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After the guests of the three emperors entered the room given to them Nero's smile became a little less bright, after which she placed her hands between her head, as if trying to squeeze something pulsating inside.

"Nero?.." Caligula's voice made the girl turn towards the mad Emperor, "Is everything all... Right?.."

"Just a headache," the girl said, trying to show off her eternal smile, although it appeared somewhat strained, "It's nothing, not something that should be paying attention to."

"Nero, if it's hard for you..." - although Caligula's voice sounded menacing because of his hoarse tone and the stretch with which he uttered the words, but he was trying to convey concern — and perhaps even anxiety — at least to the extent possible for the Berserker.

"It's all right ~ umu!" - Nero immediately dismissed the concern of Caligula, bluffing her way through with a smile, "Come on, that fatty has obviously been waiting for us!"

Caligula only nodded in response, taking a step back.

Now Nero was in the guest wing, where she led all the unexpected visitors who came to Antium on her urging, standing in one of the huge corridors that naturally belonged to a palace according to the architect's plan. The reason she volunteered to lead the visitors? Of course, to show off the hospitality of the Emperor of Rome herself!

'Although…' - a lonely thought overshadowed the girl's happiness- 'Can I still call myself the Emperor of Rome after all that have happened?'

The girl refrained from grimacing and, glancing at Caligula then followed him.

The second reason was simple. Caesar needed time to analyze all the facts revealed to him during the brief conversation with the Servants of Ainz. And at this time for Nero at this time it best to do two things: to not bother Caesar during his rumination and to make sure that the Servants, like Ainz himself, quietly went into their rooms, and not wander around the palace.

'Although,' Nero frowned a little, keeping her wide smile on her face, 'If one of them is an Assassin, then the situation may get complicated.'

Caesar was smart enough to make an accurate, almost complete psychological portrait of a person within ten minutes of a dialogue. Nero was far from being so confident in her ability to do this.

'But I am the Emperor of Rome!' - the girl immediately swept away this thought from herself, dismissing the thought that she, Nero herself, could not do something - 'Even in the case that something like that happened…'

After a couple of minutes, Nero and Caligula made the short trip back to the dining room, where Caesar was now, to find him continuing to calmly eat the huge steak laid out in front of him on a plate.

"Caesar," the girl sighed, "I don't remember that this steak was present during the banquet."

"Banquet, pf!" - the man after barely swallowing a piece of steak, almost patronizingly grinned at the absurdity of the word used by Nero, "A small aperitif before dinner is all that is!"

Nero sighed. Fighting Caesar's gluttony was futile.

'However,' the girl sighed. 'This does not tarnish all his other merits.'

Caligula walked silently behind Nero, sitting in the same seat that he did before, after which Nero sighed and then sat across from Caesar.

"So," the girl looked at Caesar, who continued to enjoy his next dish, "What did you find out about Ainz's Servants?"

"Can't this wait until I finish my meal?" Caesar glanced reproachfully at Nero, continuing to cut into the last piece of meat.

"We don't have that much time," the girl broke into a smile, highlighting the word "that much," "By the time you finish your dinner, it'll already the time to go into a "midnight snack" ~ umu!

"You definitely need to learn to appreciate the little things in life more," Caesar sighed, then moved the empty plate away from himself, looking at the girl, "But okay, okay, so be it..."

Caesar sighed after that. He liked being the "funny fat man" and looking at beautiful women and enjoying the delicacies. He was not very fond of discussing serious topics - but this time, apparently, he would have to make an exception once again.

"One Servant's identity was easy to identify," Caesar sighed. It was not really 'that' easy, but even if Cainabel refrained from her abusive jokes - Caesar would probably have found a couple of leads from her appearance alone - "Jeanne d'Arc, Saint of Orleans."

Nero nodded knowingly at this, - "Good combat abilities, Noble Phantasms capable of supporting the other Servants and…"

For a second, Nero froze at the premonition piercing her mind.

"Exactly," Caesar sighed, "Divine Resolution and True Name Discernment."

