Overlord is a great series especially with it's worldbuilding which is why it's difficult to even write a fanfic about without ripping Ainz out of the story, but that adds to the challenge not only that a lot of the story takes place with many great residents of Ainz Ooal Gown, so while Sif may not be enjoyed I refuse to cut what is essentially 90 percent of the story instead I use her to either partake in them or build upon the persona of Gier
It has been two days since Zaryusu was resurrected and nominated as Scar-Veteran, the scar that was branded on outcasts now had a new meaning it meant that the branded was a Lizardmen that should be revered and respected
That is why he was tasked to wait by the dirt mounds that still remained long after their use in the distance he spotted movement in the woods grabbing his macuahtil gifted to him by their new deity Lord Gier, their God of War and Wealth
Only to ease as Sif followed by Cocytus and Victim with a satchel around his...neck? exited the woods behind them followed multiple golems each pulling a sled of their own with blocks of stone stacked he was ready to warn them of the threat of sinking with such weight only for the sleds to levitate above the water until they reach him
Cocytus: greetings Zaryusu, this is Sif daughter of Lord Gier and this is Victim a fellow Guardian.
Sif: hello kin of my father.
Victim: nud nud nud oooororod ooororod nud nud nud nud nud kcab m'I.
Cocytus: Victim salutes you.
Victim: syawyna -nelis fo tnemom a os gnisaet ym ot mitciv llef yletanutrofnu yeht ,doGehTelgnirP ot ezigolopa ton ot hsiw I.
Sif: yes, unfortunately they don't understand your words Victim.
Victim: racecar.
Sif: he says he is sorry for his lack of...speech?
Zaryusu: no need my liege...but what are your golems dragging?
Sif: it's a waystone.
Zaryusu: wah, what is a waystone?
Victim: setar pord gnikcuf diputs nodnoL morf mrof rehto reh tnaw I spins fo noisrev taht tnaw neve t'nod I tolemaC kcuf oya.
Sif: yes, it allows your kind and any who are allowed to teleport to and from great distances primarily to Nazarick.
Zaryusu: amazing...but why so big?
Sif: my father has tasked me with building a grand city on this lake, this waystone will be the centerpiece of this metropolis.
Zaryusu: that would destroy so many homes, and some parts of the lake are too deep?!
Cocytus: that is why Lord Gier had our engineers produce these plans for him, they are cheap to construct and allow you to conquer this lake.
The Vermin Lord grabs the bag hanging off of Victim handing it to the lizardmen opening the bag grabbing a scroll unrolling it finding the blueprints to different buildings that provided different services
Sif: my father will have his city whether you agree or not.
Zaryusu: very well, Lady Sif.
She smiles motioning the golems to keep moving until they reach what is presumed to be the center as the meeting tent is in front of them the golems grab the stones now noticing the runes and engravings in them layering them in a circle
Half an hour later the center is packed with curious Lizardmen and a now complete waystone Cocytus breathing his frosty breath with Victim blinking Sif on the other hand is giddy
Sif: congratulations Lizardmen you are now officially apart of Nazarick!!
She opens her arms wide...but nothing happens as the lizardmen stare confused some annoyed that they had to tear down a few huts for something that didn't work
Cocytus: something is not right.
Sif nods walking to the center looking at the runes tapping her foot against one with a carved rune when she finds that two have been switched
Sif: ah, there's the problem you two switch these blocks.
Victim: ho haow haow haow gnipyt saw I sa daeh ym ni kcuts saw ti ,emit fo tuo m'I hcuot fo tuo m'I.
The two golems groan walking to the stones pulling them out of their confined space swapping them once done the runes glow before they start spinning slowly with a flash of blue light Aura along with Mare walk through the waystone
Aura: tada!!
Mare: h-hello...
The many Lizardmen gathered now stare in awe of such a contraption Sif smiling turns to Zaryusu who holds his jaw open
Sif: with this your are no longer...eh? whatever this tribe was called it now has a new name, Neu Aztlan.
Zaryusu: Neu Aztlan...we will begin constructing my Lady, Lord Gier will have a city grand enough to rival the humanoids and beast.
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And build they did it was tedious, but they followed the blueprints tearing down old huts replacing them with stone homes, paving roads with stone to allow better traffic, and when they reached the border of their small island they implemented what was deemed their conquest over the lake
Using thick branches they planted them into the water tightly pressed together and pushed what was once their defense now the expansion of their island the branches holding back the dirt when they were done their island had grown
Thus continued construction of stone buildings provided from the golems dragging their sleds back and forth over the swampy water amenities, infrastructure, and anything that a growing city would require
Sif: hm, this temple will be one of this city's wonders...that's a lot of stone.
She overlooked the plans of a step-style pyramid temple when a fellow dark elf walked through the entrance
Aura: eyup, what's ya doing Sif?
