Epilogue
Ainz’s eyes were greeted by the view of a frozen fortress and his feet were greeted by the lack of friction between his smooth skeletal feet and the shards of ice crystals that littered the floor. He almost slipped but managed to catch himself using [Fly], thank goodness no one was there to witness him almost blunder.
A second teleport brought him straight to the cell the woman they had captured was kept.
“Welcome, Ainz-sama”
“W-welcome. Ainz-sama”
“Mmmppphh!”
Three voices greeted him at the same time, though the third one continued on for quite a while.
Now that he’s had a good look at the woman, he realized that he had mistaken her for a human when her features match that of a Half-Elf, thank goodness he didn’t say it out loud while he was confused.
Ainz surveyed the room and eventually noticed that Neuronist had been fidgeting for a while.
“Neuronist, is something the matter?”
“Ah yes, Ainz-sama. We just realized that I don’t seem to be able to cleanly scalp this woman with my tools so my conventional methods won’t work on her.”
“I see, this woman may hold precious information so I will authorize you to use any weapon you see fit from the treasury to complete your tasks.”
“MMMMMMMMMMPPPPHHHHH!”
“S-silence, [Sandman’s Sa—”
“Please wait! Mare-sama, I do need her conscious for now. Ainz-sama, I’m grateful for your offer, but there is something I can still try without using your precious items.”
“Hoooh? What is it?”
“I’m afraid it is quite unpleasant to describe oh-ho-ho-ho, also quite unpleasant to witness. So, I must ask Ainz-sama to just wait for my results in your chambers.”
Ainz hesitated for a moment, if Neuronist had a technique he didn’t know of, he would want to know. But, on second thought, it’s Neuronist—so he probably didn’t want to know.
“Very well then, thank you for your hard work,” Ainz said and teleported to find Albedo.
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“A-are you sure t-that will work?”
“Oh dear Mare-sama, rest assured that I will try my best to earn my reward from Ainz-sama. Isn’t that what we all want?”
“Y-yes.”
Neuronist approached her victim. Conventional torture methods don’t seem to work on her, so she tried to resort to using her [Neuron Probe] skill instead. However, without clean access to her brain via scalping, that was difficult.
Difficult, but not impossible.
Neuronist had experience with human and Elven biology, so she figured that a Half-Elf must be somewhere in between.
A shared feature between the two species was the fact that you could access their brain through certain orifices, e.g. the eyes, the nose, and the ears. Given this prisoner’s durability would render the eye path inaccessible since regeneration around her tendrils could cause her harm, Neuronist decided to try her ears first.
“Mmmmphhhhhh, mmmmmmmmm”
“Oh deary please, this won’t hurt a bit, I promise~”
She gripped the tip of a needle, one plucked from the furs of a Spear Needle Lord, with her tendrils and let it loose inside her victim’s ear.
There was some resistance, but soon—
—pop
She used two more needles to create more incision points.
pop
pop
And used a fourth to create a hole wide enough in her eardrums for her tendrils to pass through.
The thinnest point of her tendril squirmed around her cochlea, but found it to be confusing to navigate through especially with her victim thrashing around on the table.
Neuronist pulled out as the holes she punctured was starting to close up and she hadn’t found success through this path.
“MMMFFFFFhhhhmmm, Ffffffmmmm”
“Oh quit crying, it wasn’t that bad.”
All that was left was her nose.
Neuronist stuck several of her tendrils up her victim’s right nostril and—
“Achhooooo~”
A powerful gust of air created by the sneeze hit the weakest part of Neuronist’s tendrils, severing multiple as she fell back with an “aaaaghhhh!!!”
“FFFFmmm? Mmmfffffuffffffuffffufffu!”
“Oh now you’ve done it, now you’ve got me mad you wretch!”
Playtime was over.
With both of her easy options eliminated and one of the tougher options (her mouth) eliminated too due to the fact she could bite her, Neuronist had to resort to the hard way. The long around.
She slipped her thickest, longest tentacle into the dragon-scale armor specifically designed for it and stuffed her olfactory organs with cotton balls as she prepared to trudge through the arduous journey ahead.
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“Mmmm? MMMMMPPPPPHHHH? MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”
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“[Neuron Probe]!”
“MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmm…”
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“mmmhmmmm…”
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“euuuuuuuhhhhhhnnnnnngggggg…”
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Aha, gottem again
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