Divine Resolution. A Ruler's right to intervene in the ongoing Holy Grail War using the power of a war overseer. The right to use the Absolute Order on any Servant participating in the War.

"Divine Resolution can be a problem," Caesar frowned. There was a way to disobey the Divine Resolution - a Servant without a Master could refrain from executing such an order and, as it should be, even an Absolute Order if it is too strongly opposed by the personality of the Servant it could not force a Servant to do anything, - "Nero, you were summoned without a Master and therefore, you are not susceptible to the effect of the Absolute Order. However, Caligula and I…"

"Ah?" Nero suddenly looked up and realizing what was said, she suddenly laughed, "I completely forgot that I am without a Master and therefore invulnerable. How stupid of the Fifth Emperor ~ umu! I can't believe that I let it slip my mind ~ umu!"

Caesar frowned at this display, but did not let his focus waver, - "However, True Name Discernment... That is something from which we cannot defend ourselves."

True Name Discernment. Contrary to the specificity of the name, this skill not only allowed the possessor to determine the identity of any Servant that the Ruler encountered - in this case, Jeanne d'Arc - but also their parameters, skills and Noble Phantasms. It was more than simply 'dangerous'.

Although anyone who knew Caesar's name could have guessed some of his abilities — given that he was summoned as a Saber — not the most useful class for summoning Caesar, in his opinion — his Phantasm and Parameters remained a trump card up his sleeve.

"She will not be able to determine my parameters and abilities," Nero suddenly said confidently, after which, looking at the uncomprehending Caesar, she smirked, "I'm still the Emperor ~ umu! I took care of that!"

"Good," Caesar sighed, "But that may not help us much."

"The second Servant I could identify is similar to Jeanne d'Arc as two drops of water," Caesar sighed, "Even if they are different, like day and night. My guess that she is Jeanne d'Arc Alter, summoned as an Avenger or Berserker. Although for a Berserker, she retains too much control of her mind. No offence, Caligula."

Berserker just shook his head, - "None… Taken..."

Nero frowned. "Something else?"

"The guy in the fur cape," Caesar sighed, "I couldn't say for sure, but I can always sniff out the smell of a Gaul. He is not a Gallic hero in himself - I am absolutely sure of that - I have seen a lot of them in my lifetime - however, he is a druid with Celtic roots."

Caesar remembered the other Celtic heroine in the opposing camp and frowned. The Celts had a nasty habit of gathering in a single tribe with "their own kind", so it is another reason for concern. However, even though his identity is unknown for now, Caster, as Caesar might have guessed, clearly did not want to join forces with Boudica, and this was already good enough. Apparently, this one will follow his Master's lead.

"About the girl, Mashu," Caesar shook his head, "I can't say anything definite. She has the armor of a knight and a huge shield, but nothing more can be determined by me. Girl with glasses - no ideas."

"And this one," Nero grimaced. "The girl with white hair? Cainabel?"

For the first time in an entire evening, Caesar's face shifted from a little frown to alarm.

"The name sounds fictitious, but if not, it still doesn't give us anything any more information about her," Caesar looked at Nero seriously, "Besides what we already understood."

"She is... bad news..." even Caligula, whose mind was clouded, said this — which only confirmed Caesar's thoughts.

"Incredibly dangerous," Caesar frowned. "I don't have the ability to determine the strength of a Servants by simple dialogue, but even I can understand how dangerous she is. I do not know how much stronger she is than the leader of the barbarians... But she is stronger. Even I can admit it."

"Stronger?!" Nero's gaze suddenly widened. "Are you sure ?!"

"Yes," Caesar nodded grimly, "However, she... is loyal to her Master. Perhaps even - too loyal. She is ready to act in his interests and without an order. Plus, she's smart. Very smart. She could communicate with me on an equal footing and if not for her incontinence in relation to her colleagues... She could completely negate my attempts to collect information."

"I apologize for my actions," at this moment, Nero, remembering her outburst of anger, bowed, "I... I could not restrain myself."

