(Edit 2/13/18)
Holy sht I almost thought that I lost this chapter
Thank gawd I had backups!
Alcatraz and Khorne were battling each other in the Amphitheater - causing strong shock waves for like every time they clash - they had to strip all of their DCI and change them to LCI - RCI, Alcatraz had to deactivate some of his passives, both of them were in a even match. It looked like they were trying to kill each other, but in truth it is just a 'friendly' spar for them. It is normal for the 2/two to fight, since back in YGGDRASIL whenever they both meet each other, they would either help or dual to the death.
(Divine Class Item to DCI for short since i prefer to save the word space)
Though the place is 'small' for them - even it can hold an army - the ground was kinda ruined from their fight.
Alcatraz is wearing his original equipment against Khorne or any other players, Khorne's equipment is slightly gotten better. His set was enchanted few times and can withstand huge amounts of blows from Alcatraz's [Death Sickle], which is quite a achievement for him since he managed to annoy his friend to get his equipment enchanted.
They stand their ground with blood dripping from their armor, which is quite ruined but they can repair it. (actually Alcatraz might repair it cause he got a Blacksmith job class) They're pointing their weapons at each other, with blood stained on it. It seems its a tie, even though blood is still leaking and making puddles of it, which seems to be a tie.
A moment later the 2/two of them collapsed to their knees in unison.
"Damn it, for once cant one of us win?" Khorne said as he falls down, lying down on the ground.
Alcatraz chuckled. "Nope. But we both know for sure that I will win against you when I have my [Death Sickle]." As he did the same.
"Yeah yeah." Khorne rolled his eyes. "Now heal us up, I dont want to lay down on the ground any longer. My armor makes it uncomfortable."
"You do realize that you could just activate back your passives right?"
"...Oh right, forgot bout that." About few seconds later, Khorne and Alcatraz got up with their wounds completely healed. Alcatraz then used his magic to removed the stains of their armor.
"Damn, quite a exercise." As he placed his equipment back into his void inventory.
""Exercise"? B**ch please, we're just killing time." They both laughed softly.
"Oh yeah, I just remembered." As he equip his casual clothing.
"?"
"You said you are proposing that Nazarick will be a independent nation? Why do you want that?"
"To make ourselves known of course. I mean hiding in the dark and executing our plans in the shadows, I have grown tired of it." He equipped his casual clothing.
"You mean no one has even known about us and Nazarick, and you want to make it known globally?"
"Yep." As he placed his mask on.
"And who's going to fix this mess we made?" They looked around and saw half of the arena grounds was stained with blood. "We cant leave it like this... Can we?" Khorne asked.
"Ill do it. {Cleanse}" All the blood which are stained on the ground were turning into smoke and vanished into thin air.
"Since when the hell did you learn that spell?" Khorne said and Alcatraz just shrugged his shoulders.
"Anyway, lets go to Ainz. He did say about the meeting." Alcatraz and Khorne used their rings and teleported to the 10th Floor.
...
As they arrived on Ainz's quarters, which they teleported outside the room, Alcatraz then placed his hand on the knob and turned it.
"Ah, Alcatraz-san. Has your 'exercise' with Khorne have any problems?" He was at his desk, checking reports. Quite unexpected since they are here in this world, no jobs and almost nothing to do but explore, and here we have the Guildmaster doing his paperwork like his job from the 'Old World' as they call it.
"Same as usual mi'lord." He chuckled. "Old habits die hard as they say." Khorne sat down at the left sofa and Alcatraz to the right.
Ainz hummed. "About that proposal you made before, Alcatraz-san." Alcatraz's face tensed a little. "...You sure it would work?"
"...Not a huge chance it will be perfect. But we cant be sure unless we tried."
"And it would be quite boring if we did the fastest route anyway." Khorne said. "We could just destroy anything in our path, but if the 8 greed kings which were written in the history of this world and possible players before, then we need to change our plans a little." As much as they like to joke around, situations like this is serious when planning to explore the whole world - possibly the continent first.
Khorne was informed, a few days ago, about the current and past situation. The history, culture, and some knowledge about the NW was informed to Khorne, who was given limited information before because Alcatraz doesn't want him to go around and kill everybody, of course Khorne was cautious now that he knew WCI exists in the NW.
"Aye. Information is quite important, we still need to be cautious when were about to go on global stage." Alcatraz added.
"Death to the enemy!" Khorne used his Khorne Berserker lip bug.
"Not now man." Alcatraz lazy eyed on Khorne, then settled his eyes back on Ainz. "Anyways, were gonna sent something or someone to scout the ones not placed on the map?"
Ainz placed his hand on his chin. "Maybe... But given the risks of other dangerous things out there, we could do it. But the given risks is quite high without knowing the possibilities of danger."
"Well if you're planning on sending a scout there, I may have made something up for the task." Ainz and Khorne looked at Alcatraz with great curiosity.
"What do you mean 'something'?" Khorne wondered.
Alcatraz grinned. "I may have made something to scout the foreign lands, its not finished but it will do."
"Lets see it then." As Khorne leaned forward and Ainz also watching, with Alcatraz pulled out a skull from his void inventory.
"Is... Is that-?" Khorne slightly widen his eyes upon the object he is seeing. "By the Emperor." He mumbled quietly.
Alcatraz chuckled from his friend's reaction to his creation. "Aye it is, I did my best to make it look like one but since electronics didnt exist in this world, yet." He placed the skull on the table, making them to examine it.
"What is it?" Ainz looked at it, its a skull with mechanical wits into it, a red bloodline marks around it, metal tentacles, and a black colored symbol of 'Ainz Ooal Gown' on top of the skull.
"Its a servo skull, from a game from the 21st century, called Warhammer 40k. This is basically a small drone."
"Which could also scare people as well." Khorne added.
Alcatraz chuckled at his friend's joke and continued to explain. "I only placed {Invisibility}, {Detect Magic}, {Scan}, and {Self Flight}. I could add some defensive enchantments into it but I prefer to make it for scouting."
"Cant you place attack enchantments on this thing?" As Khorne carefully touched the skull. "I mean to protect itself from harm?"
Alcatraz narrowed his eyes on Khorne comically. "Like I said before, its only used for scouting." He then picked up the skull and placed it into his inventory, he will later finish it in the future.
"I also planned to make a few and placed them around the perimeter of Nazarick, since its heavily covered with tall and dense trees, were going to need some extra eyes to also make the perimeter to check anyone who passed through the patrols."
On the surface of Nazarick, there were traps placed and a squads of skeletons patrolling the area within the forest. They were covered with ghillie suits to blend in with the background, and also making them quite hard to spot.
Alcatraz also placed hidden pillboxes, which are filled with skeleton archers, which they look like a mound of dirt. There are currently around 40 pillbox and each pillbox will contain 4-5 skeleton archers with bows magically enchanted with tranquilizing and paralyzing shots, reason why is because its to get information to those who went into the forest. But of course they were ordered to capture, not to kill unless necessary.
