Ainz Ooal Gown: Supreme Being in DxD

Your girl and the inquisitor join in

Uuurgh..." Rossweisse groaned to her pillow as she lay in her bed. 'Everything went wrong! Everything! Argh! I hate myself, I hate my bad casual social skills, I hate Odin for generally being Odin, and I hate my panicking! Urgh...'

A knock came from the door and she threw a pillow at it. "Go away."

"Hm, for her to throw a temper tantrum shows that it definitely has..." the old man mumbled as he entered the room- or rather, slid into the room as Odin walked right through the locked door, no doubt having cast 'turn ethereal' rune to displace himself from the material world for a moment.

"Lord Odin..." Rossweisse stood up from the bed, realizing that she was still in the dress she had loaned- Albeit it was crumpled and messed up, not to mention that her makeup had to be in a horrible condition. 'At least I'm not shaky anymore... whatever Lord Phenix did to me must have worn off by now...'

It seemed that the combination of her poor state of dress, makeup and generally unprofessional attitude didn't go past Odin as he stopped as soon as he noticed the usually professional and proper valkyrie's state.

"Hm, I may be too late... but it should still work... Rossweisse." Odin's mumbling turned to an order. "Are you ready to sacrifice your life if I order you to?"

"I- I am." Rossweisse mentally walked back to her normal state, throwing the events of the day to the side so she could recompose herself, re-assume her professional stance and try to forget her unprofessional attire or previous attitude. "I am prepared to perform duties expected of the Valkyries, Lord Odin. And nothing else."

"Good... in that case, here are your new orders:" Odin leaned on a gnarled wooden staff he had pulled from somewhere, looking serious and giving Rossweisse the feeling that the old god hadn't been joking with his previous question. "There have been some serious developments, and as you might guess, these involve Momon Phenix. My intrusion to the engagement ceremony seemed to have further escalated the situation, and right now the Norse Pantheon is placed into an embarrassing situation because of it. So I have come to the decision to send you to Momon Phenix as diplomatic liaison and transfer you to his retinue."

"I hear and obe-eh?" Rossweisse paused. "D-diplomatic liaison?!"

The role was possibly the highest honor and burden a Valkyrie could gain, as she'd be representing the Norse Pantheon in Underworld with her actions in an official capacity. Not to mention the fact she would be transferred to Momon Phenix, and not Sirzechs Lucifer, caused Rossweisse to start thinking about the diplomatic repercussions of the act.

"Of course, you won't serve as liaison between Underworld and Norse Pantheon, but rather between Momon Phenix specifically, and the Norse Pantheon, and more specifically, me." Odin clarified before Rossweisse could start hyperventilating or beaming from the sudden out-of-the-blue responsibility put on her shoulders.

"Ah, I see... Wait, only between us and Momon?" Rossweisse blinked. "What is going on? While he seems to be a gentle and caring person, I believed that he was just a son of a noble devil family?"

"Something like that. However, there have been some discoveries below the surface. However, due to the stakes involved, I can't reveal the full nature of them to you." Odin seemed to be intentionally vague, causing Rossweisse to become suspicious but she knew that if Odin ordered her, her duty was to obey. "Regardless! It's good that you seem to get along with Momon, if that 'gentle and caring' business was anything to go by, so now that you know your duties I'll put some wards on you. Just in case. With the 'Supreme Being' situation about, one can never be too careful."