"Boom———"
The intense booming still echoed in the wilderness of Nasalik Underground Tomb's eighth floor, long after its onset with no signs of subsiding.
Listening to the tremors, the many aberrations waiting in the Throne Hall on the tenth floor weren't so much shocked anymore as they were numb.
There was no helping it.
"Albedo..."
Ainz, from his throne, let out a weary sound uncharacteristic of the undead.
"…I'm here, Lord Ainz."
Albedo, having removed her armor, saluted Ainz. Her voice also carried a hint of weariness that aberrations should not possess.
Ainz didn't dwell on this and instead asked a question.
"How long has the battle been going on?"
Ainz's query brought a complex look to Albedo's face.
"It's been roughly over a month now, Lord Ainz."
The words spoken by Albedo were unbelievable.
Indeed.
The battle Reiger was fighting on the eighth floor had been raging for over a month.
To be more precise, it had been about 57 days.