About few days ago, a group of bandits were making a camp in the forest, they were captured and interrogated. The information they gathered were quite useless, but their equipment were magic items and were researched, some of them were converted into coins from the [Exchange Box].
Ainz hummed. "It doesnt sound like a bad idea, we could add cameras for our defense, but your 'servo skulls' may need huge amounts of resources."
Alcatraz shook his head. "Nay, milord. The servo skull I made requires less resources so we dont have to worry of that, I havent tested it yet but its progressing."
Ainz nodded his head. "I see... And what about the girl you spared? You're not going to make her join Nazarick are you?"
"No." He immediately said. "She will live with a peaceful life, she deserves a 2nd/second chance."
Ainz nodded. "You have any ideas to give out?" He asked them both.
"...None at the moment, but when we are a 'nation', Ill give out my plans and ideas."
"Same here, Ainz." Khorne said.
"Alright, no one is going to object about this then?" Ainz looked at Alcatraz, then to Khorne.
"...None." His tone gotten deep as Ainz talks about the plan which involves the Baharuth Empire, Alcatraz deeply hated to those who use slavery. He could destroy the Baharuth Empire, but the 3/three of them agreed to take the long term of ruling the world instead of the short term - basically kill anyone who gets in their way and conquer everything - but they arent gonna do that since their goal is to find their comrades if they are here, and it would be boring if they just do it quick.
"None here, sir." Khorne said with seriousness.
Ainz waiting for a moment then sighed, even though he doesnt have any lungs. (YOHOHOHOHOHO SKULL JOKE!) "Just making sure, because once we do this we cant turn back from this moment."
"We already made this agreement, mi'lord. No regrets." Khorne nodded when Alcatraz spoke the last part.
Ainz had already sent Aura and Mare, yesterday, to the Baharuth Empire as planned. He also specifically said to them not to mention Alcatraz or Khorne, since it would be quite strange for them to have 3/three rulers of Nazarick, which is technically true since Ainz is the Guildmaster and Alcatraz is a member of the guild not a ruler. (and Khorne... he's just a new recent member to the guild obviously the Guardians and the denizens of Nazarick are still suspicious of him) The Blood Emperor - Khorne spatted at this for him having this kind of title - said he will be arriving within 5 or less days into Nazarick's territory.
"Thank you... Both of you."
Khorne and Alcatraz smiled. "It isnt your only decision to make, milord. You're not alone on this."
...
On the next day.
Alcatraz went out to Carne Village, while invisible, wearing his 'Adventurer' attire. He was flying - {Wings of the Damned} - at a good distance and scanning the village using his sniper to get a better view - he also turned on the safety so he wont accidentally fire. (The scope)
He managed to get out of Nazarick quite well, since they would be quite worried about the Supreme Beings and they are the last 2 - not including Khorne - But Khorne, his friend, decided to cover for him that he is at his armory making ideas and inventions and he wished not to be disturbed. They all bought it quite seemingly well.
As he scanned the village, he saw goblins and villagers co-existing together and they dont seem to mind it, he then later saw Enri and Nfirea walking and talking together.
As he scanned for a little while, he saw Arche - in normal clothing - carrying a basket which he cant identify what is in there, but he saw her face and she seems to be smiling. He then looked around Arche and saw her sisters playing around with the other kids, he smiled behind his mask.
'Looks like she is enjoying this new kind of life.' She and her sisters arrived about a day later when she read the note that Alcatraz left, which of course she doesn't know who was the one who placed the note there. At first they were quite a bit uncomfortable with the goblins living with them, but they got sort of adjusted the situation and atmosphere with them later on.
He could resurrect them and remove the memories of team 'Foresight', but he chose not to. It was a selfish action from Alcatraz and he doesn't want to control their lives.
He then receive a pop notification, it was Khorne. [Yo dude]
[Yo, what is it you want?] As Alcatraz lowed his sniper rifle.
[Just a question, hopefully this wont bother you this much]
[? What?]
[Welllllllllllll... Could you make me a storm bolter?]
[...]
[...Dude you there?]
[You have lighting claws, a power axe, the Red Butchers Armor from the Horus-Heresy era, and you want a storm bolter? You could make your own!]
[Yeah, well I could make it but the problem is that Im not an ENCHANTER and - 100%/percent sure - that it really needs a magical enchantment and since the data crystals are quite limited and we are not sure how to gain/acquire more of them, then my last option is the ask from you!]
Alcatraz sighed. [Fine. But why do you need a projectile weapon? You said before you like going up close and personal]
[Yeah, that was back in the old world times or YGGDRASIL, back in our damn world! Times have changed man! And since it would be probably tiring to swing the damn sword, even though I have huge amounts of stamina according to the lore of the Fallen Humans, I would maybe need a range weapon and to fit my 'Abbadon' alias the Storm Bolter would be perfect for it] Alcatraz thought for a bit and his friend did make a good logical point there, gotta admit.
[Huh good point there] 'NOT!'
[Now, can you come back to Nazarick and make me a storm bolter?]
[Later, quite busy at the moment. Just go watch videos I recorded]
[Already finished the Sovietwomble videos, even though they are quite funny, it is quite tiring to watch the same thing all over again like in a day or 2/two!]
[Theres another video files I placed in the damn thing!]
[Wait theres another? Didnt know that]
Alcatraz facepalmed. [Just fucking search for it, and Ill make the damn bolter soon, few days tops, cant be sure since im quite busy but soon]
[Fine... Dont you dare forget of it!]
[Yeah yeah, I wont] He disconnected before Khorne could shout nonsense of the WH40k chaotic quotes.
"Dont worry, Ill forget the damn thing." He said to himself sarcastically before laughing lightly.
He then looked around at the scenery with forests and plains, it is quite beautiful from up on the skies.
'...Quite a beautiful world, but yet again there is always the dark side of a beautiful world.' He stayed up there for like about few minutes, (Hours actually) which makes his mind calm as he looks the scenery, no matter how many times he witness this in the NW, he will always take this to his memories.
'Heh, if Blue Planet sees this he would really love it... Great now I actually want to see his reaction when he sees this place, but too bad.' He shook his head and went back to Nazarick to make his friend (which is annoying but admittedly a useful guy when situation come around) and make him a Storm Bolter for his alias.
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As the fifth day came, Alcatraz was at his room using his MRV (Again its [Mirror of Remote Viewing] for those who dont get it) upon the Katze Plains.
After scanning around the plains, he then saw some kind of a heavily armored escort, heading towards Nazarick - to them. Alcatraz then messaged to Ainz.
[Mi'lord, it seems they have arrived]
[I know, im watching them heading here using the mirror]
[Ah, so the all-great-wise-king has predicted the future events of whats going to happen today? As expected of Ainz-sama] He said with joking tone.
[S-Stop it. You're acting like the Guardians again!]
Alcatraz laughed. [Alright, since this is quite serious. All seriousness comes now]
Ainz sighed deeply. [Just head to the throne room, were gonna have to get ready when they come in]
[Yes, mi'lord] He disconnected.
"The show will be starting in about few hours dude, so try to prepare as much as you can."
