Bone King: Homemade plug-in, I am the god of destiny Chapter 199

“Speaking of which, those guys in the tombs haven’t made any moves recently. Hmm… could it be that they’ve accepted defeat and plan to hide in their tombs forever?”

Han Yu stroked his chin, lost in thought, but immediately dismissed the possibility.

Even if Ainz and the others were fools, they would know that cowering in Nazarick was tantamount to waiting for death. They would never fail to prepare defenses against his future attacks.

Their current inaction might simply mean they haven’t been exposed yet, or haven’t finalized their plans.

…

As time passed, night fell once more.

The bright and beautiful crescent moon in the sky shone down, illuminating the dark earth. However, a thin dark cloud drifted by, instantly engulfing more than half of the moonlight.

“Will there really be ruins in this godforsaken place?”

A team stood side by side, gazing at the rolling hills in the distance. A young man dressed in a priest’s robe and holding a staff stared for a long time before finally unable to resist complaining to his companions.

Around his neck, a metal tag hung from a thin string. Made of high-quality orichalcum, it signified his profession: adventurer.

Not just him, but the other four also carried metal tags.

They were the highly renowned Orichalcum-ranked adventurer team from the Re-Estize Kingdom, [Savage Fang]. The reason they were here was that someone had offered a very generous reward, commissioning them to explore a new set of ruins.

The captain, Straine, was an experienced warrior. His temperament was considered steady among his fellow adventurers, and at this moment, he was frowning deeply as he looked at the distant hills.

Honestly, he hadn’t wanted to accept this commission.

While exploring unknown ruins was part of an adventurer’s job, the first team to explore usually faced the greatest danger. Moreover, investigating ruins without first reporting their existence to the Adventurer’s Guild was a violation of rules.

But…

Straine lowered his head slightly, glancing at the sword hanging at his waist.

This was part of the advance payment from the employer, a very powerful magic weapon. With it, Straine felt his strength had increased by at least fifty percent. He might even be able to contend with Gazef Stronoff, the strongest warrior in the kingdom.

No adventurer could resist the allure of power, for it was precisely the source of an adventurer’s wealth.

“Boss, I’m back.”

A voice suddenly sounded before everyone, and then a figure emerged from stealth. It was a black-haired young man in simple leather armor with a mask covering his face.

[Savage Fang] was a professional adventurer team with a complete member composition.

The black-haired man before them was the team’s rogue. He had just gone to investigate whether the mysterious ruins truly existed, based on the information provided by the employer.

“How is the situation?”

“It’s pretty much as the client described. The center of that hilly area is a cemetery enclosed by walls. The reason it can’t be seen from the outside is because it’s entirely covered by a special illusion.”

The rogue, Jones, first confirmed the target’s existence, then added details of his investigation. “Inside the cemetery, besides some old gravestones and trees, there are one large and four small mausoleums, five in total. I didn’t see any signs of owners or monster activity.”

“Hmm.”

Straine pondered for a moment.

Since the ruins indeed existed and no danger was apparent, it was time for them to begin their exploration.

“Alright, guys, let’s go.”

“Oh!”

Applying alchemical potions to mask their scent, and with the magic caster casting [Invisibility] on everyone, the [Savage Fang] team charged into the hidden hills of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick at Straine’s command.

Like divers surfacing from underwater, they passed through a layer of illusion and saw the desolate cemetery Jones had described.

Straine didn’t hesitate, running directly towards the small mausoleum closest to the team.

Due to the effects of [Invisibility], [Silence] magic, and the alchemical potions, they couldn’t see each other, but Straine left a series of blurry footprints on the ground as he ran.

Having been companions for many years, the others naturally trusted his judgment and followed quickly behind his footprints.

Finally, just before the magic and potion effects wore off, the team safely entered the interior of the small mausoleum.

The space inside the small mausoleum wasn’t wide. On the wall directly opposite the main entrance hung a crest woven from precious metals. On either side of the banner, a knight statue stood guard, and in the center of the mausoleum was a tightly sealed stone coffin.

“Captain?”

“Be careful.”

Exploring a tomb ruin, opening the coffin was almost an indispensable step. Straine cautiously reminded his teammates, then he and another warrior pushed open the lid of the stone coffin.

Wow!

The moment the coffin lid opened, everyone in the team couldn’t help but gasp.

Instead of the expected corpse or bones, what met their eyes was a massive amount of gold coins, mixed with a small amount of jewelry and weapons.

“Captain! This is much more than the client’s payment!”

The team’s most avaricious skirmisher swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

Straine’s reaction wasn’t much better. His eyes were fixed on the coffin, his green irises almost turning golden. “Yes, we’re rich!”

Since they could gain more, why should they hand over the gold and jewelry to the employer?

As everyone knew, commissions not issued through the Adventurer’s Guild were not binding on adventurers. Breaking the agreement was perfectly reasonable, wasn’t it?

…

“Hmph! These greedy thieves!”

“They absolutely cannot leave Nazarick alive.”

“Of course, but we shouldn’t let them die easily either.”

In the Tenth Floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, Ainz sat on the Throne of Kings, before him a light screen projection like a surveillance monitor, displaying the expressions of the [Savage Fang] team members.

The Guardians discussed amongst themselves below the throne, their faces filled with anger as they watched the projection.

The Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick had been invaded by filthy thieves. Ainz was as angry as the Guardians, and black despair aura continuously surged from him.

“Demiurge, capture every single one of them, I want to know all information about them.”

Ainz said coldly.

“Yes!” Demiurge accepted the command with a serious expression, then walked out of the Throne Room without looking back, rushing to the surface of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick at the fastest speed.

Meanwhile, the members of the [Savage Fang] team had used every method to carry the treasures from the coffin on their bodies, preparing to take them all out of this tomb ruin.