Hello everyone and all, Melody here. So I'm glad to see that people seemingly liked the previous chapter (Or got annoyed at the fact there is an OC in a fanfiction). So I was able to get the light novels so that should help the story out and make this better rather than just the anime and manga. Anyway I don't have much to say here other than I'll reply to reviews at the end of the chapter like I normally do so let's get to it.
Spells and Skills will be in bold and italicized
Sincerely, Melody
"So Ainz, what do you think we should do?" Tyr asked as the pair sat in one of the many rooms of the Great Tomb of Nazarick. "Honestly I think just exploring would be a great use of time." They had been in this New World for nearly a month now and hadn't done much other than save Carne Village.
"We need to learn more about the land we are in so exploring could be vital but we'll need to do more than that. Setting up networks to get information would also be a good thing to do." Ainz replied as he placed a hand on his chin.
"Well we could pose as adventurers or something of the like. Hiding your ugly mug might be hard though." Tyr chuckled a bit as he picked up a bottle of ale that was only the table they were sitting at.
"That will be easy for me, I know simply illusion magic for that. You will be a bit more difficult though since unlike me you can't use magic." Ainz explained while lowering his hand.
"I can just use a disguise kit." Tyr said while crossing his arms.
"You have the skills to use that?" Ainz questioned in confusion.
"I had a couple levels of Ranger in Yggdrasil. Prerequisite to get Berserker for the plant based features of the class; Not that I put many points into them aside from tracking and hunting but it did allow the limited use of one to change up what I look like in minor ways." Tyr said then took a drink from the ale bottle.
"You did? Guess I forgot that. Kinda makes sense why that class was a prerequisite." Ainz said as he lowered his hand from his chin while Tyr simply nodded in agreement. "That could work but how would we hide your abilities?"
"I don't see the point in me hiding my identity or abilities though. You're the one who's a walking skeleton." Tyr pointed out after setting the bottle down. "The fact we helped save Carne Village might help me get higher up in a guild if it has a ranking system which could be beneficial if you're going to hide your identity. Only one of us needs to be high up really." He reasoned while crossing his arms.
"True, that is a good idea but then you wouldn't be able to do covert operations." Ainz replied as he set his hands down on the table.
"Would you really want me to do covert operations?" Tyr asked flatly.
"Yeah now that you say that it doesn't make much sense." Ainz said in an awkwardly sheepish way that didn't quite fit him.
"Well should we go alone or take one of the NPCs with us?" Tyr questioned as he went to stroke his beard in thought.
"One of the Pleiades would be best; Possibly Narberal because she can use spells and I will be using that suit of armour you saw recently so I won't be able to use magic. We could send Sebas and some of the other Pleiades to gather information about the world possibly." Ainz explained as he grabbed two quills, inkwells, and papers out of a black void then set it on the table.
The pair stayed in that room for the evening, only interrupted when one of the many maids brought food to Tyr. He ate as they went over plans. This went on till noon the next day to when they had all of the NPCs come to the throne room. When they all arrived Ainz explained their plan and at the end of it the NPCs cheered for their leaders. Even without a true face Tyr could sense the seeming pride from Ainz before the duo made their way to the main office.
Ainz got his ready armour as he sat at the table while Tyr sat off to the side with a sharpening his axe. It was quiet until Albedo came to the room and stood in front of the two as she started to give them a report. Then she mentioned the last thing.
"It is Shalltear. She desires an audience with you sires." She told them with a bow. Then Shalltear walked into the room.
"Shalltear?" Ainz asked as she walked in.
"Hello Shalltear. Hope you're doing well." Tyr said while setting his sharpening stone down on a nearby table.
"I am and I hope my Lords are as well." She replied with a curtsy.
"So what is it you need?" Ainz asked as he set his hands on the table
"I had nothing more than wanting to gaze upon your beautiful features before you both depart on your mission." Shalltear explained with a smile on her face.
"Lord Ainz, Lord Tyr, and I were discussing the future of Great Tomb of Nazarick, would mind not interfering." Albedo asked politely but her tone held an underlining venom.
"Is it common knowledge that you should show some courtesy before moving onto business?" Shalltear replied in a similar tone. "It's quite unfortunate that your age prevents you from understanding that."