"Yea yea, you're not my mom!" As he is lazily laying down on the couch. "Since you said they will arrive in about few hours, Ill prepare my stuff in about an hour later so chill!"
Alcatraz rolled his eyes. "Just dont forget it."
"I wont." As he continued to watch videos of Vanossgaming.
"Just reminding you dipshit." He shrugged and went on to his MRV and continued to examined the escort forces of the Blood Emperor.
After about an hour later, Khorne is still resting on the damn couch, Alcatraz then received a {Message} from Ainz.
[Alcatraz-san, you prepared?]
[Aye, except for Khorne here, but were good to go]
[Alrigh- Wait Khorne isnt prepared?]
[Nah he is already prepared, mi'lord. Its just that he is using the free time to watch videos - which i downloaded into my [Video Player] so that I dont have to remove my VR and watch it in the computer - and do stuff, but were prepared just tell when to arrive there]
[Uh. Actually the reason why I {Message} you is to come over the throne room, everything is almost prepared, and all it needs is just you 2/two. And the Blood Emperor is heading here right now]
[Oh. Alright then, Im telling him now] He disconnected.
"KHORNE!" Khorne immediately jumped up from surprise.
"WHAT!?" He shouted back.
"They have arrived and we need to go to the 10th Floor." He equipped his Fallen Knight armor (color black and red trims (Dark Souls 3 armor)) and his helmet covered by his ragged hood and faded red and purple mix colored glow behind the slits of his enclosed helmet.
"You mean the throne room." Khorne deadpanned.
"Yeah, just get equip your f**king armor! We need to go! They are almost done setting things up."
"Oh sht." He then quickly equipped his armor (The armor from Warhammer 40k game called "Mark of Chaos", Chaos warrior armor) and summoned his [Flesh Eater].
...
As they are 'finished' equipping their things/armor/sets/equipment/etc, they then used their rings and teleported to the 10th Floor where Ainz is waiting. As they arrived, they appeared at the front of the throne, with the Guardians were orderly set in place at each sides of the throne - where Ainz is currently sitting - and kneeled to their arrival.
'Agh this is damn annoying. Now I know how Ainz felt like this.' He waved them off.
"Good, you're here. They are about to arrive in about few minutes or so, and try not to scare them too much the 2/two of you." He calmly said.
Alcatraz side glanced to Khorne, who is standing tall and emitting an serious atmosphere around him, he knows when to joke around and when not to. Alcatraz then turned back to Ainz. "We wont, mi'lord." He bowed his head, also making Ainz to rolled his inward eyes due to his friend adding dramatic moments such as this.
Alcatraz and Khorne then went on each side of the throne room. Alcatraz is at his right while Khorne is at his left, almost making them look like 2/two heavily armored bodyguards beside at their King.
Khorne while holding his (using his left hand) battle axe in a horizontal position, he placed his right hand behind his waistline, making look like he is a honor guard.
Alcatraz holding his [Infinity Blade] using both his hands on the handle and the tip of the sword on the floor.
Both of them are standing beside the throne but a few steps forward, so not exactly beside but it counts.
After few minutes later of complete f**king silence, the - huge ass - double doors opened, not quite fully opened but wide enough for them to enter. Alcatraz and Khorne were thinking the same thing as they saw their faces; 'they scared shitless' with both of them smiling widely behind their helmet when they saw the soldiers' face.
Behind the Blood Emperor were Baziwood and ten specially-selected royal guards, Fluder and four of his acolytes, Loune, his secretary, and the priests from the knight orders. And how they know this? Tyrael, Alcatraz's recently added 'loyal servant' has the memories of some Kingdoms and their high ranking members and other VIP as well, which he told him to Alcatraz openly. And Ainz told him about Fluder like few weeks ago.
And to Alcatraz's reaction? He doesnt completely trust a man who just betrayed his people almost by instantly.
[You know the drill, no jokes] Ainz individually use {Message} to the both of them.
[Affirmative]
[Aye, dont you worry, mi'lord]
They both responded when they received the message from Ainz.
The Blood Emperor then raised his voice a little bit to his men behind him: "Let's go!" Jircniv's stern command was directed at his subordinates, they saw his followers looking at him expectantly.
He firmly shunted aside the innumerable glares directed at him and moved forward, keeping his eyes fixed on the person that lay before him - Ainz Ooal Gown. His instincts were telling him that if he averted his gaze for a moment, he would no longer be able to move.
'Brave man.' Alcatraz gave small credit to him for being able to ignore all the stares from the denizens of Nazarick, he also noticed his eyes are fixed on Ainz.
At last, as he reached the base of the steps, in front of Ainz' 2/two heavily armored 'guards'. (Khorne and Alcatraz)
"Ainz-sama, this is the ruler of the Baharuth Empire, Emperor Jircniv Rune Farlord El-Nix, for your viewing pleasure." The sweet voice came from the winged woman standing beside the throne. Her dulcet tones matched her radiant looks.
'Long ass name!' Alcatraz and Khorne shouted mentally in unison.
In response, the being that was a veritable god of death spoke to Jircniv.
"I am glad you have come, Emperor of the Baharuth Empire. I am the master of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Ainz Ooal Gown." In response, the being that was a veritable god of death spoke to Jircniv.
"I humbly thank you for your most generous welcome, Ainz Ooal Gown-dono." He bowed his head slightly.
But the one who spoke first was neither Jircniv, nor Ainz.
"Ainz-sama. It is disrespectful for inferior beings such as humans to address yourself as an equal." a man's voice said. "{Kneel}."
His subordinates knelt as soon as Demiurge (in his Imp Form) spoke the word. Countless gazes affixed themselves on Jircniv, the only one to remain standing. They were cold, clinical stares, as though Jircniv were nothing more than a guinea pig.
'Must be the necklace he is wearing.' Alcatraz thought as he is actually the only one standing, and no doubt protected by a magical item which he is sure: the necklace.
"Thats enough, Demiurge." Alcatraz said, with commanding tone, as he slightly turned his head to him.
"Understood!" He respectfully bowed to him. "{Releasing control}." Jircniv could almost see the pressure around them disappear, and he could hear sighs of relief from behind him.
The armored 'guard' to his left (Alcatraz) said. "You may speak, mi'lord." He bowed slightly. Ainz then nodded in return.
"…Jircniv Rune Farlord El-Nix, my subordinate has done something rude to a noble guest who has come from far away to visit my domain. The sins of the vassal are those of the liege, and as such I beg your forgiveness. I hope this is a matter which can be resolved with a bowing of the head." Commotion and activity rose from the two files of monsters behind them.
Countless feelings danced up in Jircniv's heart.
He was cautious, because he realized that Ainz was not the type who handled matters solely with brute force. Clearly, he was a cunning person, and had to be watched carefully.
Sure, he was relieved, because Ainz was not the type who handled matters solely with brute force. At least, he did not seem like someone who would wipe Jircniv out without bothering with negotiations.
Most importantly, he was afraid. He knew without a doubt that Ainz had the complete loyalty of all the monsters present here. At the same time, Jircniv had the sickening realization that everything that had happened so far had occurred in accordance to Ainz Ooal Gown's wishes. It was the ominous feeling that everything had taken place just as Ainz had planned.