"Oh, come on," Caesar only waved and sighed, "I did not expect any other reaction from you... However, what she could have determined from that is extremely bad in itself."

Memories of how Cainabel was able to use the tactics of Caesar himself were not particularly pleasant for the man. Yes, he was not the strongest of Servants, but what he could not do with bare force, he compensated with his mind. Having met someone who could see through his plans and at the same time was much stronger than he was... Was an extremely unpleasant experience. An experience which he did not want to repeat. And at the same time...

"Ainz, the Master of the Servants," Caesar frowned, after which, catching the eye of Caligula and Nero, he shook his head, "No ideas."

"Umu?" Nero glanced at Caesar uncomprehendingly.

"He was wary, but anyone in his place would also have been wary," Caesar sighed, "And he did not look at me with the usual gaze of someone who was confident in his abilities. Although judging by how faithful Cainabel is, he definitely is not powerless. He is very wary and careful. That is all that I could find out."

"Another unknown," Nero frowned, and then reached for her head. Caesar sighed - he knew what it was like to live with constantly tormenting migraines.

"I'm not sure that we can easily pull them to our side," Caesar sighed, and then looked at Nero, "Besides, they started asking not the most convenient of questions... About your mission."

Nero only sighed at this, - "If they become our allies, then we will tell them about Corfinius. If not…"

"They will have to join us if they want to open the barrier," Caesar sighed, then looked again at Nero. She was in serious thought, and therefore Caesar sighed again, got up a little from his seat, leaned over the table, after which he patted the girl a little on the cheek, - "Hey, come on with these serious thoughts of yours. Your serious face just doesn't suit you."

"Umu!" The girl looked at Caesar, slightly offended, but her frown was smoothed out.

"Caesar..." Caligula's voice sounded hostile this time, "Don't touch... My niece."

"Caligula, don't be such a joykiller," Caesar smiled after exhaling after the discussion. "I am already married. Besides - she is like a granddaughter to me."

"You are a... Skirtchaser," Caligula glanced at Caesar, "Your wife did not stop you... From everyone."

"What a bore," Caesar only returned to his place, after which he flopped all the weight onto the bench, making it creak, "And now, Nero, bring me another steak!"

"Why me?" The girl looked at the man angrily, instantly forgetting about her worries.

"And who else?" Caesar looked at the girl in bewilderment.

"I am the Emperor of Rome!" The girl immediately pulled away, looking at the man.

"Me too," he countered calmly.

"I am the real Emperor of Rome ~ umu!" The girl crossed her arms over her chest.

"And I was the first," Caesar grinned. "Show respect to your elders!"

Nero puffed at this remark for a few seconds, and then broke into a smile, glancing triumphantly at Caesar, "Of course... Grandpa."

"Hey!" Caesar's voice was indignant, but only a little. Nevertheless, he really preferred the cheerful Nero over the troubled one.

Despite the fact that Ainz himself did not consider the invasion of a girl's room a worthy endeavour, this time he decided to ignore the gentleman's code and, after giving out a warning, used teleportation to get close to Jeanne.

'Strange, the palace is not protected against teleportation' - Ainz mentally shook a finger in the face of the Three Emperors - 'What negligence.'

"Master," however, Jeanne, near whom Ainz appeared a second later, clearly did not hear his thoughts and therefore, as soon as the magician was there, she rose from her seat and bowed, "What can I do?"

The rooms offered to the Servants were of the same design, so the sight of the opulent room did not bother him as much as the first time. The huge room, with an area of

more than three of Ainz's apartment rooms from his past life was not so over-decorated so that it could be called tasteless, however according to Ainz himself, the gold candlesticks were still a little too luxurious for a room considered to be guest rooms. On the other hand, a balcony overlooking the sunset side, from which a beautiful view of the night sky could be seen, won a couple of extra points from Ainz's point of view.

"Jeanne," Ainz greeted the girl with a nod. After Cainabel told him that Caesar had managed to gain some information about his Servants, Ainz realized that it was no longer necessary to hide Ruler's name - "Sit down. I would like to talk about something."