"But is food filled with so many preservatives that has no expiration date any different poison?" Albedo questioned with a smile. "That sounds far more dangerous." She said as the two were seemingly about to fight until Tyr defused it.
"Can you stop arguing for five minutes? You both realize Ainz has no way of procreation, right?" Tyr asked the two which caused Ainz's jaw to drop and the other two to gasp. The silence lasted a minute.
"Fuck you Tyr." Ainz said bitterly which caused the Werewolf to laugh.
"Sorry Ainz, forgot that was a touchy subject. Didn't mean any offense." Tyr replied sheepishly while scratching the back of his head. "Anyway, Shalltear, what did you really want to talk about?"
"Oh yes, my apologies about that. I was just coming to inform you both of my departure with Sebas and Solution for our mission. Since we'll be away from the Nazarick for a while so I came here to see you both before I leave." Shalltear explained herself while folding her hands in her lap.
"Alright Shalltear, remain vigilant and return safely." Ainz told her firmly.
"Yeah don't do anything stupid and be safe." Tyr added in and went back to sharpening the axe as Shalltear left the room.
"Albedo, please have Demiurge come here. We have to discuss with him the next plan." Ainz told her.
"The next plan?" She asked in confusion.
"We're going to become heroes out there to get information and simply for the hell of it. Also you'll be in charge." Tyr answered before Ainz could utter a word.
"You really like talking before I can, don't you?" Ainz asked with a hint of annoyance.
"Yeah well I'm a bit quicker to the trigger than you. Don't worry, it comes with age." Tyr answered with a grin.
"How old were you anyway?" Ainz asked as he looked over to him.
"I was around forty-five. Now I'm only in my twenties and I feel amazing." Tyr laughed with a larger grin than before.
"Alright then my Lords, I will go inform Demiurge." Albedo told them then teleported out of the room with her Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown.
"Have you thought much about the Old World?" Tyr asked Ainz as his grin fade and the only look left on his face was a rather somber one.
"No not really. Why do you ask?" Ainz replied in his deep voice, his eyes burning red.
"Just curious. I've thought about it some. All of the people I've left behind no matter how few that may be. It's possible our old selves are dead or when we die we'll simply wake up as if this had all been a dream. Sorry to get sappy on you but I was just curious." Tyr explained somberly while sharpening the axe.
"I understand what you mean but ever since we arrived here I've had no real thought about it. My emotions have been subdued most thanks to my new Undead body." Ainz replied sympathetically for a minute before a green energy elevated his mind.
"You won't ever die with that body but who knows maybe if I die here I'll go to Valhalla." Tyr chuckled, regaining his grin in the process.
"That'll be interesting but what if we resurrected you if you die in battle?" Ainz questioned.
"Only if I get to die in another fight with you afterwards and die by your hands." Tyr answered with a smile.
"If that is what you want then I'll happily assist." Ainz replied in a slightly happy tone.
Soon Demiurge arrived and the pair explained to him what was going to happen. It was a brief discussion and Demiurge brought Narberal to them shortly after. She was dressed in simple white button up shirt with a green line going down the middle with brass buttons, grey trousers with a simple belt that had a sword slung to it, black boots, and a brown cloak. Ainz summoned a Gate before he equipped his armour, then they left.
They appeared a couple miles outside of E-Rantel in an instant then they started to walk towards the city. As they walked down the road commoners looked at then weirdly because of their appearances; This was the same when they arrived inside the city. The streets were cluttered with dozens of people as they walked through the city. E-Rantel was like a labyrinth to them as they wandered around aimlessly since not a single one of them could read the signs hanging from the many buildings. Eventually getting annoyed by this Tyr walked up to a guard with a scowl on his face.
"Oi guard! I got a question!" He exclaimed as he looked at him.
"And what would that be uh, sir?" The guard replied, annoyed at this random barbarian.
"Where's the nearest Adventurer's Guild?" Tyr asked while crossing his arms. "We need to sign up sometime so getting to know where it is would be very helpful."
"What? It's right over there." The guard said while pointing to a building down the road. "Can you not read or something?"
"Not the weird chicken scratch here." Tyr replied as he started to walk to the building with Ainz and Narberal following behind him.