"There is no need to apologize for that, Gown-dono. It is not uncommon for subordinates to act as they please from time to time. Citizens from our Empire have done the same themselves. That, I must apologize for."
One of the royal guards who had been released from the domination began moving, and placed an urn beside Jircniv in a worried, panicky manner. Jircniv should have immediately taken it up, but he was delayed by his thoughts.
'Were the actions of Gown's minion intended to make me say what I just did? And this 'guard'... does it seem to have a higher rank than that frog-man!? No, focus Jircniv! If that's the case, should I go off-script? No, that's not an option. This is like a staged fight with real blades. A single misstep will result in severe injuries… that would be very bad.'
"This is the head of the foolish noble who took action on his own to intrude upon your tomb… although I do not know if 'tomb' is the right word to use. Please accept it." The urn contained Earl Femel's head. He was the noble who had been induced by Jircniv to recruit and dispatch the workers.
The red guard with a enclosed-horned helmet (Khorne) grabbed the urn carefully, turned to Ainz, bowed slightly - as Khorne is good at roleplaying as well. Ainz lifted the head up.
"I will accept it. But what shall I do with it now? It would be a waste to simply throw it away." Suddenly, the severed head of Earl Femel twitched in the skeletal hand that held it.
At a glance, one might think that Ainz was the one moving it, but a closer look would reveal the truth. The head was covered by some sort of liquid, and Ainz released it from his hand.
Just as it was obscured by the sudden change in position, a fountain of sticky black liquid erupted from the ground.
After the black fluid finished dripping, what was left was an enormous suit of black plate armor.
It was a Death Knight.
[Oi oi oi, you could have handed it to me. I was about to keep it for my collection on the skull throne!] Khorne messaged to Ainz.
[Well Khorne-san, we could just get more some other time, just not now]
Khorne groaned mentally. [Fine]
As one, everyone behind Jircniv inhaled sharply in surprise.
Ainz then commanded it. "Go. Get in line." With a deep groan that seemed to come from somewhere far beneath the earth, the Death Knight obediently descended the stairs and vanished from Jircniv's field of vision.
'How many more of these Death Knights can Ainz Ooal Gown still make? Don't tell me… an unlimited number, as long as he has corpses? But, if he could do that - wait, before that, can he make even more powerful undead? That would mean…'
"Then, Jircniv Rune Farlord El-Nix-dono." Ainz' quiet voice let Jircniv find himself again, and he smiled easily to Ainz.
"Ah, Gown-dono, Jircniv will do. After all, it is a long name."
"Is it now? Well then, Jircniv-dono. To begin with, allow me to apologize for that unsightly behavior just now. Given that my ill-mannered vassal was rude towards you and those under your command, I will consider the matter of that noble's invasion of Nazarick settled. Then, that is all. Although I have made you come a long way, you are now free to leave."
"Hah?" Nobody, except for Alcatraz and Khorne since they were told about the 'plan', could understand/comprehend on what was going on.
"Ah, forgive me. I fear I may have misheard your words. Could you speak them to me once more?"
"There is no need for you to apologize. It will be fine if you return home. After all, we will be getting very busy over here shortly."
Ainz shrugged, like he had been kidding. Alcatraz and Khorne easily remained from their composure.
Jircniv had absolutely no idea on what was going on any longer.
Could it be that the apology was just a pretext to get him to come here in order to fulfill some other objective? That clearly seemed to be the case, but the circumstances seemed far too strange to be explained away like this.
Something wasn't adding up here.
'Wait a minute? What did he just say?'
"Forgive me, but what did you mean by 'getting very busy'?"
"-Thanks to this incident, we now know that we will be drawn into troublesome matters even if we try to remain uninvolved. That being the case, I was thinking that we should move to the surface and begin taking care of those matters ourselves."
"That-that would mean…"
"First, we will have those fools who tried to harm us pay an appropriate price. After that, we will crush all the troublesome people we encounter until the peace I so cherish is restored."
'Huh, not bad Ainz-san.' Alcatraz mentally complimented. He glanced to Jircniv, who is in deep thought on what to say. 'Is he at the loss of words?' Alcatraz tilted his head slightly.
Jircniv racked his brains like he had never done before in his life. By right, he should have brought this question back and consulted with dozens of sages over what the proper course of action should be. But by then, it would be too late.
With a smile that cut through everything, Jircniv spoke.
"I have a proposal. How about forming an alliance?" Now that caught the undivided attention to Ainz, slightly to Alcatraz and Khorne.
"Are you confusing us with your lackeys- uwah!"
There was a clear, bell-like voice, followed by the sound of something moving swiftly. The silver-haired girl frowned, while Aura, standing beside her, pretended to act dumb.
Although Jircniv's dynamic vision was not good enough to see what had happened, it looked like the dark elf had just kicked the silver-haired girl in the leg.
"…Oi, you-"
"You're making too much noise. Quiet down." Ainz majestically waved his left hand to motion for silence.
'Nice play there dude.' Khorne mentally complimented on Ainz' acting skills and Alcatraz just silently sighing from Shalltear's half-spoken comment.
The two girls' voices overlapped, expressing their regret for their foolishness. Jircniv could not sense a hint of the arrogance that Aura had given off while in the capital. Right after that, he glanced at Ainz Ooal Gown, hoping that he had his subordinates fully under control. Then he screwed up his courage and prepared to speak.
This was the main event.
Jircniv picked the finest plan he could think of from the numberless plots and stratagems he had come up with until this day.
"To build a nation here and to rule it - I think that is a great idea. It is a position that best fits Gown-dono. Our nation will gladly supply all the aid and resources you need to found this nation. How about that?"
Ainz' fleshless face did not move. However, Jircniv sensed that the bright points of red light in Ainz' eye sockets were glowing slightly brighter. The 'guard' (Alcatraz) turned to his left (Ainz) as if he is waiting on what he is about to say.
"…Jircniv-dono, I do not believe that plan holds any merits for you." That was only natural, which was why he could confidently predict Ainz would ask that question. Mustering up all his acting expertise, Jircniv made his reply.
"I wish to forge good relations with the country that your esteemed person will eventually establish. This is also a consideration for the future."
"I see. Then, let it be so. I will leave the details to you." Jircniv was left speechless at the speed with which Ainz had agreed to the proposal. He had not expected that at all. He could not even muster up the will to say anything else.
'Heh, he got you there.' Alcatraz mentally laughed lightly.
'Why didn't he ask me to swear loyalty to him? As an overwhelmingly superior individual in an infinitely advantageous position, why would he even accept an offer of alliance?' He had prepared dozens of answers for when Ainz demanded fealty from him. But Ainz' answer had exceeded the scope of Jircniv's predictions.
What was he up to?
Jircniv could not understand Ainz' thinking at all.
When battling a stronger opponent, a weaker man would consider how to turn his opponent's strength against himself and trip him up. This was how one exploited the arrogance of the strong. But if the stronger opponent was not an arrogant being, then that tactic was unusable. The weaker man's only way of fighting would have no effect.
