I am posting this so I won't be skipping on posting a chapter. However, I have three exams this week and I am only done with one of them. I will post a very long chapter after I am done with my academic stuff this week. I apologize.
After I am done with Pilgrimage, I will be writing the second part under a different name. It will still be a continuation and it will be about -Can't disclose at this point- and Nazarick, it will make a lot of people happy I think. If you would like me to change or improve on anything, let me know before things get too intense.
ImStillSleepy, indeed my man!
Six gods may had come to NW alone or with guilds.
Only some may had come with guild-bases.
Some of them maybe players while some maybe NPCs
It is also a possibility that they came here with part of their NPCs and not with their entire guild.
And possibilities go on and on...
Since LN doesn't say anything about it so far, it gives me the absolute power of bullshitting :^).
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Chapter 8
Joann looked at her sword. Humility was the name of the beautiful weapon. Its blade sprouted from the hilt like a silver leaf. It was thinner near its hilt and slightly thicker further away, the sharp edges concluded about thirty-two inches away from the winged hilt. Besides the fact that the sword was a craftsmanship masterpiece, its real power was in its enchantments.
Humility was a rare drop from the raid-boss Seraph Aesphere Amesha Spenta of the Angelic Domains of Yggdrasil. A level 100 + 10(Raid boss bonus) only available in game at the conclusion of the lunar calendar. Humility was a divine item that enabled their wielder to go back to any point in his or her level progression in 10 level increments. If the wielder of humility gets hit by anything that meant instant-kill for them, the spell breaks and the wielder returns to their actual level, taking their previous health as true damage.
Thus, Humility was a very valuable item for PKers as well as 1v1 tournaments. PKers used it to bait other players and 1v1 lovers used it to negate devastating attacks or instant-kill spells. Due to this powerful ability, Humility's stats were a bit lower than other divine-tier swords.
Joann had the sword in her hand as she approached Edward. She flew his Pegasus right in front of the blue giant, completely disregarding the full-fledged chaos beneath her. The Jury flung dozens of low tier spells towards the Valkyrie as she approached. Despite the aggression, Joann knew the Corrupt Judge was the only threat for her. 'I wonder how that crazed orc fared against the executioners…' She had flown past a vicious battle between a brave orc and the two executioners. If things weren't the way they were, she would have stopped and watched that engagement.
Joann pointed her sword towards the projectiles, "[Karma]". The spells flung at the Valkyrie returned to their owners, burning, blasting and melting the imps on the lobby. She hung in the air out of the reach of the Corrupt Judge's hammer. 'Hm, if I call Edward by his name that would surely give away that I am not from this world… I guess I will play the role of the righteous Knight.'
"Halt monster! Tell me who you are and what an otherworldly aberration like yourself doing here!"
Edward had seen the group of knights coming from the west 'Are these the ones I am searching for? No… They don't add up. Just interferences.'. He mumbled [Delay Teleportation] under his breath as he amusedly watched one of the flying knights approach to him. He couldn't help but say "Ohoh" when the knight actually deflected the rain of spells and destroyed The Jury simultaneously.
Edward looked at the knight with intrigued eyes while she was speaking. Whatever she was saying, he did not listen. 'Is it actually possible for these ants to cast 7th tier spell [Karma]? Maybe there are exceptions to humans after all… If this knighty survives this, I may find her worthy for interrogation~' The Judge stepped forward and swung his hammer towards the Valkyrie.
The Pegasus started backing before the hammer even picked up speed. 'Hmph, keep underestimating us.' Joann scowled. Just as the hammer passed through the empty air, the Pegasus made a sharp dive towards the ground.
[Feather Companion], Joann briefly made Hyperion weigh as much as a feather.
The instant its hoofs touched the ground, the winged horse launched itself towards the lower part of the blue giant like a bullet. 'There is no way he can intercept my strike now!' Joann readied Humility.
Much to her surprise, The Judge completely forgo using the hammer and threw an off-balance kick towards the Pegasus. Joann managed to avoid the kick in the nick of time and retreated.