Sif: planning a temple, but I don't know where to build it...
As she though about it Aura moved to a nearby window spotting an open plot
Aura: how bout there?
Sif: no, that's reserved for residential expansion.
Aura: that spot is pretty flat.
Sif: that's where the bath house will go.
Aura: do lizardmen even bath?
She whispers that part making Sif giggle, but whether they did or not traders did and accommodating them would lead to a boom in trade goods
Sif: Victim! how goes the minting process?
Victim: swal thgirypoc rieht kcuf os ytilanigiro rof hcum os noehtnap ralimis htiw doG gnitsixe ydaerla na retfa deman doG a evah yeht niaga tey ,niaga revo lla esihcnarf a ffo gnippir yllaretil si dratsab eht gnipral dnoyeb si siht.
Aura: wow, Lord Gier even has you making currency for them.
Sif: there not much they have my father's face on one side and the other side Nazarick's sigil.
Aura: won't that cause problems?
Sif: yes, but as long as we stick to the story that the Lizardmen have decided to unite and create a civilization what's to say it isn't their flag.
Aura: I mean, Lord Gier's face minted on one side, shouldn't it be Lord Ainz?
Sif: ...perhaps, but the Lizardmen preferred having my father's face be the head of their coin.
???: my lady, our crew has come up with an idea.
Sif: let's hear it.
???: we were expanding the land when one of my men thought of using the same technique to build farmland within the lake.
Sif: do you even eat plants?
???: we're actually omnivorous my Lady, but in a swamp most of our food was meat, with this invention we can simply produce it ourselves.
Sif: very well, I shall set a plot of land for you to construct these farms.
Aura: they're surprisingly smart, I guess with our Lords coming in they want to pitch in and prove themselves.
Sif: yeah, I don't know how you managed with that fake base beyond the woods.
Aura: well, I had help from the Tomb your mainly relying on these guys and the golems.
Sif: don't forget the hydra.
Aura: how could I! it's so adorable I wish we had a hydra!!
Sif: I thought we did?
Evelyn: my lady at request of Mistress Pestonya I bare you lunch.
The elvish homunculi laid the platter on the table along with another smiling at the dark elf
Evelyn: she of course took note of your presence as well, Lady Aura.
Aura: your serving Sif, Evelyn?
Evelyn: I serve his Lordship and his heir personally, unless Mistress Pestonya or any of the pleaides request they do it herself.
Aura: what about Lupusregina?
Sif: she is serving under Lord Ainz currently she does come say hello every now and then.
Victim: esihcnarf gnitsixeerp rehtona dna retcarahc looc a fo spuhsam tsuj era seirots sih lla dna tihs rof etirw t'nac rohtua eht noitalsnart.
Aura: ah, I see well I hope she completes her mission
Victim: did I tahw ees ha ,gnilleps ekatsim dna remmarg yttihs ruoy xif t'nseod egdelwonkca uoy esuaceb tsuj dna.
Evelyn lifts the lids revealing the food to the two where Aura had the similar dish she was served before of hamburger and fries Sif was served a steak with a side of mashed potatoes
Sif/Aura: wah...
Even if it was the same Aura could not deny that it would taste just as delicious, but Sif due to her lycanthropy was hit with a rainbow of smells from the spices used on the meat and the aroma of steamy potatoes
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Two men dressed in black robes watched from a distance recently news of a growing city of nonhumans spread around, something their homeland would not let continue
???: we must report this.
???: of course.
The two men stand back up collecting their things when they hear twigs snapping in the distance quickly they draw their swords with spells ready in one hand
???: did you hear where it came from?
???: from the cold bloods...
Another twig snapping is heard nodding they both go to investigate the noise entering the forest they find nothing returning to their campsite crouching down seeing a reptilian beast standing on two digitrade legs it's snout sticking into one of their bags, a new creature in their eyes
???: you stay I'll go around wait for my signal we'll strike it from both sides.
The man nods keeping an eye on the creature awaiting for his partner's signal...except none comes looking past it he doesn't even spot his partner
???: shit...very well, [ic-
He's cut off as another creature pops it's head past some bushes staring straight at him snarling to reveal it's carnivorous teeth before he can finish his spell it's pounces on him tearing at his flesh
The creature at the camp raises it's head curiously at the screaming before returning to it's curiosity
Once far enough that the screams were no longer present in the woods the man stopped running he did not know what that thing was and wasn't going to stay in order to find out sacrificing his partner in order to escape
His relief is soon over hearing twigs snapping the hissing of that creature heard behind him raising his sword it bites his hand another pulls at his leg dragging him down more joining in the frenzy
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(Y/n): in a New World, where I stand as an all powerful dragon a God among mortals...I am still forced to do taxes...
You say counting the money that you earned from the jobs you've completed separating them to account for finances you must pay
Ainz: technically, they aren't taxes.