Jeanne, hearing these words, only nodded, and then took a seat on her bed. Ainz, observing closely on the girl, first he compared her current appearance to when she was summoned.

Now, Jeanne, finding herself in a conditionally friendly territory, and, moreover, in her own room where she could relax, the girl took off her armor that had covered her body before, choosing to instead wear a one white piece dress, which ended much higher than her knees, turning it into something like a mantle, with a coat-like dress descending almost to the floor. Her weapons - both her banner and her blade - both Noble Phantasms - were also not visible nearby, most likely the girl dematerialized them for a while, remaining completely defenseless at first sight. Although, as Ainz himself understood, it didn't take much time for her to call her weapons back, should a need arise.

As a result, looking at the girl right now, and because Ainz could not see either her weapons or her armor. To his eyes, the blue-eyed girl, whose braid descended to her hips, looked unexpectedly for the magician... Peaceful? Maybe even defenseless.

'Although she has very high parameters,' Ainz reminded himself of what he saw among the parameters of his Servants, 'And a very interesting set of skills.'

It is because of one specific skill that he saw in that list that he decided to visit Jeanne.

However, at the same time, instead of inquiring about the necessary information from the girl, Ainz paused for a second. Although he was not a professional in interpersonal relationships, he didn't fail to notice how the girl looked a little sadly away from the magician, as soon as she sat down on the bed she simply stared at the floor, also the lowered corners of her mouth and her slightly hunched pose made him think.

"Did something happen?" In fact, it was not required of Ainz to find out from the girl what is bothering her after coming to Singularity, but looking at the atmosphere surrounding Jeanne and remembering the situation that had already happened with Mashu, Ainz sighed and shrugged. At least he could afford a few minutes of conversation.

"No, nothing," however Jeanne, instantly having heard the question, immediately shook her head in denial.

"My observation tells me the opposite," Ainz sighed at the response, and then looked up at Jeanne. "What happened?"

Jeanne clearly wanted to continue to deny the obvious, however, faced with the gaze of the magician, the girl realized that it was pointless, and then hung her head.

"Am I... Useless?" The girl asked suddenly, quietly, without raising her eyes. If Ainz did expect some answer, then clearly not this one.

"Why such a question?" Ainz looked at Jeanne carefully.

"I... Since arriving in the Singularity," the girl said without looking up, "You cannot even use friendly magic on me, so you had to give me some artifacts. Several times I have not been able to stop the fights... Cainabel and my… the Witch - I do not know how to control them."

"Well, I gave out artifacts to everyone, so you're not unique in this regard," Ainz sighed. Solving existential issues and comforting the suffering person was not his forte - "Regarding Cainabel and the Witch... It's difficult to deal with them - you should not blame yourself for something that many people did not manage to do."

"Besides, speaking of usefulness," Ainz felt the right moment to touch on the topic he was to discuss in the first place, "You are just as useful with the others. However, I would like to know what you were able to find out about the Three Emperors with the help of your skills."

Although Ainz initially chose Jeanne to bring into the Singularity without knowledge of her few unique abilities, since he could not see the parameters of the Servants before - but now his choice of Jeanne seemed to him not just logical, it was the only right one.

'Although Cainabel can also do something similar…' - Ainz remembered the skills of another Servant and grimaced - 'True, but it would also be in a way that few would take positively…'

"This..." Jeanne was silent for a second, after which she looked at Ainz, "I... I could see some information about Caesar and Caligula, but... Nero was hidden from True Name Discernment."

"Hm," Ainx thought, "Is that so? Do you think that she has an anti-detection skills?"

"I'm not sure," Jeanne shook her head, "But this is unlikely. Most likely it is hidden by some kind of magic, I already saw it…"

After that, suddenly realizing that Jeanne seemed to have given out some secret information, the girl suddenly clammed up.

"Did you see something like it before already?" Ainz naturally became interested in this information - as well as the fact that after mentioning it, Jeanne suddenly became silent, "Where?"

