Shalltear's betrayal

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Narberal: I see, as expected of Lord Ainz your wise judgement is impeccable.

His armor flashes back on covering his skeletal form steam emits of your body returning to Huntsman as he grabs the hem of his red cape

Ainz: now then if recovery is complete then let us take Nfirea "he flourishes cape flowing in the air" and return in triumph.

You three walked into the inn a feeling you never thought you would feel again washing over your as the many patrons of the residents remained silent walking up to the innkeeper who remained silent without his remarks from before

Ainz: a double room.

He placed a silver coin on the counter taking the key entering your designated rooms where his spell is dispersed you plop your sword against the wall sitting on your bed stretching your arm the mithril plate around your neck getting caught on a strap of leather on your arm with your feats at the graveyard had traveled far into the kingdom the guild promoting you three to mithril a rank lower than the highest due to the prudence of the guild making sure that your story was true or not the guards you saved did vouch, but it was barely anything in their eyes so mithril it was

Narberal: may I ask how we should deal with those two? they said they would contact us about the appropriate remuneration

Ainz: Lizzie said she would pay everything she had therefore I will have her bring her grandson tp Carne village she will make potions for me...no the Great Tomb of Nazraick.

Narberal: there are people who can make potions in Nazarick as well why must you specially engage these lower lifeforms to do so as well?

(Y/n): It's because we need a new source of power I have considered that creation of potions would be strain on our future prospects even as superior as we are, so it is necessary to develop potion making methods other than those of Yggdrasil it also opens a doorway into a hybridization of both this world's and Yggdrasil's way of creating potions "you take out one of your personal potions holding it in your hand the blood sloshing within the vial" of course we'll need to sternly warn her not to spread the means of making those potions...but looking at her it seems that won't be a problem.

You recall that night you three brought back her grandson reassured at his safe return although semi-conscious she would surely repay as Ainz's demanded

Ainz: let's leave Lizzie aside for now we should plan our next venture.

(Y/n): you do that I have to make a call.

Ainz: don't take too long.

He said it jokingly of course walking towards the window casting the [message] spell one of the few neutral spells you knew contacting Albedo

(Y/n): Albedo, you needed my atten-

Albedo: Lord Gier, Shalltear Bloodfallen has rebelled against us.

You stared out the window dumbfounded her words no registering in your mind

Ainz: is there a matter Gier?

Even with half your face shrouded the look of worry was plastered on your face

(Y/n): Shalltear...has rebelled against us...

If he could format any emotions or if those emoticons from Yggdrasil were still present it would mimic yours from earlier

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Lupusregina: you got to make sure your hair is nice and smooth.

Sif: thank you, Lupus.

Within your room sits Sif at the bed Lupusregina Beta a lycanthrope similar to Sif one of the sisters of the Pleiades unlike Narberal with her pale complexion Lupusregina had a tan with orangish hair dressed in a maid outfit like usual except her was more form fitting with a slit down the side exposing her leg with a cap covering her ears she was the heavy hitter of the sisters wielding a halberd, but at the moment under your orders is in charge of taking care of Sif when not helicoptered by Albedo or Shalltear combing her hair after having help bathe her a few minutes ago partially dressed in her armor

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