(Y/n): don't sugar coat it Momon...
He sighs silently agreeing as his pile of money gradually shrank in size parting it into separate piles as well
Ainz: and what of that money you saved from last month?
(Y/n): I invested it.
Ainz: invested in what?
(Y/n): I'm going to run my own inn, and only hire woman who have to wear French maid dresses.
You say proudly pounding your chest stretching your other hand out snapping your fingers a small flames escaping them with Ainz's illusion you see the face of embarrassment
Ainz: I'm surprised that you didn't say elven woman only.
(Y/n): while elves do exist I doubt I'll be able to find any willing.
Ainz: hm, where is this inn?
(Y/n): at the capital I bought two whole buildings and combined them both into one.
Ainz: uwah, why so far we could've lived for free in your inn.
(Y/n): because I doubt these louts could even afford it, eight rooms and only two are booked us included.
The inn you three currently resided in was one of the more expensive ones within E-Rantel and because of that many adventurers couldn't afford to even sleep here no less drink, you wondered how they stood open for so long
Ainz: hm, I see your point and at least that way we have another source of native income.
(Y/n): yeah it would be weird if I a noble of such esteemed standing had no money.
Ainz: your milking this whole backstory I made for you, aren't you.
You stand presenting your hand in a noble pose mocking him
(Y/n): but of course I, the Admirable Huntsman and Beautiful Nabe of the distant city Yharnam kin of a prestigious Household both sister and brother joined by their badass guardian Momon swordman in black due to copywright-
Ainz: copywright?
(Y/n): may his soul rest in peace, of the adamantite class adventurer group Steel Dawn-
Ainz: adventurer groups are colored coded...people have regarded us as as Darkness.
(Y/n): damn, of the Adamantite class adventurer group Darkness...Steel Dawn sound better anyways, I must have some sense of land or establishment.
Ainz: oh yeah, what did you name it.
(Y/n): Lady of the Knight.
Ainz: ...it's not a brothel?
(Y/n): no, I am supposed to be a noble if I owned a brothel it wouldn't look good.
Ainz: understandable, well I've been deciding whether or not to head to the capital I guess we can check out your inn when we get there.
(Y/n): doubt it'll be done when we arrive.
Just then the door to the room opens Narberal stepping in
Narberal: ...Huntsman Momon, Solution has reported issues with their mission.
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Within a room stood four five if you counted the being that could alter it's form
A warrior of blue armor exhibiting a cold aura with a platinum halberd, Cocytus
A demon with schemes hidden behind gems in a mocking expression, Demiurge
An angel with the unfortunate shape of a fetus held in the arms of the demon, Victim
The door finally opened Sebas stepping in
Sebas: please forgive my lateness, I am deeply sorry to keep you waiting.
Sebas bowed to the beings he held with deep respect and numbing fear, two of the 41 Supreme Beings who commanded fealty that could not be contested
Ainz Ooal Gown Ruler of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, the staff of Ainz Ooal Gown emanated a black aura from his hands
Next to him stood Gier, Supreme Commands of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazrick, a red hue glowed from between the plates of their armor
"Ainz": ...it is fine think nothing of it Sebas the fault lies with me being that I did not communicate my arrival in a timely manner, but let us dispense with these pleasantries...how can you speak from over there with your head bowed? I bid you enter.
Sebas: yes.
He stepped forward the small action was enough for you to hear his beating heart as it increased in pace
Demiurge: I think you stop there.
He stops as Demiurge's words rang out breathing had become difficult for the dragonoid not only was he far away from "Ainz" it was also the ideal range for Cocytus to attack with his halberd and that is without the door opening with Solution stepping in to await orders
With a snap of his fingers defying all that makes sense "Ainz" brought all attention back to himself
"Ainz": then a question for you Sebas...need I explain why I am here?
Sebas: no, there is no need for that.
"Ainz": then I have a question which I would like you to answer in your own words Sebas while I did not receive a report from you concerning this matter, is it true that you picked up an adorable little pet recently?
He knew what he was going ask, but the question still hit like several black arrows piercing through his body realizing that he ha snot responded yet he hurriedly answers
Sebas: yes!
"Ainz": a little slow on the reply Sebas let me ask you again...is it true that you picked up an adorable pet recently and decided to take care of it?
Sebas: yes! I did take in a pet!
"Ainz": very goof, then could you explain why you did not report the matter to me?
Sebas: yes...
Sebas pondered what to say as he did "Ainz" leaned back into his throne making a creaking noise that only added to the tension confined within the room
"Ainz": what's the matter Sebas? you seem to be sweating heavily shall I lend you a handkerchief.
With graceful finessed "Ainz" produced a handkerchief tossing it towards Sebas unfolding and spread mid-air landing gently upon the ground
"Ainz": you are permitted to use it.
