OVERLORD FAN-VOLUME: SISTERS OF JUSTICE

Chapter 1:

The Great Tomb of Nazarick

Part 1

Neia placed her hand and wrapped her fingers tightly around the edge of one of the many wooden pews that sat evenly spaced from one another. She looked upwards, towards the large window resting slightly above the altar, allowing the golden rays from the sun to bathe her in warmth. The alter rested up against the wall, raised slightly by a wooden platform. It consisted of a table with a white sheet placed over it, and several large candles that were placed on metal bases. In the center of the table, surrounded by the candles was a miniature stone carving of Ainz Ooal Gown, carved by one of the many members of the church.

The zealot fixed her gaze on the statue before walking forward, her steps clacking against the wooden floor before placing her hands on the altar. Just as she turns around, a churning purple vortex opens within the middle of the church with a rather tall, slender demon walking out of it. The purple vortex closes behind the thing, revealing in clarity, a thin man's body within a red, striped suit. Large green wings spread from the demons back and the head of the creatures looked like that of a toad, with rounded glasses resting on its face, in front of two large red eyes.

Neia had gripped her bow in her hands and strung an arrow in mere seconds before letting an arrow loose at the demon. The arrow flew through the air before being swatted away casually by the demon. Neia quickly aimed another arrow at the forehead of the demon. Though before she could release the arrow, a powerful force overcame her body.

The demon had opened its mouth and began to speak in a calm yet stern voice. "Kneel."

Neias body began to act on its own as she dropped the bow to the ground and collapsed onto one knee and lowered her head to the demon. She began to shake as she struggled to move but, her muscles had locked in place.

The demon stepped forward, it's scaly tail swishing back and forth. "The great Ainz-Sama has requested an audience with you, Neia Barja."

Neias eyes frantically darted behind her visor as she looked towards the ground.

Had she fired upon an envoy of the embodiment of justice? He certainly spoke similar to CZ, speaking of Ainz in such a casual way. Perhaps this is another demon that Ainz had gained control of throughout his travels.

Neia gulped before speaking up in a hurried tone. "Of course, I am always ready to serve His Majesty."

The demon smiled slightly as another purple vortex opened behind him, "Very well, Ainz-sama is awaiting your arrival. Please, follow."

As the demon spoke, Neia felt the pressure pressing down on her lift immediately as she shakily stood back up. The demon stared at her a moment before motioning with his hand for her to enter the portal.

Neia picked up her bow and secured it onto her back tightly before walking towards the swirling vortex. Stepping into it she was immediately transferred into the grand hall that she had only been in once before.

Ahead of her sat the embodiment of justice, Ainz Ooal Gown, resting on his magnificent throne. The large red carpet led forward, towards the throne with rows of luxurious grand, white pillars resting on both sides of the room. Each one with a separate, expertly woven banner hanging overhead. Her eyes were then drawn to the grand chandeliers that adorned the ceiling of the room, each one sparkling with blue light.

The demon had already begun striding towards the throne of his master before Neia was able to force her eyes from the grand hall and walk beside the demon. As the two closed the distance between Ainz and them, Neia could feel herself start to sweat as her heartbeat grew louder in her chest until she thought it would burst.

The demon that was walking with her moved to stand on the left side of Ainz, placing both his hands behind his back, as his tail moved back and forth in an almost hypnotic fashion.

A beautiful woman, one that Neia had previously seen was standing beside Ainz. She was sporting two horns and a set of beautiful hellish black wings secured on her lower back. She stood glaring at Neia with a smile that put Neia at ease.

Yet, she paid no attention to either of them, instead of looking upon the undead creature that sat before her, the king that she deemed justice. This caused Neia's face to go red as she lowered herself to one knee before His Majesty.

Ainz looked upon the figure kneeling in front of him, he had been glad that she arrived still wearing her visor. Even with all the time the two had shared, he could still never get used to the murderous glare that the girl wielded.

Ainz placed his arm on the side of his throne and motioned for Neia to rise. As she did so, he began kingly pose eighteen. Looking down at the woman, Ainz could tell that she was awestruck with the sheer power and grace he conducted.

Yes, so my practice was not in vain. I look so kingly right now.

Ainz clacked his boney finger on the edge of his throne for a moment before speaking in a commanding voice. "Neia Baraja it has been too long since we last met, I believe it's been a little more than a year correct?"

"That's correct your Majesty."

"You've accomplished much in that time I'm told, and still I am about to ask more from you. I apologize in advance for this."

He could see Neia puff out her chest slightly as he announced that he required her aid.

"I'd proudly serve, Your Majesty. No matter the request"

Ainz nodded slightly, taken back by the ferocity in Neia's voice. He looked over at Albedo and could see that she too was surprised by the devotion that a human could show.

Was she always like this? She's starting to act like the other guardians.

Ainz moved swiftly focused back on the task at hand and began speaking in an authoritative tone, "Our scouts have uncovered a city of demi-humans far north of the Republic, and I believe you would make an excellent ambassador for the Sorcerer Kingdom."

Neia swelled with pride at the request of becoming the official ambassador for the Sorcerer Kingdom. She shivered with the tough of spreading the word of justice to potentially a whole new nation and began rambling, "Your Majesty, I am most grateful for your gesture, you truly are the wisest, most kind king. I-"

Ainz put up his hand, motioning for her to stop. "That being said, the road is treacherous so I will be sending an escort alongside you. I would also like to bestow a gift upon you."

Ainz raised his hand up, reaching into a void he had created, pulling out a large cloak. The cloak was a deathly black color with fluffy fur lining the edges of it. The back of the cloak contained the symbol of Ainz Ooal Gown, stitched in a crimson red.

Demiurge stepped forward and grabbed the cloak in his hand neatly before stepping before Neia, holding it out towards her.

Gingerly Neia grabbed it in her hands and wrapped herself in the oversized cloak. A moment passed before the cloak magically shrink to fit Neia's figure.

"T-thank you, your Majesty."

Ainz nodded once before continuing. "It'll be quite cold up north, this cloak will protect you against the cold."

Before Neia could speak once more, Ainz raised his hand to open a gate behind Neia. "Your escort will meet you there, I trust you will not disappoint me Neia Baraja."

"I will not!", Neia began to turn and exit through the gate before turning to Ainz. She began to remove her visor. "His Majesty is most generous, please, allow me to gaze upon His Majesty with my own eyes before I leave."

As if it was a survival instinct, Ainz held up his hand, "No. No, that will not be necessary."

Neia slowly slid her visor back onto her face, "Of course, if your Majesty wishes."

Ainz sat back as she exited through the gate and sighed.

That was a close one. I hope those two will get closer to each other.

Neia stepped through the portal and appeared in a snowy flat, her feet crunching on the snow that managed to reach up to her mid-shin. A cool breeze pelted her with snowflakes and blew her cloak up into the air. The sun illuminated the snow causing a shining that hurt to look at though, Neias visor could negate this effect.

A few hours later, Neia stopped walking and sat in the snow, causing her to sink into it. Letting out a surprised yelp, Neia sat dejectedly.

Where am I even supposed to be going? Had His Majesty abandoned her to the wastes? No how could she even think that he would never do such a thing? The thought itself was heresy.

In the midst of her thoughts, Neia felt to arms wrap around her midsection and, instinctively she wrapped her hand around them, attempting to pry them off of her with a grunt but, the arms were as strong as stone. Looking beside her she could see the pink haired girl with an eye patch, smothering her.

CZ tightened her arms around the fluffy cloak that Neia was wearing and, spoke with an emotionless face. "Fluffy."