"Quite the scene you caused Tyr." Ainz said as he speed up a bit to be walking beside the man.
"Well I've experienced, the angrier you are with someone weaker than you, the more likely they'll tell you something to make you go away faster." Tyr explained rather casually.
"Makes sense." Ainz simply stated at they arrived at the door.
"Right?" Tyr said and opened the door.
The guildhall was lively and full of many different adventurers of varying ranks and job classes. The trio saw that the adventurers had small plates either hanging around their necks which were made of different metals; This interested Ainz and Tyr while Narberal was generally dismissive. Because of Ainz' armour and his massive stature, a great deal of adventurer's looked towards them. Silence filled the room as they made their way to the front desk and up to a brunette woman wearing simply clothing. She smiled at them as they reached the counter.
"How may I help you?" She asked in a nice, soft tone and seemingly unaffected by their appearances.
"Hello madam, we would like to join this adventurer's guild. How do we sign up?" Ainz asked since out of the three, he seemed to be the best to do something like this.
"Well it's quite simple. You just have to pay a small entry fee then a few copper pieces for an easy testpay five silver for a simple entry fee and five copper to take a literacy test." She explained and smiled as she got out a few sheets of paper and writing implements. "After you pay the fee of five pieces of copper and silver we can get started." She explained and Ainz took out a coin purse then set the money on the counter. The woman took the money then handed them the papers. "There is a room in the back where you all can take the test." She said while handing the items over then pointing to a doorway.
"Thanks." Tyr said as he took the test and made his way to the room. Ainz and Narberal followed behind his and they closed the door to the room when they entered. "Ainz, create Ring of Translation for me." Tyr told the mage who nodded as he momentarily exited his armour, made the ring, put his armour back one, then handed it over.
"Why only one though?" Ainz questioned while securing his helm.
"Because I can just adapt my hand writing a bit for the three papers and do them myself, save you the hassle." Tyr answered then started to do the tests, varying the answers, hand writing, and changing the implements he used during the process.
"Thanks I guess." Ainz said as he sat down in one of the chairs beside Tyr.
"Don't mention it." Tyr replied absentmindedly as he focused on the tests.
The room fell silent except for the sound of the the quill meeting the paper and the scratching it caused. It took Tyr a grand total of forty minutes to complete the tests and they all left the room together, handing the test into the attendant. She walked away for a few minutes then came back with three copper plates on necklaces. Ainz was first to put his on the Tyr and finally Narberal. After that the three left the guildhall, stating they needed to get a room at the local inn.
Thanks to the Ring of Translation Tyr quickly found an inn that was down the road from the guildhall. It only took them a couple minutes to get there. Unlike at the guildhall, Tyr was the one to open the door and first to step in. People starred once more as his heavy footsteps were followed by Ainz and Narberal's. Tyr stepped up to the bar and tapped on it to get the bartender's attention.
"Oi barkeep, how much is a room?" He asked as the man turned to him.
"Seven copper for you copper plates." The man answered with an annoyed tone.
"Fine." Tyr replied as he pulled out some coins and set it on the bar. Then he turned and started to walk towards the steps only to notice a man place his foot directly in his way. "Move your damn foot." He ordered the bald man.
"What'ca say to me?" the drunk asked as he got up angrily.
"I said, move your damn foot, you stupid drunk." Tyr answered and started to glare at the man.
"Why you!" The man exclaimed as he threw a punch only for Tyr to catch his fist and started to apply pressure. "What are you doing?!" The man exclaimed as Tyr simply continued to squeeze. Then he casually threw the man behind him and into a table.
"Little excessive wasn't that?" Ainz questioned as he looked to the man and then the woman who screamed and angrily walked over to Tyr.
"What the hell?!" She exclaimed and pushed his back a bit. "That healing potion took me months to get! Do you want to know how many nights I went without food?!" She exclaimed as she looked as if she was about to punch him and Narberal was about to attack the woman.
"Wait! Wait! Take this potion, it should be adequate for compensation." Ainz told her before handing over one of his healing potions.
"I could've gave her one." Tyr treplied while getting out his own then he held it out to the woman. "Here, take it I don't need many."