Sebas: yes! thank you, my master!
He took a step forward grasping the handkerchief before freezing expecting the pure cloth to soon reveal a red stain
"Ainz": that handkerchief is not stained with your pet's blood I simply felt that it was unsightly to have you covered in sweat.
Sebas: yes, please forgive my shameful display, my Lords.
He wiped the cold sweat from his brows once done the interrogation continued
"Ainz": then let us return to the topic Sebas, when I sent you to the Royal Capital I believe I ordered you to record any occurrence great or small in exacting detail and send it to Nazarick... after all it is difficult for one person to determine the value of information collected frankly speaking, I doubt you omitted a single detail when submitting your reports...am I correct?
Sebas: yes, it is as you say.
"Ainz": then Demiurge allow me to address a question to you as confirmation after all you have read Sebas' reports as well did those reports mention this adorable little pet
Demiurge: no, Lord Ainz I read them several times, but I saw nothing related to that subject.
"Ainz": very good then let us use that point as a premise for my next question, Sebas...why did you not submit a report on that matter? ...I wish to ask why you disregarded an order from me s the word of Ainz Ooal Gown not enough to bind your actions?
Accused of treachery was the last thing he wanted as he hurriedly spoke to answer
Sebas: certainly not! I simply believed that there was no need to trouble you with a report concerning such a small matter, Lord Ainz.
There was no response...instead the room was bathed with murderous intent all coming from four different sources Cocytus, Demiurge, Victim and Solution awaiting the command to attack like rabid dogs
But it didn't come in fact the four sources soon started to diminish what once was four auras of death soon became fear a fifth one joining them coming from "Ainz" all caused by the being standing next to "Ainz", you
Taking a step Sebas felt himself shrink within the room feeling it difficult to breathe soon collapsing to a knee even the others who were not the main target soon started falling to the same effect as steam emitted off your body
(Y/n): in other words, all this was an exercise of your foolish judgement...is that correct?
You stared him down with your [Dragon's intimidation] it was not needed, but you needed to set an example the others were merely caught in the crossfire
Sebas: yes...it is as you say...Lord Gier...please forgive...my foolish mistake...
"Ainz": I-I see...I bel-
(Y/n): shut it you egg head!
The guardians raised their heads in caution Cocytus and Demiurge looking between each other having suffered an easy defeat at your hands Victim ready to partake in his duty Solution ready to call for aid, while Sebas only lowered his head in further shame for causing such an issue
(Y/n): I would settle this as I please so shut up and stay silent, dumkopf.
"Ainz" nodded staying silent turning to Sebas before looking up towards Solution
(Y/n): Solution, fetch the girl.
Solution: understood.
She leaves the room awaiting her return with the girl you turn your gaze back to Sebas who has stood back up
(Y/n): I am certain you know what must be done Sebas.
Yes, he did in order to keep Ainz Ooal Gown safe and secret anyone who knew anything about it would have to be killed such a fate would meet the girl he has already risked so much for
Knocking is heard at the door opening Solution and the girl walk in a gasp coming from her as Cocytus and Demiurge directed their intent towards her
It quickly snuffed out by your gaze as they are once more forced to their knees
(Y/n): learn from Victim's good example...my dear, please enter.
Your helm splits the plates shifting to your shoulder forming jagged pauldrons that jutted out revealing your "human" appearance
She takes a step forward on trembling legs
(Y/n): your courage is commendable my dear, that you did not flee shows character, or did Solution tell you something? did she tell you that Sebas' fate lay in your hands, naughty girl.
A small meep escapes Solution whether it was the truth or not the fact that your response had made what has already consumed the life of a man emit such a pitiful noise stroked your ego
The girl finally reached Sebas standing by his side grasping at the corner of his coat the small act making your smirk
Demiurge: kne-
(Y/n): KNEEL!
You shut Demiurge's [Command Mantra] with your gaze forcing him to kneel on both knees Victim leaving his arms to rest on one of the couches, the poor girl jumping at your voice
(Y/n): to show courage when one is clearly in the grasp is death is not to be looked over she is forgiven, for she a victim of the world she was born into does know the customs of Ainz Ooal Gown.
Demiurge: my...sincerest apologies.
The steam escaping your armor stops easing the girl's fear
(Y/n): you are forgiven, allow me to introduce myself I am Gier, behind me stands Ainz Ooal Gown he along with me are Sebas' masters...introduce yourself to me.
???: ah...I-I am...tsuare.
(Y/n): Tsuare, what a unique name while conversing would be nice unfortunately there is business we must first attend to please remain silent until further noted, understood.
She gives a meek nod giving her a reassuring smile your gaze is shifted to Sebas the smile disappearing steam returning
(Y/n): Sebas, was it not your mission to not attract attention with your actions?
