I wonder if the Gamemaster's ring counts as a world item

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Tanabe was thankful to be taken away from Zesshi but was still quite surprised to see where the Captain of the Black Scripture was taking her. Originally she expected to be waiting in a cell to be interrogated, that was the fate one would assume to befall a trespasser of this level. This room was no prison cell, in fact it was more like the inside of a federal court. If she felt small before, it didn't compare at all to how she felt now.

This chamber could have been considered to be the most politically imposing chamber in the entirety of the Slane Theocracy. This is where the Pontifex Maximus (Basically the pope) and his council determined the fate of their country, and possibly the world around it. The council consisted of the six cardinals of the gods as well as just about every other man or woman with serious political influence, even the military.

When Tanabe was brought in they were all discussing war strategy, she hadn't heard much but what she did hear was a bit concerning. The Theocracy was already finished mobilizing their forces, an aggressive move could be made as early as tomorrow afternoon. For a moment she considered just how Ainz would take advantage of the world at war. Speaking of which, how was Shalltear doing? There'd been no contact with her since that internal world collapsed, what if she'd told them the truth? There was no time to consider that, Tanabe would become the object of attention she would have rather avoided.

Everyone in the room stared directly at her.

"This...Person came from the coffin of the wind goddess."

The Captain spoke first, now there was no escape. With a jerk of the hand, he removed the wrappings covering her head, revealing her face as well as the messy silver hair underneath. The council went into an uproar.

The Theocracy was founded under the Six Great Gods, beings of power who came to this world and saved humanity six hundred years ago. Through their influence, the most powerful human nation was established, a nation that believed in humanity and discriminated against just about everything else. Killing non-human players was quite a common practice in Yggdrasil, even half breeds didn't completely escape the bullying. With that ideology in place it should not have been a surprise that the council might have been a bit perturbed to see that someone who was clearly demi-human was being called a reincarnation of one of their gods.

When Tanabe was reincarnated, certain parameters needed to be filled. Reincarnation required a suitable vessel, one that could theoretically fulfill the same capabilities as the last. A body that was of the same class, or could otherwise acquire the skills or spells necessary to be a convincing replacement. As for the race…

"You are insinuating that this creature is our maiden? Do you understand the nonsense you are spouting?"

The one to take the most offense was Dominic Ihre Partouche, Cardinal of Wind. As the Cardinal of wind he was the most familiar with the god associated, thus his sudden outburst was understandable. Claiming that one of the Six was actually a demi-human would count as heresy, the very prospect would defy everything the Theocracy stood for.

Tanabe felt annoyed, if she were so important then why did everyone ignore what she said? If she were as big and intimidating as before she could have had everyone blabbering every bit of information they had at this point but being treated like a child filled her with an honest rage. For just a moment a kind of aura escaped her, one that the others in the room could only perceive as a dark omen. All was quiet. Realizing that everyone had closed their mouths to stare at her, Tanabe spoke.

"Uh...Can I ask about this maiden? I've kinda been left in the dark."

Really this was the moment where anyone else would have stayed quiet, fearing the consequences of their words but Tanabe saw an opening. If they held this figure in such high regard, then they could not take the chance of disposing of her now could they?

"Girl, do you not comprehend the matter in which you have found yourself involved? That one of the gods who saved humanity has been found again in you? Do you not understand the significance these gods hold in this world that you should feel blessed to walk in?"

"Uh...No?"

Tanabe was in for the lecture of her life.

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With the lizardmen under his control, Ainz was prepared to move on to his next objective. Sebas and Solution were posted in the kingdom to gather helpful information on the criminal group known as Eight Fingers. Since the threat of war was sitting on the horizon, criminal activity skyrocketed within the kingdom and Eight Fingers was in on every little bit of it.

Ainz had hoped to take advantage of the situation and increase his fame as Momon the adventurer at the same time, which required extensive planning with Demiurge, however this operation would have to wait. His finely laid out plans had two overwhelming obstacles. The first was that every adventurer of Mythril rank and above had been called in along with other military leaders for an important meeting to discuss war time efforts.

The thought of calling in a large number of adventurers for such a reason was impractical at best. Most adventurers became such so that they may go on to become heroes or because the line of work simply adhered to them, as a result when the conscriptions began many ended up retiring or even fleeing the country altogether to avoid the conflict.

"For the Kingdom to get this desperate...Even ignoring such a powerful criminal organization for the time being." It was a sad thought, the corruption within the Kingdom was just too high.

The second reason was that Ainz found no comfort in the thought of some being using Shalltear for his own gain under their noses. In an effort to keep the situation under control he gave an absolute order to Shalltear. She would remain by his side at all times.

