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Chapter 50: The Frozen Spy

The town use to be known as Khagakur, now though maybe Khagakur Fortress was a better term. The Demi-Humans had forced human slaves to stack wood, stone and metal around the Village in a wall held together via rope, tar and some form of concrete. Human slaves opened the gate for the Dragon Newts, whipped into action by one of the Bafolk or Goat men. Goats were the primary force here but others had bullied their way in as well. As it stood Zaryusu already had quite a bit going for him: he already had his own gang of his fellow Dragon Newts, specifically of the sword wielding variety, which earned him a bare minimal amount of influence among the Demi-Humans. However they had yet to see him fight, but that changed now.

The hierarchy of the Demon Lord's army worked as follows: You have the Demon Lord Jaldabaoth himself, under him you have your overlords, commanders of his bases and generals of his armies. Under the Overlords you have Warchiefs, lieutenants in the armies who have climbed the ranks of the army through nothing short of cold blooded murder. Under the Warchief you have at least two bodyguards/apprentices, if in the event of the Warchief's death their highest ranking surviving bodyguard takes their place, a fact that many former bodyguard's have taken advantage of in the short few month's since the formation of the Demon Lord's army. Finally there were the captains, those Demi-humans who were responsible for overseeing the grunt work of the army, demolition, hunting, construction, escorting, messenger and the like. Per base, there was one Overlord, with potentially three bodyguards, up to seven Warchief's, up to Two Bodyguard's each and divided freely between them twenty captains over seeing various jobs in the interest of expanding Jaldabaoth's sphere of influence.

The current Zaryusu aimed for the position of bodyguard which led to his current situation: the fighting pits. If the Demi-humans took resumes, this is where they would be filed. Here in what amounted to a hole the human slaves dug in the middle of their city is where the Demi-Humans figuratively and literally slaughtered their competition whenever a new position opened in the army. Which now led to current events.

"You!? Is this a joke!?" A single horned Ogre of the Vah Un tribe, a tribe that specialized in the manipulation of water, made his presence known. "I come here for a fight and all I get is some puny weaklings!?" The Ogre angrily slammed his mace into the ground. "Where's the real fight!?" The crowd started chanting the name 'Abraxas!' presumably that was this hunk of meat's name.

"Let's get this over with." Zaryusu stated as he pulled out two Frost Pains.

Even with the back up of five Dragon Newts the odds were stacked against Zaryusu, his specialty lied singularly with the manipulation of ice, but his opponent controlled water in all of it's forms. He would need to be fairly creative to take down Abraxas.

"RRRAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHRRR!" Abraxas charged forward, from either hand whips of water formed and they cleaved through the dirt walls with every swing. Flipping around one of the dual frost pains Zaryusu used icy burst to stop one of the water slashes dead.

"Is that the best you got?" Zaryusu covered his body in a layer of water that then froze solid in the form of blue ice, the densest most durable form of ice in existence. "Blue Ice Armor!"

Abraxis pulled up the water from his attack and joined his two water whips into one giant twisting sword like mass. With water moving with enough speed and pressure to carve through steel the Vah Un cleaved through Zaryusu's men, or so he would like to believe. Stakes of ice appeared beneath the Dragon Newt's feet and shot them into the air with explosive force, and they stayed there floating on draconic wings.

"Cowards!" Screaming that Abraxis fired that stream of water that he had been swinging around like a great sword as a concentrated beam at Zaryusu. But that was within the Dragon Newt's predictions. The farther way from Abraxis the water got the less influence he had over it, towards that end Zaryusu had gotten as far away from him as possible, just outside of the Ogre's attack range. With the power of Frost Pain Zaryusu blocked the attack with a icy burst and dispersed it into several floating javelins of ice.

"Now's your chance!" Zaryusu's men dive bombed the Ogre blades drawn, only for the ice javelins to rush past them and slam into the Ogre's water barrier, but one got through going into the ogre's shoulder, and through that burst bubble the others swarmed.

"Puny lizards!" Shouting that, the Ogre pulled out his mace and made grand sweeping gestures against the Lizardmen, but without his other arm his attacks were quite clumsy at the moment. And predictable. The next time the attack went next to the wall the other Dragon Newts froze it in place and it wasn't coming undone with the Ogre's mana exhausted. Not that that seemed to concern him any, he simply grabbed the nearest Dragon Newt by his tail and started slamming him against the others like a flail. But that was a mistake. One icy stab later and the swinging arm had been frozen solid. "RAAARRG!" Zaryusu saw his opening and took it. He dive bombed on the Ogre and with the full force of his momentum slammed frost pain into his skull and froze it solid. "Ah... ah... eh..."