Sebas: yes.
(Y/n): and despite clear instructions, you got yourself in trouble because, pardon my rudeness my dear, a meaningless little woman...am I wrong?
Sebeas: no, you are not.
Your words eased her fears even when you called her meaningless
(Y/n): at that time...did you not think that you were ignoring orders?
Sebas: yes, my thoughtlessness has displeased you my Lords I shall reflect upon my sins be more careful in the future, and I shall not make the same mistake ag-
(Y/n): it is fine.
The steam once more seizes
Sebas: huh?
(Y/n): I said, it is fine I want you to know Sebas, while serving the path of justice is admirable to do so is to risk all you hold, take it if from someone who has seen it firsthand I forgive this mistake of yours.
You remember that day, after receiving a generous donation from a man for your protective services the rookie you were tasked with mentoring stumbled into the man's side business you weren't shocked when your heard the gunshot and found him dead on the ground nor were you saddened, just disappointed
Sebas: thank you, Lord Gier.
(Y/n): however, and I do apologize my dear mistakes must be rectified by death.
Sebas gulped as he relayed your words in his mind
Sebas: ...what...do you mean...
(Y/n): I expect you to eliminate the source of your mistake in order to wipe the slate clean how can you be the representative of everyone else when you leave the origin of your error untouched? you are the butler of Nazarick and one who stands at the head of the manservants, if you do not handle the matter appropriately.
Sebas exhaled trying to control his breathing, a man of his standing and prowess always remained calm with his breathing yet now it was frantic
(Y/n): Sebas, are you a loyal dog who obeys the orders of my exalted self, of the 41 Supreme Beings I call my comrades? or are you a man who believes that your will alone is righteous?
Sebas: this-
(Y/n): I've always believed actions spoke louder than words.
He closed his eyes then opened them using little as much time as possible to decide when his eyes became focused gleaming like polished steel he turned to Tsuare who merely closed her and smiled at him accepting her fate
As a loyal servant he would enact his master's will cutting through the confusion in his loyal endeavor, giving Tsuare a merciful instant death he struck for head
There was no geyser of blood nor crunching of a shattered skull instead Tsuare still breathed eyes closed shut tightly awaiting a death that would not come
Sebas: my Lord...why?
Wrapped around his wrist was your hand with [Acceleration] you caught his fist and just as you remembered in science class an object in movement stays in movement until an opposing force is acted upon it or some shit
If you had not intervened the poor girl would be granted an escape from the world that has shown her nothing, but misery until Sebas came along
Tsuare opened her eyes finding herself facing Sebas breaking down into tears convulsing in shudders now that her life was no longer in danger she looked like she was ready to collapse quickly easing her into the nearest seat which was next to Victim
(Y/n): I declare that Sebas' loyalty is unquestionable thank you, Sebas.
Sebas: I would not dare!
He bows his face stiff
(Y/n): Demiurge, any objections?
Demiruge: I have none.
(Y/n): Cocytus?
Cocytus: none.
(Y/n): Victim?
Victim: wollaws neddalnu na fo yticolev deepsria eht si tahw.
(Y/n): Solution.
She jumps not expecting you to want her response
Solution: none, my Lord.
(Y/n): ...Ainz.
You say with a smirk not looking at him
"Ainz": none whatsoever, Gier.
(Y/n): very well, I give the floor back to you.
You return to standing behind "Ainz" who stands sweeping his hand grandly through the air fluttering his cape
"Ainz": thanks to the efforts of Sebas and the others I feel we have gathered sufficient information we shall vacate this property immediately and return to Nazarick Sebas I will leave the disposal of this woman to you since Gier has already verified your loyalty, I will not object to whatever you wish to do or at least I would like to say that, but some considerations must be made before releasing her allowing her to go free and speak of Nazarick would be troublesome do you not agree, Demiurge?
Demiurge: it is as you say while there are still unknown enemies at large, we would be best served by not allowing information about ourselves to spread.
Sebas: then what should we do?
Demiurge: ...should we not make sure of things first?
"Ainz": indeed...Sebas we will decide Tsuare's fate later I would prefer not to kill her, but I cannot guarantee that please keep that in mind.
Sebas: Lord Ainz are we retreating from this house...from the Royal Capital...because of my mistake?
"Ainz": ...perhaps...perhaps not, like I said just now I feel we have learned everything we can from this area there would be no gain in continuing to stay here this is a safer course of action, according to my calculations come Victim we must return.
Victim: ereh dne...semem ruoy.
Victim flies into his arms readying his spell
"Ainz": [Greater Teleportation].
Flourishing his cape with a spin he's engulfed in sphere of darkness that vanishes from within the act alone making you chuckle
(Y/n): I believe you should take her to rest somewhere, Sebas.
Sebas: yes, thank you Lord Gier.