Ainz must have been thinking that way. He would never act in an arrogant way that let others exploit him.
No…
'It's possible that everything up till now has been going according to Ainz' plans. After all, the delay in his replies was far too short. Did that mean he already predicted all my possible choices and prepared the appropriate responses?'
Jircniv was keenly aware that the terror that accompanied Ainz Ooal Gown did not stem merely from his matchless might, but also from his unfathomable intellect.
"Is-is that so. Then, that is wonderful. Could-could you tell us if there is anything we can do for you?"
"I cannot think of anything right now. For now, how about setting up places where we could send each other's ambassadors to visit? Like embassies, perhaps. I would like to have a means of contacting you, honored Emperor."
"Ah, yes, indeed. How foolish of me for not having thought of that. As expected of Gown-dono."
'Great now he is like the Guardians!' Ainz shouted mentally, he wanted to run and hide into a deepest hole but he cannot do so, he is the ruler and he has to show them that he is worthy for being a leader... And a Guildmaster.
"…Ah."
After hearing that half-hearted response, Jircniv made a mental note of that data point.
"Then, I shall return first. I will leave my secretary here. Could you discuss the details with him? His name is Loune Vermillion." (In Volume 9 chap 1, he's name is actually Loune Vermillion not Roune Varmilinen but who cares)
"Understood! On behalf of the Empire I shall devote my body and soul to you!"
Although Jircniv could not see Roune's face, he could hear a strong conviction in his voice. In truth, the decisions made here would decide the Empire's future. If he did not have to rush back to the Empire immediately to form the appropriate committees and carry out the necessary planning in order to accommodate Ainz Ooal Gown, Jircniv would have preferred to stay here himself.
Alcatraz shook his head mentally, from the Blood Emperor's statement, with dissatisfaction.
"An excellent answer. I can feel your loyalty to your Emperor in every word. Then, we will send out Demiurge. Since he was disrespectful to you earlier, consider it an apology for his prior rudeness." The frog-like monster bowed silently from the corner of Jircniv's eye, and he sensed that he was about to lose a valuable subordinate. He struggled to control himself so he would not direct a hateful glance at Ainz by accident.
'He checkmated me right from the start!' Jircniv shouted inwardly.
'Ohoho! Not bad Ainz-san, your getting good at this.' Alcatraz smiled from the sudden response of Ainz.
The frog monster, Demiurge ,could control minds with his words. There was no doubt that he would use them to brainwash Loune and have him reveal everything he knew about the Empire.
'These are not the actions an ally would take. Still, the fact that he would be so overt about this is proof of his insidious nature. Demiurge… he must be planning to send this stupid-looking monster to do such intelligence-intensive work so he can blame any problems on the actions of his subordinate. Ainz Ooal Gown, how many more tricks do you have up your sleeve? Damn you!' Although he was cursing and swearing at Ainz in his heart, Jircniv had to acknowledge his skills.
Khorne laughing inside his mind from that good response that Ainz said. He also admired from his high intellect and skills, but he knew its his race that made him smart.
Just as Jircniv was about to say something, Ainz spoke before him.
"Demiurge is one of my most trusted followers. I am sure there will be no further problems if he and Loune discuss matters."
"That would be wonderful."
Jircniv forced himself to smile. The 3/three players noticed that he smiled forcefully, Alcatraz is quite satisfied from his reaction even if he doesn't show it.
However, as Jircniv heard Ainz' next words, he realized how naïve he had been.
"Now then, the situation is different. Now, Jircniv-dono is an ally of Nazarick. To send you home in such haste seems rude. Since you are here, why not spend the night? Think of it as a welcome."
'So it's not just Roune, he wants to get everyone here as well?!' The Blood Emperor shouted inwardly and slightly panicking.
"No no no, we could not possibly trouble you. After all, we must return to make preparations."
"Is that so? That is a shame. Then, if it is convenient- no, please allow one of my servants to send you home."
Jircniv imagined himself riding a dragon, and curiosity welled up at Ainz' suggestion. Still, Jircniv shouldered that prospect aside. There was no way Ainz would simply transport him home, and he did not wish to owe Ainz a favor.
"I am deeply appreciative of Gown-dono's most generous offer and I thank you for it. However, I feel that since I came on a carriage, I should return the same way."
[Dont ask more of it, mi'lord. He just doesnt trust in you since your a 'monster' in their perspective, if you hadnt notice yet]
[Huh, that makes sense. I must have overlooked at that, thank you Alcatraz-san]
[No problem]
"I see." He calmly replied.
"Then, permit me to return to my domain."
"Very well. Demiurge… escort our guests outside."
"No, no, there is no need to trouble… well, since this is a rare opportunity, how about the maids? I have never seen such beautiful women before."
Jircniv fought to keep his anger under control as he smiled to Ainz.
'He knows we're on guard against Demiurge but he's still provoking us like this!'
[Looks like he saw through it quite easily, mi'lord]
[It seems he did]
"Ah, thank you for that. Then, please speak with the maids waiting outside. Ah, what a fine day for forging an alliance. How I wish I could make it a feast day!"
Alcatraz used all of his will power to resist facepalming. He know that Humans are afraid of Undead and other monstrous beings that were seen before them, yet his friend doesnt seem to notice that.
"Indeed. Yes… Indeed."
...
After the talks were concluded, Ainz (including Khorne and Alcatraz who are currently sitting on each sofa) gathered the Guardians in his room - Albedo, Demiurge, Aura, Mare, Cocytus, Shalltear, and Sebas.
He signaled to his kneeling subordinates to rise.
He placed both elbows on his table and meshed his hands, covering the lower half of his face.
His nonexistent belly ached. Now was the time for the review. As he held that feeling in his heart, he peeked at Demiurge and Albedo.
They did not seem angry. Nor did they seem speechless.
However, who could tell if that was or was not a poker face? After thinking of that, he looked closely at them again, to see if their faces were frozen in anger.
[Are you ok?] Alcatraz checked on him cause he was being silent for quite a while.
[...No I am not ok. I just want to get out of here but noooo its too damn late!] He sighed. [Words spoken cannot be unspoken]
Alcatraz chuckled. [Its not like you are the only one to suffer like this]
[Oh really? You as well? I dont even see you being so stressed out from them]
[Thats because its on the inside, mi'lord, you cannot see it from the outside because it is eating me from the inside... Slowly. Just focus]
[Alright alright] They both disconnected.
When he learned the Emperor was approaching Nazarick as planned, Ainz could not help but indirectly ask Demiurge "Then, what will we do next", but instead the answer he got was "Since all is going as predicted, we shall stick to the plan."
'But I do not know what the plan is!' The 3/three players have absolutely no bloody idea what the plan is. Like your followers think that you know everything but deep down your just one of those people who are given with wisdom to go around the bloody awkward moments.
"Then, as planned, the Emperor has made his move."
Ainz took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, a voice interrupted from beside him.