Jeanne, however, only looked away after these words. For a second, Ainz thought for a moment and try to figure out what kind of magician that was protected by the spells imposed against espionage she was referring to.

"Have you tried to determine my abilities?" Ainz looked at the girl, to which she only looked away more strongly, trying to turn her back on Ainz.

"Hm," Ainz thought for a second. Of course, the attempt to spy on her ally and Master was not such a friendly decision, but in the end the girl did not learn anything about Ainz, and even thanks to this step she was able to determine the reason why Nero was protected from observation, so in the end Ainz could say "all for the better," - "It's okay. I'm not mad at you."

Jeanne looked up at the magician and he smiled. "In the end, you were just trying to find information about your new bo... Master. I do not think this is considered bad per se."

Jeanne was silent for a few seconds, after which she bowed again, this time still looking up at Ainz, "Thank you and... I apologize."

"It's okay," Ainz smiled, after which another thought pierced him, "But Cainabel..."

"I could not get information about her either," Jeanne sighed and frowned again. Ainz, remembering the skills that Cainabel possessed, only shrugged.

"No wonder," Ainz simply sighed. "She is still not quite a Servant... In any case, it doesn't matter."

"What did you find out about Caesar and Caligula," Ainz looked at the girl carefully. Jeanne, eventually exhaling, looked back at Ainz.

"They are not very strong in direct combat," the girl sighed, "Although they are not weak in it either. Caesar's skills are mainly focused on commanding, tactics and leadership... However, he has a low rank of divinity. Most likely, this is due to the myth that his ancestor was Aeneas, and through them that his ancestor was Venus."

'Venus…' - Ainz thought, 'Yes, I remember... One of the goddesses. Nothing special - her charm did not affect the undead, so there were no problems with completing that quest. However, Aeneas... I don't remember them.'

"His Noble Phantasm..." Jeanne sighed. "It is a melee ability. A very strong one. Fighting him on close quarters can be a bad idea."

Ainz nodded. "And Caligula?"

"He..." the girl thought, "Mad. Mad Enhancement, with a very high rank. In addition, he has the skills to further strengthen him in battle if he feels the need to destroy something... or protect something valuable to him. Thanks to his Imperial Privilege, he can also acquire any skills that he will need... If this skill is associated with combat and not related to magic."

"Hm," Ainz frowned. Saber and Berserker with the ability to adapt and strengthen themselves if necessary... A priority target for elimination. If they become opponents, then Ainz will need to get rid of them first, regardless of his plans... Perhaps for this, it will be best to use Cainabel, as the one that has the greatest advantage in power against any Servant.

"Noble Phantasm?" Ainz looked at the girl.

"Madness," Jeanne frowned. "Mass madness."

Ainz sighed. Madness was good, given the immunity of the undead - Ainz and Cainabel to be precise - to this ability.

"Good," Ainz nodded, glancing at Jeanne, after which he smiled, "Thank you. You really helped me."

Jeanne looked silently at Ainz for several seconds, after which she nevertheless smiled back and looked away, "Thank you."

Once again, Ainz was not sure why he was told "thank you", but with a shrug he simply accepted the reply.

"Yes, by the way, Jeanne," rising from his seat, Ainz looked at the girl thoughtfully, "I thought about something here... Tell me, what is your attitude towards Nero?"

Jeanne, who had been smiling before, suddenly frowned. "I knew that someone would touch on this subject..."

Ainz patiently remained silent for another ten seconds before Jeanne was able to gather her thoughts.

"I..." Jeanne cut short, "I... I don't hate them."

"This is already good," Ainz remarked, after which he looked at the girl, "But "I don't hate them" does not mean "I like them"."

Jeanne only nodded at it slowly, - "I... I can not blame them for their deeds in life. But I cannot approve of their actions either. Even if everyone deserves forgiveness…"

"Yeah, I get it" Ainz smiled at the girl, "I get it. In other words, would you not want to become their ally?"

"What?" The girl glanced at Ainz with incomprehension. "The mission is above my personal desires!"