(Y/n): do not take long though Sebas, Ainz may call for you once more.
Sebas: understood my Lord, please come with me.
Tsuare: yes...
She follows him out the room chuckling at the cute demeanor once the door closed you strolled to the nearest couch plopping yourself on it with a sigh
(Y/n): I apologize you three, this whole thing had resurfaced memories I wished to longer dwell on.
Demiurge: it is understandable my Lord, you had an order of how you wanted things to follows I merely interfered, I apologize once more.
(Y/n): you are forgiven.
Cocytus: still my Lord you had snapped at Lord Ainz.
(Y/n): trust me Cocytus, it won't hurt him...Solution.
Solution: I apologize my Lord I am not a guardian, but a Pleiades I did not expect my opinion to matter so much to you.
(Y/n): well it does, you can earn my forgiveness by letting me resting on your thighs...I always wondered what a slime felt.
Solution: I would be honored.
Her greaves melt into her skin revealing gelatinous flesh strutting to the couch sitting up she sits allowing you to rest on her thighs you expected something akin to rubber not an actual human-like texture, not like your complaining
(Y/n): hah, this is bliss...'Herohero where ever you are thanks for the hot babe.'
Somewhere some place the real person behind a slime is not sneezing, but a succubus senses her beloved touching another woman
(Y/n): 'I wonder if this would feel different with other female npcs...Peroroncino's influence is lingering...it could also just be me.'
Too busy in heaven you didn't notice Demiurge lowering his hand from his ear his always present grin growing wider
Demiurge: ah, my Lord I have received word from young Lady Sif, that my recent venture into creating a mount suited for the lizardmen has gone splendidly, I've heard they also make good guard dogs as well.
(Y/n): as expected of you Demiurge you have yet to fail me once, and even go as far as to exceed my expectations.
You say staring at half of the ceiling, the other half blocked by Solution's boobage too relaxed to even face him
(Y/n): 'man...we really are perverts.'
Demiurge: I am honored Lord Gier, but I am also ashamed to say that any further prospect for your other demands have gone with little success.
(Y/n): it's fine, I understand that it is difficult to recreate something that is extinct especially when you have no base to start off.
You lazily wave him off, when Sebas finally returns to the room a little red under the weather at this point you don't even bother to acknowledge him
Demiurge being the highest ranking member of the Tomb taking it upon himself to fill in for you while you enjoy yourself
Demiurge: is something the matter? it would appear your face is red, no?
Sebas: it is nothing, Lord Demiurge...is Lord Gier fine?
(Y/n): worry not for me Sebas, this is just...divine...Solution run your finger through my hair.
She nods running her gloved fingers through your hair splitting into many other tendrils to scratch at your scalp
Demiurge: as you can see our Lord is simply indulging in his rights as Supreme Being of the Tomb, you also not need to address me in such a manner as well Sebas...that is if you find it wrong my Lord.
(Y/n): I allow it...
Cocytus: then I do not mind if you do the same with me.
A portion of space became distorted once it faded Ainz stood in it's place except without his staff nor Victim his eyes setting on you laying on the couch your head resting upon Solution's thighs her fingers in your hair
Those who could kneeled and bowed to him Solution bowing slightly
Ainz: you may rise.
He walked around the desk and sat down his eyes still set on you, but nonetheless in a good mood
Ainz: 'how'd it go?'
(Y/n): 'it went alright, Sebas almost blew her head off with a punch before I caught it so it's safe to say that Sebas didn't go awol.'
Ainz: 'understood, what about the girl?'
(Y/n): 'eh, not my type kind of timid, but I think she's just shy you know.'
Ainz: 'not whether you find her attractive, do you think she'll be a liability?'
(Y/n): 'nah, she appears to respect Sebas a lot perhaps even more than that, so she'll do everything in her power to not disrespect him.'
Ainz: 'thank you, (Y/n).'
(Y/n): 'also she smells familiar.'
Ainz: 'familiar?'
(Y/n): 'yeah, her name is Tsuare I didn't catch a surname, but I swear I've smelt her scent before'
Ainz: 'very well, I'll take it from here...enjoy your...rest.'
(Y/n): 'way ahead of you.'
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(Y/n): 'I wonder if I did this with Yuri or Shalltear would they feel cold...makes sense their undead, but during my bath Yuri's hand didn't feel cold...then there's Albedo...there's a lot going on there-'
Your thoughts are interrupted by Cocytus reprimanding Demiurge and Sebas the two turning to Ainz whose eyes were the only signal to what he was feeling, but understood the power behind his gaze
Demiurge: forgive your servant's rudeness in your presence, my Lords!
Sebas: your servant deeply regrets forcing you to witness his foolish behavior!
They bowed in apology expecting to be castigated only to witness Ainz laugh expressively even you raised from your laying position to sit upright confused as to what he finds humorous
Ainz: it's fine I permit this! I permit you to argue! yes! that's how it should be going back and forth without end.
