planning to go back to sleep, paused slightly, and Roa's expression was somewhat strange.
Roa's perception was not a joke, and the other party showed such obvious hostility, which was immediately captured by him.
"Forget it, I haven't had enough fun anyway, so I'll play with you for a while."
With this thought, Roa took the initiative to approach.
When the two met in a real sense, Shalltear's face showed a slight doubt, and then after thinking for a while, she opened her mouth in surprise and said, "You are, that person from a few days ago?"
Roa did not speak, his green shirt fluttering in the wind, he had already seen Shalltear's appearance clearly, and at this moment he did not seem to have much surprise.
The surprise on Shalltear's mouth quickly turned into a cruel smile, her eyes seemed to be measuring Roa's body like sharp knives, as if she had seen some rare ingredients.
"Then, I'll start!" As if making a declaration, Shalltear began to slowly approach Roa.
At this moment, she had already entered a state of bloodthirsty madness, devoid of her usual calm rationality.
This is a state she easily falls into during battle or after absorbing blood, but she herself doesn't care about it, even enjoying the process.
In Shalltear's view, the natives of this world, no matter how strong, couldn't be that powerful, even someone like Roa.
After all, as a guardian, she has her own pride.
As the Floor Guardian of the first to third floors of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, a level 100 NPC personally designed by the Supreme Being of "Ainz Ooal Gown," Shalltear Bloodfallen's power in this world is almost at the level of a natural disaster.
In her opinion, Roa might indeed have some strength, but what does a little strength matter in the face of true power?
Without considering Gargantua, Shalltear is the most comprehensively powerful guardian. She was created with a rigorous job structure, wearing legendary-class equipment, and wielding a Divine-class weapon that can absorb the opponent's damage to restore her own health - the Spuit Lance.
As a faith-based magic caster who believes in the original bloodline - the ancestor god "Cainabel" (a minor boss in YGGDRASIL), she not only possesses several spells to deal with the undead but is also skilled in melee combat. In terms of ability, she can be said to be Ainz's nemesis.
Shalltear's overall strength among players is positioned in the lower-middle tier. If her entire equipment is replaced with Divine-class gear, her strength can reach the upper-middle tier. If she further adjusts her equipment according to the opponent's characteristics, she can even reach the upper-top tier.
Such a character indeed has the capital to be proud.
As a predator, she has strong confidence in her own strength. Under this confidence, she even began to enjoy the process of hunting her prey.
Slowly approaching her opponent is to create more pressure. She didn't conceal her aura; that fierce, beast-like aura was completely released.
A blood-red sphere floated above Shalltear's head, and the evil aura emanating from her body was so intense that it was almost suffocating. Yet, the young man before her remained unmoved.
The young man's calm expression surprised Shalltear somewhat.
She didn't rush to attack but asked curiously, "…Aren't you going to run?"
The distance between the two was now less than three meters. Shalltear knew that Roa was a high-level magic caster. To be precise, Roa's information was publicly available within the Great Tomb of Nazarick. Of course, Ainz knew very little about Roa, and the so-called information was just superficial.
Roa had revealed very little in this world, and the information was limited to his ability to cast ninth-tier magic.
In Shalltear's view, Roa was no match for her in close combat.
However, Roa's response was a faint smile: "Run? Shouldn't you be the one running?"
"Ara, you're really confident, just like those thieves. How should I put it? So adorably stupid. But look, their blood is all gathered above my head."
"I'm not as merciful as Lord Ainz. Human, if you don't run, you'll be killed very cruelly, very cruelly. Really, it will be very cruel, and things like blood will be sucked dry. Or are you just a fool who can't even sense danger, with no observation or insight?"
"If that's the case, considering you're a fool, I'll be as gentle as possible when I suck your blood later."
Shalltear's wine-red eyes became even more eerie.
In fact, if it were any other guardian, they wouldn't waste so much time talking, but Shalltear is one of the most special. She not only enjoys killing but also likes to tease her prey, making them show despair and fear, playing with them to the extreme before torturing them to death.
However, in response to these words, Roa's lips curled up, revealing a mocking expression: "I think, perhaps your master told you not to act rashly before you clearly understand my background."
"But after discovering that the target is me, you still chose to attack. It seems the blood pool has quite an impact on you."
Shalltear's expression changed slightly upon hearing this.
She knew her own condition best.
The blood sphere gathered above her head is actually a skill called Blood Pool that Shalltear released. Its effect is simple: it can store the blood of victims for various purposes and extract magic power from it.
However, releasing this skill affects her own rationality.
In fact, Shalltear has many skills that, when released, cause her to fall into a berserk state, with her rationality beyond her control.
Like this time, if Shalltear were in a normal state, her first thought upon seeing that her opponent was Roa would definitely not be to try to kill him but to follow Ainz's orders and retreat after probing him.
This is also a passive penalty of her job.
The Valkyrie class is too powerful, so it is given a penalty weakness to balance the class's strength. That is, the more blood that stains the body, the greater the urge to kill, although combat power will be greatly enhanced, but the price is that it will become a state where the spirit cannot be controlled.
These things are not secrets among them.
But how did Roa know these things?
Shalltear's expression became somewhat gloomy. She lost interest in continuing the conversation. Without saying anything more, she took a step forward, clenched her right fist, and lightly punched Roa's chest.
Although she didn't use a weapon, with Shalltear's level 100 and her job characteristics, the power of this strike was not small. Even the seemingly small fist was enough to pierce through dragon scales. This was a powerful force capable of killing anyone in this country.
However, the moment Shalltear launched her attack, a cold light suddenly flashed.
A chilling, moonlight-like slash descended at a speed surpassing Shalltear's dynamic vision. Before Shalltear could react, a slender, white arm had already flown into the air.
"Eh?"
Shalltear uttered a dazed sound, her voice somewhat foolish. Her gaze blankly looked at her severed right arm, her expression somewhat bewildered.
After waiting for a while, her not-so-bright brain finally realized what was happening.
Her arm had been cut off, cut off by this guy at an unparalleled speed.