"Perhaps," Ainz did not argue, "But so far we have not acquired information on several variables — for example, the other camps. So your opinion is also necessary."

For a few seconds, Jeanne was silent before breathing out and looking at Ainz. This time, for the first time in the conversation, the sadness disappeared from her face and she smiled at the magician, "Thank you."

"Nothing special," Ainz sighed, uncomprehending. These women and their strange habits...

A second later, Ainz smiled, after which he teleported again.

The room in which he appeared turned out to be the room allocated to him this time, however, in essence, it is completely similar to the room of both Jeanne and all the other Servants. A huge spacious room, near one of the walls of which there was a huge bed, tucked in with a red-gold blanket and near several cabinets, empty this time. At the end of the room was an exit to the huge balcony, from which a beautiful view of the slopes, on which olive trees grew, and of the sky, where night stars sparkled in all their splendor, could be seen. However, the beauty of the city were of little interest to the magician.

Reaching for the connection with Chaldea, Ainz waited a second, and then said - "Ainz in touch."

"Oh, finally!" - a second later Olga-Marie's voice rang out and made Ainz sigh - "Roman, explain only one thing to me? Why does this machine under your control work like a piece of trash?!"

"Chief" - Roman's voice this time sounded practically empty - "I really don't know..."

"Yes, yes, I've heard it many times already!" - Olga-Marie's voice was cold and it seemed as though the girl herself was a little tired of the constant hang ups - "Tell me something new!"

"Chief" - this time, nevertheless, having collected his thoughts a little, Ainz decided - "Roman is not to blame. It's most likely that the equipment is not working correctly due to my anti-espionage shield."

For a second, silence reigned around. In the center of Chaldea, which Ainz contacted, too.

For a few seconds, silence reigned in the conversation, before it was broken by Olga-Marie - "Here... How..."

"Yes," Ainz sighed, "Roman is not to blame for the inability to communicate."

For a few seconds, silence continued to sound before Olga-Marie uttered something.

"Roman" - Olga Marie's voice sounded... A little confused, as if the speaker was not sure of what she was saying - "I... I must apologize to you..."

"It's okay, chief" - Ainz could almost see how Roman is rubbing his scruff in embarrassment.

"However!" - the chief immediately broke all the dreams and hopes of the technician - "How could you not understand this possibility for all the time you worked on this machine!?"

"My God, chief, you are a fiend!" - Ainz was ready to swear that he was even glad that he did not see the despair on Roman's face now.

'Forgive me, Roman, but I did everything I could' - Ainz sighed and then returned to the conversation - "Chief, I would like to tell you something about the situation in the Singularity."

"Ah?" - the chief was distracted by Ainz again, after which, having decided that she would always have time to get to Roman, she returned to Ainz - "Yes, what is the situation in the Singularity?"

"It really turned out to be the Roman Empire, Latium, as it was previously established" - Ainz nodded to himself - "Apparently, some kind of force intervened in the history of mankind and in response to this the Servants were called... We saw several of them - and now we are among the three summoned Emperors. Nero, Caesar and Caligula. "

"Nero?" Olga-Maria's voice sounded inquiring.

"Yes, she turned out to be a girl," Ainz sighed. In that case, should he be indignant that the summoned servants changed their gender - or maybe be thankful for the fact that this did not happen with all the Servants?

"I see" - after a couple of seconds Olga-Maria was able to answer - "Any other information that goes against the generally accepted historical one?"

"Caligula has more muscle than the other two people put together" - Ainz said this calmly - "And Caesar's stomach can be considered a Noble Phantasm because of its sheer size."

"There goes my history lessons," Olga-Marie sighed on the other side of the line, "However, even if they had changed so much... They still had to have some of their abilities from life."

"Yes, thanks to Jeanne, I was already able to learn some of their capabilities" - Ainz nodded - "However, Caesar said that his summoning as a Saber is erroneous."

"I already understood this" - with a sigh, Olga-Marie nodded at the other end of the connection - "Caesar is... Extremely strong. Being summoned correctly, he would become one of the strongest Servants... But not as Saber. As a Lancer or Rider, he would be much stronger."