He continues to laugh this time you give a short chuckle at this scene standing up just as his nullifiers kick in silencing him
Ainz: tch, the override kicked in...I already know what Sebas wants to say unfortunately it is not a good idea to bring humans into the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick that said I wish to see that Tsuare girl, bring her to me.
Sebas: eh? ah...yes, your servant understand!
He leaves the room to fetch her returning just as you stood behind Ainz
Sebas: Lord Ainz, I have brought her here.
(Y/n): 'I think he might have caught on.'
Ainz: 'you think so' hm, bring her over...
He leans forward from his chair the red beams dimming as if to imitate him squinting in focus
Ainz: ...looks familiar.
(Y/n): 'someone we've met before?'
Ainz: 'yes, here sniff this' welcome Tsuare let me begin by making things clear I do not...
He raises his hand behind his back pulling a journal out of his inventory grabbing it you turn to the nearest wall bringing it to your face dirt, sweat, and blood come off the journal, but also a fragrance of a woman that similar to Tsuare
Opening the journal reading the owner's name and with what you've learned of this regions language you read out the name Ninya
(Y/n): 'I see, the young mage's sister...is Tsuare.'
Ainz: 'Tsuareninya Veyron, but yes this is her elder sister' ...I do not know if it is a suitable place for you to live, you may also accept the fortune I will give you and live the rest of your days in a distant human domain...
Tsuare: I...I wish to live with...Lord Sebas.
Ainz: good, listen well my servants! I guarantee the safety of Tsuareninya in the name of Ainz Ooal Gown I can treat you as a guest of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick, but what would you prefer?
Tsuare: thank...thank you m'lord, But...but, I would prefer to work with Lord Sebas.
Ainz: ...if that is what you wish then for the time being Tsuare shall be a temporary maid who is directly subordinate to Sebas...Sebas, give her appropriate work at the same time the Pleiades will change from the Six Stars to the Seven Sisters with the appropriate change in the team's leader however we will not move her from that place Yuri Alpha will take charge instead.
Solution bowed
Ainz: also tell everyone in the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick that Tsuareninya is under the protection of Ainz Ooal Gown at the same time she will be working alongside you.
The others expect Tsuare bow
Ainz: Demiurge, do you have any objections to my decision?
Demiurge: none at all, your word is law in the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick however I feel many will not understand why we have welcomed a human being to this blessed land of ours...how shall I explain this to them?
Ainz: hm, that is valid...Gier, an ideas?
(Y/n): truth be told my...
Ainz notes you hesitating realizing his mistake the Guardians raising their head in worry before you clear your throat standing straight
(Y/n): ...Yamiakio's sister Akemi played a wood elf, but we frequently invited her to Nazarick there is no ban on humans or humanoids only trespassers, otherwise we would have to chase out your little sister as well.
You state the last part towards Solution giving a short smile
Ainz: Gier, if you need to you are excused.
(Y/n): yes, thank you Ainz...I'll be going.
With a snap of your finger you teleport back to your room standing in front of your mirror your helm shielded your head with a sigh it came apart forming jagged spikes along your shoulders revealing your face youthful and healthy
Hesitantly you reached for your head grasping at nothing pulling up as if to remove a helmet when you drop your hands back to your side
Standing before you is a man grey hairs streaking across his hair, bags under his eyes signs of sleepless nights, and a five o'clock shadow of a beard
The real you, the one that logged in to play with friends and logged off to live his normal life in the real world
Excited that you somehow managed to return to the real world you fail to realize that it was a reflection, the extravagant wallpaper that makes your personal room tipping you off your [Polymorph] subconsciously activating
The thought angers you clenching your fist in anger before sighing heading for the door hesitantly you turn around to face your reflection tired eyes gazing back before steeling nodding to yourself
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(Y/n): does something irritate you Nabe?
Your dressed in your Huntsman getup standing next to Narberal as Ainz pays for the room you just stayed in
Narberal: you declared me your sister in these disguises to ward off pest, but ever sense most of those...things still leer at me.
(Y/n): do they now.
Narberal: in truth I believe they've been emboldened by the prospect of becoming nobles themselves through our...noble blood.
(Y/n): I apologize I should've thought this might could've happened.
Narberal: th-there's no need to apologize Huntsman, man's greed is not something that most think of...
She realizes her words were calling you shortsighted acting quickly to apologize herself
(Y/n): no, it is fine mistakes happen 'more often than they should' but I especially should've suspected man's greed to become an issue.
Narberal: thank you for hearing me out Huntsman.
(Y/n): ah, but what are big brothers for, but to help their little sisters.
You once more pull her into your coat embracing her forcing a blush out of her grinning through your scarf
Ainz: '(Y/n), we got problems.'