'Ha, this one is definitely worth an interrogation. But it is going to be hard to capture her alive in this form…' Edward looked blankly towards Joann who was now trying to flank the giant. Edward playfully swung a couple more times before he remembered the actual reason why he came to these ugly lands.
'To concentrate is indeed a challenging matter when you are dealing with a bug infestation and a hornet buzzing next to your ear. Guess it can't be helped, I can't use snares in this form and this girly is dodging regular swings like a pro. I should play my cards so we "may" meet in the future huhuhu…'
"Do you want to know who I am?" Edward followed the knight circling around him with his eyes. He saw the Valkyrie's curiosity as Edward caught her eyes under the visor.
"I am Edward Milford, pleased to make your acquaintance young lady~." Edward felt his inner sadism flare up as his piercing nasal voice reached to the knight's ears. "Why don't you be a doll and survive? Also keep any new friends you make close if you will." Joann squinted her eyes to the words of the demon.
'See you later darling.' The judge faced Joann and opened its mouth. The mouth opened well beyond the structural capabilities of a jaw.
[Judgement], a beam of pure magical energy bursted from The Judge's mouth.
Joann looked at the open mouth with concern 'I can't dodge, this is one of the skills called "Point and Click". I can't afford to be taken alive, or to die here and leave the Kingdom significantly weakened. Sorry Helkel…' She put her last resort plan to action.
The beam of pure energy smashed into the duo and went straight through. Edward watched with a disappointed look as the remaining parts of his opponent disintegrated into thin air. Edward made a "tsk" as only crackling air and dust remained. 'I need to hurry, wouldn't want the remaining flies to flock on the duo I am searching for.'
…..
'This should be the prisoner Lady Joann was talking about, despite the fact that he isn't really a prisoner anymore…'
He and the rest of the knights had seen how the man in the ragged robes made short work of the savage orcs. "A capable sorcerer it is then." Helkel muttered.
The knights landed around the confused man. Helkel immediately spoke up to calm the man down.
"Fear not, we have no intention to harm you sorcerer. We were ordered to take you with us and retreat from the camp until the Lady rendezvous with us." Without giving the man anytime to respond, one of the knights just grabbed the poor man and put him on his steed like a sack of potatoes.
'Wait, what? How did I not notice a flock of Pegasus knights, THE Pegasus knights! These are definitely the Lloyd Knights of the Lloyd Castle! And what is with this timing, I was so close to going back and searching for Grendell. Furthermore, this is fluking emberassing!' He wanted to say something but his chest pushed hard against the saddle as the beast took flight. All air in his lungs left his body before he can utter a word.
For the rest of the retreat, Berethur was just going in and out of consciousness. Although one may think flying on a Pegasus is like gliding peacefully through the air, that was certainly not the case. The air raced around the rider and threatened to push him off with each flap of the Pegasus's powerful wings. Moreover, while the Pegasus dove low or rose high into the air, considerable amounts of g force was applied to the rider, and the poor passenger in this case. Riding such a powerful beast needed considerable practice for regular humans and a powerful physique; sadly, Berethur had neither.
The group slowed down when Helkel broke formation and bulleted forward towards the direction of The Wall. Or was it Helkel?
"Lady Joann?! What happened to Helkel?"
"When did Lady Joann caught up with us?"
"Helkel was Lady Joann all along!"
Different exclamations came forth from the riders. In the end, the whole group picked up pace to catch up with their leader, leaving everything else behind.
…
It had been a while since Gallahad had commenced in an engagement versus the most difficult opponents he had met in his entire life. Every single muscle in Gallahad's body was putting their all to his every move.
Gallahad side stepped the charge of the large demon and smashed his axe into the clothed face. The axe promptly dropped every single tooth on the demon's upper jaw into his mouth but could not cut through the enchanted cloth. While the big fat one was stunned Gallahad turned at lightning speed to deflect a hurricane of scythe swings. He caught the scythe with the curve of his axe mid swing and pulled the demon off balance. He followed with a side kick which sent the demon flying through the air while utilizing the twist of his body to smash his axe onto the head of the fat demon.