"Ainz-sama, I fear to ask, but I have a question. Why did you have to give the emperor of the humans a place as a collaborator? Couldn't we have just conquered the Empire by force?" In response to Shalltear's question, Ainz' non-existent heart skipped a beat.
In order to conquer the world, they would first apply pressure to the Empire. Because of that, they would allow the Empire to launch an attack on Nazarick, and use that to threaten the Empire and force the Emperor into direct talks. Then, they would demonstrate the overwhelming power of Nazarick. That was how this operation should have gone.
That was all Ainz knew. The exact importance of why they had to impress Nazarick's power onto the Emperor was a mystery to him.
Because of that, he had no idea how to properly answer Shalltear's question.
Aura continued after her. "Shalltear is right. We went to their capital and it's nothing much."
Ainz glanced at the other Guardians. They all seemed to feel the same way, hell even the Blood God seem to feel the same way as they do.
If they did not know his motives, then the chances of them accidentally working against his aims would be higher. In particular, one of the Guardians felt uneasy about this lack of knowledge, namely Sebas, whom had committed mistakes in the past. Both of them watched Ainz with eager faces, ears pricked up so they would not miss a single word of Ainz' answer.
Ainz suppressed the stress he felt from being the focus of everyone's attention, and searched for a way out of this predicament.
First, I need to decide whether or not to affirm or deny Shalltear and Aura's words. If I affirm them, that means conquering the Empire is part of the plan. If I deny them, it means we won't be conquering the Empire for now… but which side are Demiurge and Albedo hoping for? Oh no, not good, I took too long…
With a cold smile on his face, Ainz laughed.
He took a deep breath.
The odds were one in two.
If he screwed up here, all he would have to do was change the course somehow. And besides-
'Shalltear is always messing up, so I should reject her in this!'
"I feel that would be a foolish course of action, Shalltear." The light in the Guardians' eyes brightened as they heard Ainz' words. That was probably not a mistake. After hearing the words of their great master, they might be able to gain some wisdom from that erudite mind of his. Khorne and Alcatraz just raised their eyebrows, with 'what?' expression on their faces, from their leader's saying.
'I'm not what you think I am!' Ainz mentally shouted.
"We require just cause."
"...What do you mean, mi'lord?" Alcatraz asked with a raised eyebrow.
Ainz then mentally thanked him for asking because it was getting tensed from the immense silence.
"Indeed, we could conquer the Empire with force alone. However, if we did that, we would raise too many enemies against us. It is different from dealing with primitive opponents like the lizardmen. If I had to explain it, I would phrase it like this: 'While we were living peacefully in our secluded home, we were attacked and robbed by workers from the Empire. In anger, we killed them and sought to apologize to their employer, the Empire, and they in turn said they would help us build a nation in order to make amends.' That was the general idea. We will make the Emperor one of our collaborators in our plan."
"Will they accept it like that?"
"Whether they accept or not is immaterial, my friend. The truth does not need their approval."
[Ohh~ You're learning] Alcatraz complimented.
[S-Shut up! You arent even helping me!]
[What do you mean? You're the Guildmaster, you decide the plots, me and Khorne just do the execution to it] He laughed as he disconnected, making Ainz frustrated even more.
"Ah, does, does that mean, it was all for this? To, uh, to get the Emperor here?"
"Hm? What do you mean, Mare?"
"Y-yes. Er, talks-talks with the Emperor might leave traces behind, and because of that, you specially brought him here to minimize the amount of leaks when you spoke. I-I think that's it."
"Hahaha. Indeed, it was. Well done, Mare." Mare blushed shyly, and smiled.
As they looked at Mare's adorable smile, Alcatraz smiled from this, Khorne just looked away with a small fade of red there on his face (he aint gay he straight), Ainz sighed in relief. It was true, negotiating in the Empire might leave a lot of evidence behind. However, by bringing a limited amount of Empire personnel here, they could minimize the number of leaks and ensure it would not go on the record. This would be useful if investigations were made.
Alcatraz and Ainz were impressed by the foresight of Demiurge, who had arranged for events to take place here in the first place, and looked to the other Guardians. Of course Alcatraz proposed the plan by making Nazarick a nation, but Demiurge gave the base plan (i have no idea what that means) for the main one. (Im just writing bullsht)
"In addition, building a nation implies that we will be defending more people. Turning countries into graveyards will only damage the name of Ainz Ooal Gown. Now, has anyone noticed anything?" The intention behind those words was to ask if anyone else had noticed anything special, like Mare did.
The eyes of all the Guardians (Even Khorne) were now focused on Demiurge. They must have felt that Demiurge, whom they believed was the brightest mind in Nazarick, would surely have picked up on something. Ainz strongly hoped that would be the case.
"Kukukuku" Demiurge's laugh echoed through the room.
"…Did you really think that was the extent of Ainz-sama's plan?"
"Kuhuhu…"
"U-Uhm…?"
"Ehh?"
"What do you mean?"
"What. Did. You. Say?"
"…Hm?"
"Everyone, you need to think harder. Do you truly know so little about our master, the hub around which all the Supreme Beings revolved?"
[Oi, you have any idea whats going on?] Khorne send a message to Alcatraz.
[Nope, I have no bloody idea what they are thinking of 'plan'] He disconnected and connected to Ainz.
[Mi'lord, you know whats going on?]
[I dont know!]
Ainz and Alcatraz swallowed and blinked, as though they have been punched in the face. Alcatraz managed to hide his nervousness quite well since he is quite (master level) at role playing. Khorne is just sitting, with a blank expression, and has no idea wtf is going on. Meanwhile, the Guardians were nodding and murmuring "Indeed".
'The hell, why are you all making things difficult for us?!' Fortunately, nobody could hear Ainz' internal monologue.
"Really now, did you think you could divine Ainz-sama's true intentions with just a simple answer? You are all too hasty, is that not why Ainz-sama did not immediately explain everything to you?" All the Guardians besides Albedo and Demiurge were starting to look a little uneasy. It was probably because they were unsure about whether they could serve effectively with their current brainpower.
"Really… Ainz-sama. I believe it is now time to inform us of your true objective. After all, our future efforts will all be dedicated to achieving it." Everyone's attention (Even Alcatraz and Khorne as they playfully act) went to Ainz. Their earnest, pleading expressions seemed to say, "Please enlighten this foolish one".
'Traitors!' Ainz mentally cursed at Alcatraz and Khorne, while they are laughing evilly inwardly.
After looking over everyone, Ainz took a deep breath. No, he took several deep breaths.
Then, he slowly rose from his chair, and turned his back to the Guardians. From this position, he offered praise to Demiurge.
"…As expected of Demiurge, and the Overseer of the Guardians, Albedo. To think, you could discern my true aims…"
"…No, Ainz-sama's schemes are elaborate and farsighted. I cannot hope to compare. And I believe what I understand is only a portion of your plans." Demiurge bowed respectfully in response to Ainz' praise.
"I have heard that some of the maids speak of you as a Wise King. I believe that name is best suited for Ainz-sama. To think, assuming the role of Momon the adventurer was part of your master plan. Now he has become an effective alternative to levelling a country." Ainz nodded in smug self-satisfaction, but his heart was a vortex of doubt.