(Y/n): 'problems?'
You turn to him as he counts the money your due to the innkeeper
Ainz: 'someone kidnapped the girl Sebas saved.'
(Y/n): 'well that's rude how dare they kidnap what Sebas rightfully stole.'
Ainz: 'yes, as you can see I am paying our bill at the inn and cannot contact Albedo at the moment can you do it?'
(Y/n): 'got it.'
He gives you a thank you quickly shifting the call to Albedo
(Y/n): 'Albedo?'
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Albedo sewed a button into a doll the color being amber to imitate the glow in her beloved eyes, your eyes around her where many other dolls with differing features along with dakimakuras or more commonly referred to as body pillows with your image on them
Albedo: oh, Gier...(Y/n), you make it so tedious to capture your image.
It was true ever since you decided to look for a permanent appearance your features changed daily forcing Albedo to create new dolls and body pillows not like she despised it, quite the opposite
In joy she tosses the plush into the air leaning back falling into the ocean of plushes and body pillows rolling in them until she buried in them
Albedo: oh, (Y/n) are you going to take me here.
She responds to the body pillow that managed to be on top of her
Albedo: all you need is ask, but you prefer the attention of lizards and slimes, I bet even now your having your way with that doppelganger.
She spits the last part in disgust she knows there's name, but she chooses not to use them she understood that the Pleiades were only doing their job to provide comfort, no matter what kind, but she felt jealous that her beloved payed more attention to them
(Y/n): 'Albedo?'
She sat up knocking the pillow and other stuff out of the way in fear of being found out, this was a very special room within her personal room that no one knew about Supreme Beings forbid you found out
Albedo: L-Lord Gier, do you have any orders for me?
(Y/n): 'yes, Ainz received word from Solution that the girl Sebas picked up has been kidnapped therefore I would like for you to put together a set of reinforcements for Sebas.'
Albedo: please forgive my foolish questioning of your decision Lord Gier, but is there a need to draft a team in order to save an inferior life form like a human being? if she were connected to the mastermind of the Shalltear incident, I could understand...
(Y/n): 'no, this situation is entirely independent from Shalltear's predicament, this matter appears to be a product of the criminal organization hiding within the kingdom.'
Albedo: that being the case, there's eve-
She quiets down as you interrupt her your tone being that of anger
(Y/n): 'Ainz swore on his name Ainz Ooal Gown! the name that my comrades chose for their guild I hold my loyalty to them! to the Tomb! to Ainz Ooal Gown the very name they tarnished by kidnapping that girl! and if you cherish your loyalty to me your love, then you shall abide Lord Ainz's will!!'
Your outburst frightened her expecting more she remains silent
(Y/n): 'I apologize that anger was not directed at you, I hold this guild in very high respects and while it may be oblivious to them they must pay for their crimes.'
Albedo: then there's no need for you to apologize, Lord (Y/n).
Hearing your real name come from her managed to calm you down
(Y/n): 'then I order you to safely rescue Tusareninya, Albedo.'
Albedo: understood! I shall severely punish the humans who dared anger you at the same time that I mount the rescue!
(Y/n): 'actually send Demiurge I trust your skill Albedo, but I need your expertise to defend Nazarick while Demiurge deals with this dilemma remember to not let your identities be exposed I trust that you two will deal with issue at the Royal Capital, carry on'
Albedo: understood.
She stood and got to placing everything to where it belonged looking to the wall opposite to the door baring not Nazarick's flag, but your sigil
Albedo: my loyalty is to you my love, but if Nazarick's glory is your dream then I shall do all in my power to accomplish it.
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???: [Aspect of the Devil: scything claws].
The Demon in red's fingernails grew to a length akin to a shortsword strong enough to through anything
The Girl With No Pulse who fended the Demon in Red with all she had even after the death of her two comrades quirked her at the corner of her mouth ready to go all out
She readied her spell, but the Demon in Red never struck instead the air boomed as if an explosion went off dust rose to the air along with the noise of breaking metal sounding off ten times
When the dust settled her eyes gazed at the warrior dressed in noble's clothing the metals of buckles and buttons reflecting off the calm moonlight, coat swished in the air vials of red substance lined inside with a sweet metallic smell hitting her nose, and in his hand was a sword polished gleaming in it's enlightened beauty
Ten long needles hit the ground around him standing back up breathing heavily from exerting themselves in sprinting the man easily shared height with the Demon in Red, she sensed the fear in the Demon in Red retreating to a safe distance broken nails returning to normal size gazing upon the Noble Warrior
The sound of someone gulping was heard in the silence the Girl With No Pulse hearing it from the Demon in Red, the Demon she perceived as so powerful she could not accurately judge it's strength, refused to breath to breath loudly in the presence of the Noble Warrior
???: now then...which monster am I killing first.