The downward smash lodged the axe along with the cloth into the skull of the fat demon and the legs of the demon gave away.
"Raaargh!" The scythe-wielding demon closed the distance between the two in a split second and swung down his scythe.
Gallahad threw himself into the radius of the swing and managed to only got hit by the wooden midsection. He then proceeded to grab the scythe and pull the demon to himself. His brute force and iron grip did not allow the screeching demon to run away. After he took the dust off the demons face-wrap with his knuckles using violent punches, Gallahad smashed its face into the other head of his axe. Now the demons were looking like two priests praying as both sides of the axe were bitten into both of the demons' heads.
Gallahad was exhausted and bleeding, but still gave his all into his victorious roar. After all, he had beaten the doom incarnate. Creatures of sadism and cruelty that did not adhere to any code. Gallahad, the war-chief, the most savage of the savage orcs had shown the mettle of his kind and of himself. He smiled wildly as he looked into his art, his chest rapidly rising and falling.
Then the darkness of the night got a little darker. His smile froze on his lips, which would have twisted into a bitter frown if it weren't frozen in place. 'I was mistaken, I Gallahad, have lost.' He turned around to gaze upon the blue giant looking down on him.
….
"…and we should not allow citizenship to be given to anyone other than the people of Roble. Not dwarves, not elves, not halflings nor gnomes, demihumans and definitely not heteromorphs. The people, humans belong to the Roble Holy Kingdom, I will make Roble great again!"
Some of the elites were actually not human whom had concerned looks in their faces. They had just been excommunicated but did not know what they were supposed to do now.
"Trade is not sufficient as it is, solely being an internal affair. We will expand, and reclaim our rightful territories in order to establish connection with other nations. The sanctity and purity of our nation will then be the guideline and standard for every great nation across the world!"
'We will openly antagonize the beastmen? That would unite the warring clans…'
'Dictating a new life style for the people of Roble is a tremendous affair by itself, will we actively try to assimilate the inner-affairs of other countries? Roble is a peaceful and passive nation of farmers and craftsmen; how will it work, what does this mean for Roble?'
More of the elites were confused and concerned of the additional tasks that were put on the shoulders of themselves and the people.
"Permanent enlistment will be conducted to create a permanently active military force. The industry and manufacturing within the country will be centralized and restructured in order to meet the demand for weapons, transportation and infrastructure."
'An open war effort!' All the elites were heated up, angry, joyful, confused, scared, zealous.
"You have lived for hundreds of years under the security of my creations, throughout this time you have worshipped your rightful god but has not taken any action to spread my efforts! People of Roble, repay your debts and seize your future!"
'It is worse than I have thought. No one can stand against him and he is right… This kingdom owes its existence to him.' King Adlai was going between despair and acceptance. Throughout his lengthy speech, The God-Emperor had talked about many topics but never touched the subject of administration or his current rule over the kingdom. It was like he had never been the king and Thull had never left. 'I can't even gather the heart to open my mouth… Even if I speak, what will I say? He hasn't said anything about methodology or actual planning, just talked about long term goals and how sorry the current state of the Kingdom is…Obviously Thull doesn't deem any of us worthy of the inner machinations of his plans…' He wondered what could possibly make his night worse.
'Ah, an undeniable offer. Sometimes, if you cannot stop something from happening, you should try your best to enjoy it; my dear king. Ripples, no, massive waves are forming; centering this very room. We will stand against everything that the Sorcerous Kingdom stands for, an antithesis. I don't need everyone in this room to be loyal to the effort, Ainz-sama wants to take over the world and the stars peacefully and that is what I will oppose, for only him can put a plan, a standard so high that all beings can only wish to comprehend. Eventually, a duality strong enough will be formed from which a new way of life can arise.'
Demiurge guided the doppelganger through the nitty gritty via [Massage].
'I have to let Joann know! Only she can make sense of this, that woman who has worked tirelessly to preserve the way of life of the people. How can the creator and the creation be so different? But before that, I want to know Joann's opinion on this "new" Thull, and that silent devious demon.'
Matella Mundi left the room at the earliest convenience to [Message] the Valkyrie Knight.