'…What's he saying? Momon? What is the name of that adventurer from E-Rantel doing here?' The 3/three players were confused by on what Demiurge is saying.
"What does this all mean?" Shalltear's question carried a hint of jealousy, it was probably because only two people could think on the same level as her beloved master. As she saw Demiurge's faint smile and Albedo's beaming victor's smile, Aura could not help but puff up her cheeks.
"Ainz-sama, tell us too. We want to be useful as well!"
"Th-then, um, uh, please tell us!"
"To. Begin. With. We. Should. Not. Need. To. Have. It. Spelled. Out. For Us. Please. Forgive. This. Foolish One."
"I pray you will enlighten us in this matter, Ainz-sama."
Ainz kept his back faced to them, and covered his face with a hand. The stress made him feel like he was going to faint.
'There is no greater joy in life for us than to serve you.' The Guardians behind him were saying something similar, all at the same time.
Ainz could not help but feel his heart ache with guilt as he heard the Guardians lament behind him. His emotions should have been suppressed, but the pain he felt was uncontrollable. Alcatraz and Khorne felt pity of him having his emotions suppressed, but they still like to make 'fun' of him some times.
'Should he come clean and admit his own incompetence?' Ainz' myriad doubts and speculations would not allow him to say that.
He cast aside his doubts and turned around, thrusting the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown forward as he did.
"Demiurge. I permit you to explain what you understand to the others."
"Understood." After Demiurge nodded, he began speaking to his comrades (including the 2/two listening Players who are sitting on a couch/sofa).
...
About 20 minutes or an hour later...
"…And so, I think the Emperor will try to put a scheme like that into practice. If he were more foolish, his actions might fall outside the predicted range, but I think the chances of that will be low. Reading the movements of a slightly-above-average intellect that imagines himself a genius is easier than trying to predict the actions of a complete moron."
Demiurge raised a finger while he said that.
"In other words, the Emperor will try to form an alliance in order to defeat us ? to defeat the Supreme Beings, right?"
"Mmm, he's surprisingly stupid."
"T-then, s-shouldn't we take the initiative and w-wipe him out first?"
Mare followed up after Shalltear and Aura, but there was no anger in his voice. It was more like he was deciding whether or not to pick up a rock he found along the side of the road.
"More important than this problem is."
Sebas wanted to speak, but someone else had already anticipated what he was going to say.
"Is the fact that he actually thinks we would betray the Supreme Beings, is that it?"
"Really. Sebas. It. Seems. The. Emperor. Does. Not. Know. The. Meaning. Of. Loyalty."
Mocking laughter filled the room.
Did he really think they would betray Ainz, one of the 41 Supreme Beings who made them? And Alcatraz, who is also one of the 41 Supreme Beings and supported Ainz through the years? How stupid of him.
Although this was nothing more than Demiurge's hypothesis, it was enough to upset the Guardians. A cold light gleamed in their eyes.
"Welp, I'm not as mad as Mare, but I'm still pretty mad. Shall we kill them all?" Shalltear laughed as she saw Aura in a black mood.
"I'll turn him into a vampire. After all, if he's good enough, there's no reason he can't serve in Nazarick." Although Cocytus had remained silent, his large mandibles made a dangerous clacking sound.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you do remember that we are in the presence of the Supreme Beings?" He meant Alcatraz and Ainz, not including Khorne... Poor Khorne.
As they heard Sebas' cold, clear voice, Aura, Shalltear's and Cocytus' anger vanished like mist in the wind.
"Kuhu - Mm. That's right, everyone, please calm down. Please recall what Demiurge just said. All of this has been arranged. What can we enjoy if not the antics of this clown? Instead, we should be grateful - because all of this is nothing more than a part of Ainz-sama's master plan. Right, Ainz-sama?"
'Hooh… Ainz-sama's plan, huh. I see. A special plan concocted by someone with the same name as me. Making the Baharuth Empire ally with and struggle against Nazarick was part of that plan too, huh… I have no idea what that's all about. If only I could ask this Ainz fellow about it!' He sarcastically thought to himself. However, running away from reality like this would not change anything.
Honestly, Ainz and Alcatraz wanted to ask about the details of the plan, and what about Ainz that Demiurge and Albedo were imagining.
However, they could not do that.
It was because she believed that everything was proceeding as planned, because she was so overcome by her master's insight, that she was reacting like this.
Meanwhile the 2/two players also glanced briefly at what is Ainz look at - Albedo - and gotten some idea on what he is thinking about.
As such, Ainz could no longer deny them. Who could say "What?" when the mood was like this? With regard to Albedo's question, there was only one answer Ainz could give.
"I-Indeed. That is so."
He wanted to praise his voice for not wavering.
"Ohhh," the Guardians chorused in respect. While Alcatraz and Khorne sighed silently with relief and nervousness.
Albedo spread her arms, and with them, her wings at her waist opened up as well.
"Ainz-sama wishes to take over a human city peacefully, and rule the region with love and compassion. Yet, the Baharuth Empire has decided to form a vile conspiracy against this paradise on this world. In the near future, Ainz-sama and Alcatraz-sama will be showing these countries the true meaning of kindness. Is that not the cause that they seek?"
"How I look forward to that day. Everything rests in the palm of the Supreme Being's hand. When that moron finds out, I wonder what sort of face will he make… after all, Ainz-sama always thinks several moves ahead." As Demiurge delivered his reverent speech, Albedo continued with a suitably respectful expression on her face.
"Indeed, Ainz-sama's wisdom is beyond our ability to match. If Ainz-sama had not created the hero Momon, it would be impossible to rule peacefully. In that case, E-Rantel could only be controlled by violence and terror."
"…Perhaps we could use the Golden Princess to achieve similar effects, but that would be a waste of a trump card. She is a human being who is just as interesting -no, perhaps even more so- than what I have determined from analysis of Sebas' intelligence reports. She will be an excellent pawn."
"Ah, after hearing that, I too wish to take a look at her."
"Then, after we found our nation, shall we have her be an envoy to us? After all, bargains must be kept."
"…You. Two. Have. Gone. Off. Topic. You. Are. Wasting. The. Supreme. Beings'. Precious. Time." Ainz and Alcatraz responded with a simple "It's fine" to their hurried apologies.
In truth, they had learned a lot from their casual conversation, and Ainz had gained time to think of more excuses. To him, that had been a valuable opportunity.
"But truth to be told, Ainz-sama is really amazing."Shalltear said.
"Mhm. Yup yup, Shalltear. After all, Ainz-sama prepared a plan that managed to astound even Albedo and Demiurge…"
"A-as expected of. Ainz-sama. Y-you're too cool. I-I really admire you."
"…My. Foolish. Self. Is. Ashamed. Of. My. Lack. Of. Intelligence."
"All I can say is that our inability to keep pace with Ainz-sama's considerations is truly unbecoming."
The Guardians' praise stabbed at Ainz like swords. Alcatraz and Khorne are just watching him suffer from the praises with satisfaction.