"Fine but I'll be back if these things aren't worth anything." She told them, not actually paying attention to the colour they were. Then she stormed out of the inn.
"Try to not be as violent." Ainz told Tyr who simply replied with a nod. Then they all went to the room Tyr had rented and Nabe was the one to close the door.
"At least I didn't kill them." Tyr reasoned when they entered the room.
"True but what if we were kicked out of the guild for criminal actions?" Ainz replied with a heavy sigh before sitting on one of the beds.
"Good point… Sorry about that Ainz…" Tyr said while scratching the back of his head.
"Call me Momon while we're in town. Now Naberal, what are your opinions on humans?" Ainz, now dubbed Momon, asked the doppleganger.
"Complete garbage and being forced to live in such conditions is beneath both of you my lords." Narberal answered with a scowl.
"Just call me Tyr and him Momon, none of this lord shit." Tyr ordered her.
"Yes Tyr, sir." Narberal replied as she bowed her head.
"You will be called Nabe now." Momon told her and got another nod in response.
"We got a problem though Momon, our money's worthless." Tyr said while holding up a bag of gold.
"I know this, I've been thinking about it and we'll need to get a job but for now let's go over our plan." Momon said then took off his helm. "We need to get higher up in the guild's rankings. We'll also have to spread our names far and wide incase any other Players are in this world. Do you have a suggestion of how we should do that?" He asked Tyr as he looked to him.
"Well heroes back in the day would complete great trials to get their names out there. Maybe is we find a dragon and cut its head off then bring it back we might get some recognition." Tyr explained casually before taking out a bottle of ale from a bag that was attached to his belt.
"How do you suppose we do that?" Momon questioned sceptically.
"We track one down, how else outside of using an item to summon one." Tyr reasoned. "Maybe one of the jobs in the guild is looking for someone to slay one of the scaly bastards."
"I'm not sure they'd give such a job to three copper plates though." Momon told him before letting out a frustrated sigh.
"Might I suggest something?" Nabe asked which caused the pair to look at her and nod. "We could just steal one of the job listings and do it without other people knowing about it."
"A fine idea but a bad one also. If the guild found out then our names would be ruined and we'd be shunned as thieves." Tyr informed her while shaking his head. "We could join another adventuring group if there are any willing to take on a couple of copper plates."
"True, that is the best course of action we have." Momon said before putting his helm back on. "Should we go find a group to join?"
"I'm gonna go buy something to eat actually, maybe I'll find someone." Tyr answered before standing up and walking to the door. "Do what you want but I'll meet you guys back here later." He told them then walked out of the room.
"Stay safe Tyr." Momon told the werewolf who simply gave a thumbs up in reply.
Tyr stepped down the stairs and back into the bar area then went to the bar. The barkeep came over to ask him what he wanted but before the man could ask, Tyr simply set three gold on the bar and pointed to an expensive looking bottle of alcohol. A large grinned on the barkeep's face as he took the gold then handed Tyr the bottle. Tyr took the cork out of the bottle then took a long drink from it. After his drink he corked the bottle, put the bottle into his bag, and walked out of the inn to try to find a place with better food.
While walking down the street he decided to follow his nose to see if he could find any good food here. A seemingly divine smell filled his nostrils and he started to follow the scent. It took him fifteen minutes to find the source of the smell and he found a small restaurant to be the answer. The restaurant was sparsely inhabited and only had a small group of four sitting at a table together. Three blond men and a brunette man all equipped in adventurers gear sat at the table. Tyr noticed their silver plates and decided to walk over and talk to them.
"Aye, hello fellow adventurers." Tyr said and got their attention as they looked at him. "Mind if I sit with you guys?" He asked.
"Oh hi, yeah that's fine I guess." One of the blonds with an unremarkable face said and motioned to one of the open chairs.
"Sorry if I'm a bother but I noticed you guys are silver plates to I was curious if myself and my partners can join in with you guys." Tyr explained and sat down. "I'm Tyr by the way."
"Well then, I'm Peter Mauk the leader of our small group called the Swords of Darkness, the man to my left if our druid, Dyne Woodwonder, the one to my right is our ranger Lukrut Volve, and the one across from me is our genius mage, Ninya the Spellcaster." Peter introduced them with a smile.
