Overlord and the Seraphim

『Road to E-Rantel』

Mare glanced back towards the Great Tomb of Nazarick. "Sis... W-we sh-should get back to Nazarick. Ainz-sama might be in need of us..."

Jack turned his head to look over at Mare and gave a light nod, then glanced to Aura who was still holding onto his wing with her hand. "I'll fly you around the Amphitheater around sometime, so you can let go of my wing."

Aura snorted, "If you say so Cipher-sama," she'd release his wing with a wide excited grin across her face. "Promise?" She held out a pinky, her head turned to the side so that her left eye seemed bigger than the right.

"Do I look like someone who could break a promise?" Jack asked as he'd reach back and locked his pinky with her petite little digit, shaking it lightly. "It's a pinky promise. Now go," he'd say before looking forward once more.

Aura nodded, "Lets Go Mare!"

Without another second on the clock, the two of them disappeared as Mare used the ring given to him by Momonga to teleport back to their rightful place in the Dungeon known as the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

"Now... Lets see where this Head Warrior is heading off to," with a surge of movement from his wings, Jack rocketed through the air at high speeds.

Soon enough he was already catching up with the Warrior Troop as they were on the path back to E-Rantel. A small grin formed over his lips as a portion of the group looked up at him. Without hesitation, he dove and pulled up, quickly doing several barrel roles and then a completed loop-de-loop.

Watching from his Peripheral vision, as his head was turned to the side, Gazef chuckled. "Sending us off are you?" Shaking his head slightly, he turned his eyes forward.

...

After speeding ahead of the Warrior Troop to the point that he was out of their sight. He dropped down to the ground; landing on his feet. His armor would dematerialize, being replaced by sturdy priestly hooded blue robes.

Glancing over his shoulder at his wings, he watched as they faded out of view, using silent magic to make them invisible to those around him without reciting the glamour spell. Making it as if they weren't ever there. With that done, he waved a hand over his face, the abnormally colored electric violet-blue eye, became an ice blue.

Jack took out what appeared to be an amulet made of silver from his item box, with a sizable tear-shaped blue sapphire embedded into it, and dressed it around his neck.

Bringing up the hood over his head, he would continue his trek towards the Western Gates of the Fortress City. He was curious about this town. It was massive from a distance away.

So while the others were busy with whatever they were doing in Nazarick, he was going to have a look at the City. Soon enough he was at the front gates, a few merchants were lined up in front of the customs officials which were taking them in one by one and inspecting their goods.

With a slight frown across his lips, Jack glanced up to the tall wall which stood overhead.

Before anyone noticed his presence, he vanished with the single use of the Teleportation spell.

Resurfacing on the other side of the wall, in an alleyway, he stepped out into the busy market square. His eyes tracing over the items which were for sale. There wasn't really any fish, but there was plenty of other landlocked culinary delights that could be purchased, or stolen.

"Stop right there!"

A young child went running past him, Jack instinctively reached out and grabbed them by the nape of their neck and lifted them off the ground. A ragged boot finding its place against his robed chest. Yet, he didn't let go. He was completely unfazed and unharmed by the child's futile attempts to continue to flee.