"Lancer?" Ainz thought for a moment.

"Long story" - Olga-Marie sidestepped the question, after which she was silent for a few seconds.

"Chief?" - Ainz said, after which he thought for a second, continued - "Olga?"

"I'm talking about your protection," the girl suddenly said, "If because of it we couldn't contact you... Can you try to lower it now?"

Ainz froze.

He did not want to do this. By all means he did not want to lower the protection. Information in Yggdrasil was the key to victory and the most valuable treasure. Each smallest ability concealed from the enemy was an additional advantage in a fight.

All of the smallest ability that Ainz managed to hide was worth its weight in gold. Information was the most important part of any battle. The one who was left without information was left without a plan. The one who was left without a plan was left without a victory. That was just fact. Punnito Moe told Ainz about this many times - he once wrote it in the very first, introductory chapter of his monumental work "PK for Dummies". And Ainz followed this rule with all his strength, in the whole game - or, one might say, life.

In the last Singularity, someone tried to spy on him - and the protective barrier was activated when an unknown enemy used the spell. In this singularity this did not happen, however... Everything around him looked peaceful. Too peaceful. Ainz cannot stop his paranoia, whispering to him how suspicious the situation in the Singularity was.

"No, Olga," Ainz sighed, "I don't think i can."

"Why?" Followed the question from the chief. The most logical question.

A second later, Ainz heard the sound of broken glass.

It was not that the sound was really loud or made someone pay attention to itself, but Ainz instantly shut up, focusing on an image that was understandable only to him.

A crack hung in the air, not so far, a few meters from Ainz. It was an ordinary, whitish crack, as if it is indeed a crack in a glass hanging in the air. However, Ainz knew the reason for the appearance of such a crack.

"The defense barrier has just activated," he said, after which he fell silent, "That's why."

After a second, the crack disappeared, as if it had not existed at all, after which silence reigned in the room for a second.

After another second, the distant, muffled sound of a pop came to Ainz.

"The counter-spell has activated" - Ainz instantly determined the cause of the sound, and then froze. The counter-spell of his barrier against espionage was supposed to attack the target that used the spell on him for espionage. If he heard the activation of the counterspell it meant that the one who tried to find out information about him was not far away.

"Can you determine where the mana surge just happened?" - Ainz asked a question.

"Without direct contact with the Singularity, this will be problematic" - Olga-Marie's voice sounded a little detached - "Roman!"

"Now, now" - the man's voice sounded tired, but after a while he brightened up - "It seems there is a result... it's in Rome."

"Rome?" - Ainz asked a question.

"Yes" - Roman confirmed this confidently - "I can't indicate the exact location, but it is clearly in Rome."

After a second there was a knock. Someone is knocking on Ainz's door.

"I get it," the magician replied, "In that case, I'll contact you the next time the situation becomes clearer."

With these words, Ainz broke the connection, and then turned to at the unknown visitor, - "Enter."

A second later, when the door opened, Nero appeared on the threshold of Ainz's room.

"Ainz," the girl looked somewhat alarmed, "My people told me that an explosion just happened in the center of Rome."

"In Rome?" Ainz thoughtfully pretended to have no idea about what actually happened, "Where exactly?"

Nero looked at him somewhat alarmed, - "Behind the barrier."

Higher Being: EX

This is not to say that this skill does or does not do something specific. Like Divinity, this skill in itself is not a special quality that gives the possessor any abilities or skills, but simply reflects the very essence and identity of the Servant. Although this skill can be used to somewhat determine other skills or abilities, this skill is not Divine in the full sense of the word, and therefore the interactions of these skills is very selective, if any. By and large, this skill only reflects the nature of the Servant as a Higher Being and the fact that as a Higher Being this Servant has reached the maximum level of strength, power and development. In other words, the Servant is a Higher Being even among the other Higher Beings. Although this was not a unique ability in Yggdrasil - in another world, this detail may have slightly different... Consequences.