First off, thanks for the reviews. I had not expected to see such an interest in this story so fast.

Now I have to apologize. It seemed like I messed up a bit by going against the canon a bit. However, now that I have already messed up I am not going to correct it and instead go a bit further away from canon and think later about how I can fix it. If you see anything that I got wrong, please contact me so I can fix it. However I will probably only fix stuff that are among the lines of getting level or spell names or anything like that wrong.

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Chapter One

One day before the Black Scripture encountered the Death Knight

Ainz sat in his office in Nazarick. He had come back from the Holy Kingdom only a few days ago and had initially hoped to get some time off. But the moment he had teleported into his office he had seen the stacks of documents and therefore had to work all night and day without rest to try and understand them. He skimmed over some boring reports that he could not understand anyways. When he moved another paper almost mechanically the red orbs in his eye sockets lit up. He put the report made by Demiurge in front of him again and read it thoroughly. After that he immediately called over the Archfiend. Only seconds later a knock could be heard on the door and a maid opened it before she announced Demiurges arrival. With a hand gesture befitting of the supreme one he motioned for him to enter. Demiurge came up to the office desk and prostrated himself in front of his master. But this time around Ainz did not care to exchange many pleasantries before getting straight into the matter at hands.

"Demiurge, I have just read your report on the trap for the Slane Theocracy. Explain to me what you had in mind exactly."

With a wide smile on his face the floor guardian bowed deeply and answered:

"Of course my lord would want to control my work for any flaws. I had expected nothing less."

What is he on about? I did not see any flaws I just want to know what the hell is going on. But instead of voicing his thoughts Ainz took up one of the regal poses he had learned and practiced and said with benevolence in his mighty voice:

"This is my obligation after all. As your superior I should make sure that you can grow and develop whilst still avoiding unnecessary mistakes."

With gleam in his eyes Demiurge began his explanation. He provided ample detail about the intricacies of his plan. As Ainz understood it he wanted to send a Death Knight, which of course while being only a mid tier undead in Nazarick was a legendary undead in the New World, to bait the Slane Theocracy into aggressive actions against the Sorcerer Kingdom. And he suspected that with some luck they might even bait out the one who had mind controlled Shalltear. At the mentioning of this Ainz got incredibly angry for a second before his emotion control kicked in. But this moment of anger was enough to have a wave of killing intend flow over everyone present that was so strong that even the devil that stood in front of Ainz had shivers running down his spine. But this only served to make Demiurge realize just how heavy the burden on his shoulders was. He had to get this right and would do everything to succeed.

"Sorry for this outburst. It was not intended towards you. But I suggest a change in our plan. Rather than killing them on the spot and use their dead corpses as prove of the attack, let them get away."

"If it's my lords wish it will be done" , Demiurge said it with such conviction that it made Ainz nauseous thinking about the unquestioned loyalty towards him. But this was no time to voice his concern.

"But do you understand the necessity of this move?"

Ainz wanted to know whether or not his proposal was sensible or not. But the reaction he got was way more extreme than he anticipated. His opposite started to shake visibly and one could see a glimpse of despair in the eyes.

"How could I ever understand the grand schemes of the supreme one. After all I am but a humble servant."

Oh no! Not this again. When will he understand that he is the brightest mastermind in the whole world? But I guess its best like this. Otherwise his loyalty might crumble when he understands that he is the true mastermind behind all "my" schemes.

"Then let me explain…."

He went on telling about a strategy he had read about. One would lay out bait and follow the servants up the chain of command as they delivered the news of their success. He was once again happy that one of his former guild mates had been a total nerd when it came to warfare so he had added lots of books to the great library that dealt with all kinds of war matters.

After he had finished Demiurge bowed so deep that his head was nearly on the ground and with a voice nearly moved to tears said:

"Thank you Lord Ainz. Too not only refrain from punishing me but to even go so far as to explain the unfathomable plan of the supreme one to a servant like me. You are truly a compassionate leader and I will do my best to live up to your expectations!"

He shouted the last part with gratitude in his eyes and an honest smile on his face that for once was not malicious in nature.

That evening in Demiurges private studies

Demiurge was sitting at his desk grinding away with his superb intelligence to ensure that everything went according to his masters wishes. What if I fail? I can't let the last supreme one down by failing to follow a simple task like this. But what if the humans are just too stupid to take the bait? And finally just in time to stop him from going mad one of the Hansos, he was graciously granted by Ainz-sama to better fulfill his missions, came back to report to him. At least they took the bait. He was temporarily calmed down a bit by these good news. But there were still preparations to be done and plans to be made so he could not enjoy this small victory very much.

At the same time in a remote place in the Slane Theocracy

In front of the statues of the great six gods sat the top leadership of the Slane Theocracy. Apparent with one look at their red faces and the tone and volume they were speaking in it was a heated debate. In attendance were the six Cardinals and the Pontifex Maximus. The current topic at hand had obviously split them up quite a bit as they were discussing their choice to send out the Black Scripture with Kaire to capture the legendary Death Knight. The Cardinal of Water Ginedine Delan Guelfi an old man who had seen more in his long life time than most other humans could dream of was strictly against this plan from the start on.

"Can't you see that the Sorcerer King is playing with you? It is clearly a trap to make is go into an aggressive stance towards them. This would be the perfect opportunity for that monster to get a solid Casus Belli against us. I have said it before and I will say it again. We have to be careful with the undead. One wrong step and we could throw ourselves over the cliff we are currently holding onto. And with the loss of the Holy Kingdom our position is not unchallengeable like it was the last few hundred years."

Berenice Nagua Santini, the Cardinal of Fire and only female present nodded in agreement. She was the only one truly calm right now and she tried to go with reason instead of her hatred for the undead.

"Heresy! You should be ashamed of yourself! To question that we will overcome this is questioning the gods themselves!"

The enraged voice that accused them just now was Yvon Jasna Dracowa, the Cardinal of Light. He was by far the strongest divine magic caster of the Slane Theocracy and as such he was especially upset about this matter. To calm the situation down a bit Raymond Zarg Lauransan, the Cardinal of earth and also the commander of all Scriptures tried to argue:

"We are already very careful. We have deployed the strongest humanity has to offer and also an artifact of the gods. There is no way of loosing and they can't tell who killed the monster if it isn't going to be able to tell the story."

And to extinguish all doubt from his colleagues minds Maximilian Oreio Lagier, the Cardinal of Darkness took up one of the books that floated around him and started to explain:

"There is nothing to worry about. This Ainz Ool Gown is predictable to a certain degree. We know he wants to make the world believe that he is no threat. To do that he always respects laws, which is the sole reason he would even need a Casus Belli. We can use that against him. When the Death Knight is mind controlled we will immediately fall back and clean up after us. Then he can't prove we were behind that attack and he has not enough of a strong Casus Belli to attack us. We just have to be decisive in our actions. And I believe that the Black Scripture, who has reached the pinnacle of human strength, is able to do that."

Cardinal Lauransan was quickly affirming this as he took pride in commanding the Scriptures. The room went silent for a bit before the Pontifex Maximus who had spoken little until now closed out the meeting with the words:

"Then it is settled. We are going to stay with the plan of action we decided on earlier. That should be it for today's meeting."

They all left contemplating the ideas exchanged in the meeting.

Hey thanks for reading. I hope my English was ok as I am not a native English speaker. Also I hope you liked this story so far and I promise you next time we are going to dive into the action head on. Also I would appreciate feedback on the chapter length. this one took me four hours to write and I won't be able to write this long often. Should I pump out shorter chapters more often or should I take my time writing these relatively long chapters(this one is roughly 1800 words long without this afterword)?