"Don't call me that Peter…" Ninya said sheepishly while scratching behind his ear.
"Why not? It's true." Peter chuckled.
"Still…" Ninya chuckled awkwardly.
"What makes him so special?" Tyr asked rather bluntly.
"Ninya here is a Talent Holder." Lukrut answered with a bit of a chuckle.
"Um I'm gonna sound a bit dull when I ask this but what do you mean by Talent Holder?" Tyr questioned while scratching the back of his head.
"You're not from around here are you? Because Talent Holder's are people who have special abilities. Ninya's allows her to learn spells twice as fast as the normal mage." Peter explained with an empathetic look.
"Really now? That's pretty powerful." Tyr nodded along as Peter explained it.
"Might I ask Sir Tyr, what kind of abilities do you posses? It would be best if we knew before we go out and fight together." Dyne explained to him and Tyr nodded.
"Yeah I get it, I'm a Berserker so I use rage and fury when I battle. It allows me to get stronger by simply getting angrier." Tyr told them only to get some worried looks from them. "Don't worry, I'm able to distinguish friends from foes even while I'm rampaging. I've trained for years to control my anger and have fully mastered its destructive capabilities."
"That's a relief because I wouldn't want to have to fight an ally." Lukrut sighed a bit. "So who are your friends?"
"Yes I'm interested myself." Dyne chimed in while Peter and Ninya nodded.
"Well one is a warrior named Momon and the other is a battle mage named Nabe. I'd explain more but it would be rude to talk about them without them here." Tyr told them and then the waitress came out with the dishes of the others.
"Here you all are, and sorry sir I must not have taken your order." The waitress said while serving everyone from the right.
"You got fried pork medallions and boiled vegetables? Oh and can the pork be medium rare?" Tyr asked when the waitress stepped over to him.
"Yes we do, I can get that for you. It will be five silver." The waitress smiled before writing the order down in a small notepad.
"Alright." Tyr said then handed the money over. "The food smells great." He told the others as they started to eat.
"It really does." Ninya smiled as he pooled some soup into his soup spoon. "Hopefully it tastes as good as it looks."
The group soon started to casually talk as they ate their food and Tyr's was brought out to him relatively quickly. Tyr quietly ate his food as they talked about some of the adventures they had already went on and told him the story behind their group's name. He enjoyed listening to their banter but it made him long for the days when his guild was whole. Late in the evening the group said their goodbyes to Tyr then they left him in front of the restaurant.
When he arrived back at the inn room he saw Momon lying on the bed with Nabe sitting in the chair in the corner of the room. He silently walked over to the other bed and sat down.
"Momon, I found a group we can join while I was out." Tyr informed him casually as he took out the bottle from earlier and started to drink.
"Really?" Momon asked as he got up. "That's perfect, what rank are they?"
"Silver…" Tyr growled slightly with his answer. "I don't want to have to wear that thing when we get to that rank."
"Understandable." Momon agreed with a nod. "Well we should do some planning for tomorrow." Momon told Tyr who just nodded in response.
And that's the chapter, hope you all liked it. I wanted to put this out today because my weekends coming up for the month are going to be fairly busy. Anyway let's get to the replies.
Hero600: I do agree my dialogue was a bit jumbled but I hope I slowed it down and made it make more sense and didn't seem as if everyone knew what everyone was thinking.
BladeGrip: Like the other reply, I agree that I was going pretty fast with it but I really hope this slowed down and is at a much better pace that is easier to read. I completely understand how it hurt the experience.
Bochinator: To each their own but without OCs then fanfiction wouldn't be as fun as it is, nothing against fanfics that don't include OCs.
PervySageChuck: First of all, I found the ending bit at your review to be funny, it made me laugh for a minute. I'm going to try to vary as much as I can from the mainline story and I added more exposition to this.
Guest: I hope I added more characterization to the characters but I will add even more as the story goes on. I attempted to focus more on the details also.
Anyway, as I already stated I hope y'all enjoyed the chapter. Please leave a review with any criticism. The next chapter might be at the end of this month or the beginning of next month. Goodbye everyone and all, Melody.