"Truly is. He is quite amazing than the most of us when it comes to intellect." Alcatraz, said with a smile behind his mask, added more salt to Ainz' wound.
[Why must you do this!?]
[Because... For the glory of stan of course!] He inwardly laughed evilly and copied the posture of that black bear. (sorry if i dont know who that character was/is)
Khorne struggling to contain his laughter, he managed. Almost releasing it.
Although Ainz could not help but think of it as mockery, the Guardians eyes were filled with respect and loyalty, and their worship of him was genuine. Therefore, Ainz did not contradict them, but instead used his acting skills to answer, as usual.
"There is nothing of that sort. It was merely a coincidence. And in the end, Demiurge and Albedo saw through it."
"No, if Ainz-sama had not responded thusly, I would not have been able to connect the dots."
"Demiurge is correct. Planning so far ahead without any knowledge of the situation is a feat only possible by the greatest of the Supreme Beings. I have fallen even deeper in love with you." Alcatraz and Khorne quickly turned their heads to Ainz with 'what the f**k did you just say?' expression on their faces. Because they heard 'fallen even deeper in love with you' made them think 'are you gay or something?'.
Ah the wonders of a using the words in a wrong meaning.
"As expected of Ainz-sama, whose intellect surpasses even that of Demiurge, the wisest mind in Nazarick." Shalltear said.
"It's true! Ainz-sama is really amazing!" Aura exclaimed.
"Mm! R-really amazing!"
"I. Have. Long. Known. Ainz-sama. Possessed. Excellent. Abilities. But. I. Could. Not. Imagine. The. Extent. Of. His. Prowess… As. Expected. Of. The. Greatest. Treasure. Of. Nazarick."
"Well put. He is filled with compassion and overflows with wisdom. There is no better master for us than Ainz-sama and Alcatraz-sama." Albedo said.
"…Ahh."
"Come to think of it, there is a matter that needs to be decided. Although I have no problems addressing Ainz-sama as 'King', I fear that simply leaving his title as such will invite confusion with the maggots surrounding us. I feel we must consider a more fitting form of address for Ainz-sama."
The Guardians unanimously approved Demiurge's suggestion.
"That seems quite a good idea, what do you think mi'lord?" He turned his head to him along with Khorne. "Do you approve of it?"
Ainz nodded. "Its fine as you see fit." Being called King Ainz Ooal Gown was bad enough. His emotion override had already kicked in several times when he thought about the implications of naming himself a king.
"Does anyone has any suggestions?" Alcatraz asked.
"Then, allow me to begin," Shalltear said as she raised her hand. "The name we choose should obviously indicate Ainz-sama's surpassing beauty. I feel the Beautiful King would be fitting."
"""Ohhh~""" the Guardians chorused in approval. While Khorne and Alcatraz inwardly rolled their eyes in.
'Beautiful King Ainz Ooal Gown?' Cheesy asf.
"Oh, me! Meee~" Aura piped up as she raised her hand. "The name should highlight Ainz-sama's power! How about the Powerful King, or Power King for short?"
"""I see""" the Guardians murmured.
'Power King Ainz Ooal Gown?' Too damn dramatic!
"Then, then. M-may I try? Erm… because Ainz-sama is very kind, it might be good to let people know that. Then, then, m-maybe we could try, the Merciful King?"
The Guardians nodded.
'Merciful King Ainz Ooal Gown?' He's not really that merciful.
"As for me-" Here Demiurge paused for effect. "-to praise Ainz-sama's exalted intellect, I propose the Wise King."
'Wise King Ainz Ooal Gown? Not a bad title but ill pass on that one.'
"What do you think, Sebas?"
In response to Albedo's question, Sebas replied, "I think a simple 'king' will do."
"Then, I shall go. Because he is the Supreme Being who stands atop all the other Supreme Beings, I think the Supreme King would be appropriate."
The Guardians once more murmured in approval.
'Supreme King Ainz Ooal Gown? If they all say that… it sounds awfully over-the-top.' Too damn long.
Everyone's eyes rested on the only Guardian who had not yet spoken.
"How about you, Cocytus? Although it might be a bit difficult to compete with Supreme King, do you have any titles you feel are fitting for Ainz-sama?"
"Umu. In. Future. Ainz-sama. Will. Rule. Many. People. Therefore. He. Will. Be. A. Magician. Who. Rules. As. A. King. I. Think. Sorcerer. King. Will. Best. Fit. That."
The Guardians did not reply immediately.
'Ooo that actually sounds perfect for Ainz-san!' Alcatraz perked up from that title. Khorne just nodded with satisfaction on that title.
All of them looked at Ainz. From the look in their eyes, they all felt there was no better title than that one, although Albedo seemed a little disappointed.
"It does sound quite perfect title for you, mi'lord." Alcatraz said with a small hint of warm tone.
"Aye-" Khorne agreed. "-It does seem quite a good title."
"...Very well. Then we shall use Cocytus' suggestion." Ainz slowly rose to his feet.
'Oooo dramatic part!'
"When our nation is founded, I shall crown myself the Sorcerer King, Ainz Ooal Gown!" Ainz waved his hands in embarrassment to ward of the thunderous applause which followed, even Alcatraz and Khorne were also clapping. In truth, his back was starting to feel a little itchy.
"But what of you, Alcatraz-san and Khorne-san?" He inquired, the Guardians were quite focused on the plan they were talking and didnt seem to give them any title for one of the Supreme Being.
Alcatraz shook his head. "Nah, I'll think a good title of my own. Khorne here-" He gestured to him. "-already has a title."
"Oh? What is it?"
Khorne smirked. "Blood God Khorne."
The Guardians murmured, it does seem like a good title for him. Quite a catch with the name as well.
"See? Quite good."
"B-But what about you, Alcatraz-sama?" Mare asked meekly.
Alcatraz turned to him. "I'll just think of one, dont worry. I have quite enough time to think." He smiled.
Ainz nodded. "...Well then-" All gave their attention to Ainz as he spoke. "-Let us demonstrate the power of Nazarick in the battle between the Kingdom and the Empire!"
"It is as Ainz-sama says. They wish to investigate the limits of Ainz-sama's power. Little do they know, they have played right into our hands." Demiurge continued, in an excellent mood. "Before negotiations can take place, the most important thing is to strike a mighty blow to the other party and let them understand the difference between our might and theirs. Foolish creatures like humans will do foolish things because they do not realize how powerful their opponents are. They do not know that their wisest option is to bow their heads and lick Ainz-sama's boots."
"Letting humans lick Ainz-sama's boots has been considered, but should that not be a reward?"
"I see. As expected of Albedo. Ah, but if I had to lick Ainz-sama, I would choose his body~"
'Ok thats enough.' Alcatraz and Khorne thought with slight disgust.
Ainz decided to ignore Shalltear and Albedo's side conversation.
"Then, everyone. Begin the task of exalting the name of Nazarick!"
"Understood!" The Guardians' shouts of acknowledgement blended into one.
Alcatraz chuckled. "They will really regret this decision."
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