This was not a situation Ainz could find solace in. After his conversation with Shalltear he knew it was best to keep her by his side, it was the only way to make absolutely sure that no other unexpected interventions from this "higher power" would catch them by surprise. Sure there were arguments between Shalltear and Albedo almost constantly but for the most part everything was in order, or so he thought.

Ainz made a mistake, one he could only blame himself for once again. He told Shalltear that he would keep her by his side at all times, something he considered a punishment. Wasn't being watched like a criminal something anyone would dislike? The lack of freedom didn't get to Shalltear at all, in fact she saw being watched by Ainz constantly as a reward. Well that was fine anyway, at least he could put any issues concerning her to rest right?

It was in that notion that Ainz discovered his second mistake, all times meant ALL times. So, how exactly could Ainz keep his eye on Shalltear while living his double life as Momon the adventurer? Leaving her to the watchful eyes of Albedo sounded like a fight waiting to happen. Other than that there was a simple yet admittedly sketchy solution. He could just take her with him.

There was no way that would be okay. There were SO many possible ways for things to go wrong. It was either that or sending Pandora's Actor in Momon's place...To a meeting between some of the most important figures in the kingdom.

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"This is a terrible idea…"

Shalltear's disguise was actually rather convincing. She'd changed into a nice white dress, a mask and even went as far as to dye her hair blonde. Although since their team was named "Darkness" Ainz demanded that she wear something a bit darker, so she simply changed the color of her new attire to black to match his armor. Of course it wouldn't be believable for her to be an adventurer under regular circumstances, but no one in the kingdom would be complaining with how bad things were getting. The reputation of Darkness would be more than enough to convince any who harbored doubt.

"To think I have to wear this scrap of copper while the two of you have already achieved the highest rank…"

"I would not worry Lady Shalltear, I am certain that once you are seen in combat alongside Lord Momon and I your rank will increase dramatically."

"It's just Momon, Nabe."

Narberal would never get used to addressing him in such a casual way.

And thus under the alias "Nightfall", Shalltear became the official third member of Darkness. The name was inspired by a story Momon happened to overhear the evening when he took credit for the defeat of the powerful vampire that instilled mass panic not too long ago. Many compared the appearance of a powerful vampire to that of another known as Landfall (Evileye), given that Shalltear herself was a vampire and that their team was dark themed the name made perfect sense to him.

"You too 'Nightfall', only refer to me as Momon."

"Yes Lord Ainz- I mean Momonga. I mean...Momon."

Momon sighed heavily, this situation was just far too ridiculous. His comrades aside, his strategy would be to show off his overwhelming power in order to force the enemy back for a bit, after that he could worry about Eight Fingers. Once the situations within the Kingdom were settled he could plan his next move accordingly, there would be no reason to just fight one sidedly for the Kingdom without seeing the benefit the other countries offered for Nazarick.

Within an hour the three members of Darkness were making their way into the war room. Most soldiers and other adventurers moved out of their way without a word. Making their way to the front was easy, and they took their place alongside Blue Roses.

So that's him...Evileye took note of Momon quietly, he looked even more impressive than she thought he would.

Among those standing to face the crowd, Momon knew almost none of them. Gazef Stronoff stood near the front along with another man he hadn't seen before. Other than him there was no one. To think that all these problems would stem from one reckless move on his part. He would be sure to pay that wannabe God back in full, for both his hindrances to nazarick and his manipulation of Shalltear.

Gazef began to talk, a bit of a welcoming speech to those who'd shown up, but it did not last long. The man at his side, a certain seaweed haired mercenary had made eye contact with Shalltear. For a brief moment Momon realized the strange interaction, unsure of what to say.

And then, Brain drew his sword.

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On a day like today you could easily expect to find Albedo in bed cuddling her Ainz Ooal Gown plushies. By now she had more than a dozen, not including the other bits of merchandise strewn about. But today was a strange day, her patience had worn thin and her jealousy was immeasurable.

Now Shalltear gained the privilege of not only travelling with Ainz but also becoming the center of his attention, how could this have happened? She was expected to believe that another power, potentially another player was sabotaging their daily lives with Shalltear as a medium. The very thought of another inferior being trying to toy with their master, sent many of the guardians into a rage Albedo included. Her suggestion was to put Shalltear in her quarters and keep her there this time, but instead she was gloriously rewarded yet again for being the victim.

Well now Albedo would be the one to go on the offensive. No longer would she simply sit and watch these events play out in front of her quietly. Shalltear may have had Lord Ainz's attention for now but she also gave Albedo a clue to something bigger while screaming out in her sleep, a clue that she recognized but knew very little about.

Albedo made her way to Ashurbanipal, the Library of Nazarick located on the tenth floor. With enough research maybe she could find something interesting for her lord to praise her over. If anywhere, this was the place she expected to learn what she could about an "admin".

Woo, so much stuff crammed into all these tiny chapters.