The Ogre dropped to his knees and Zaryusu pulled his blade out. Turning to face the crowd Zaryusu had one response to make.

"RRRRWWAAAAAARRRRRR!" And the crowd was whipped into a frenzy. But they parted allowing a Bafolk wearing high quality magic armor to walk through them.

"Nice very nice. I am Buser, and I believe that this situation requires a discussion in private." The humans taverns didn't have much variety any more when the Demi-humans took over. It chiefly consisted of moonshine which had been watered down with whatever unpleasant substance the Demi-humans cared to source for a variety of different cocktails. What was being served right now was being called 'Blood-Grog.' "Truthfully. Abraxis was too much of a idiot for a right hand. Too much meat in his head." Saying that Buser drank a gulp from his mug. "Ah... But he had already proven his worth, which is more than what you have done."

"I'll have to take your word for it." Zaryusu mimicked the Goat Man's actions, then shook his head in displeasure after he actually sampled his drink. "Still, as I see it you're short on Demi-Humans with wings, except for the Raja Naja that is." Zaryusu stated recalling the sight of the flying snake people circling around the base.

"That we are, but from another point of view you're redundant." The Bafolk paused to take another swig of his drink. "Unless of course you prove your worth."

"Huu..." Zaryusu decided to down the foul liquid in one go. That was a mistake as he nearly threw up. "...and what is the coveted position of your bodyguard worth?"

"In addition to the Hydra that you and your men pretended you didn't come here on, there's been a particularly nasty drake that I have had my eye on for some time now." Buser stated directing Zaryusu's attention over the mountain.

"Fine I'll take my men and go hunt it." Zaryusu stated as he noted, to his horror, his mug being refilled with the Blood-Grog.

"As I said, this is you proving your worth. You will bring this beast down, alive, and by yourself and in the process prove yourself it's equal."

"Is that all?" Zaryusu got up to leave, pointedly ignoring the jug of foul liquid left for him, and went dragon hunting.


"Well this is boring." Kieran stated as he sat feet up in the lounging area of the fortress. "How long until the lizard can create an opening for us?"

"Hmm. The head honcho over there looks like he likes him, but he's going dragon hunting at the moment." Koriander noted as she tapped her fingers together peering into the mask that she used to see through the eyes of the Green sent to follow Zaryusu.

"For Ainz's sake the hell did we come here for if we aren't gonna do anything?" Kieran asked as he let out a mentally exhausted sigh.

"Oh we're going to do some things, but you can't do anything in that armor." Balloma stated being followed by Neia, who was dragging in a set of paladin armor and clerics robes.

"No!" Kieran stated his voice cold, uncompromising, and a little bit fearful.

"Don't make jokes Balloma dear." Koriander stated pulling up her mask and shot a ghastly scandalized look at the holy vestments that had been prepared for her. "They're not very funny."

"Do I look like I'm laughing?" Balloma asked giving a deadly serious look. "Jaldabaoth already saw the both of you during the siege on the Re-Estize kingdom. He knows what you look like and he knows who you are."

"Wait. Why does who they are matter to him?" Neia asked prompting Balloma to glare at her quite sore from being interrupted.

"Because the three of us are the grand children of the man he made god by trapping in the abyss."

"A god!?" Neia shouted in surprise dropping what she was carrying in shock. "Then does that mean that...?"

"The three of us are God Kin? No. One of our grandfathers last acts as a mortal would be to conceive a child with our grand mother who would go on to become our father. I can't speak about what these two have been doing to themselves but I assure I remain complete and totally within the realm of mortal." Balloma stated indicating her siblings.

"Not something to brag about sis." Koriander stated smirking knowingly. "But back to the topic at hand."

"Wear the holy vestments, get close to Jaldabaoth, stab him repeatedly in the face, we go home and get Sebas to make us a plate of fish and chips. What about any of that don't you understand?" Balloma asked glaring at her siblings furiously.

"Unless you have a mask in there those aren't going to do me any good." Koriander stated smirking knowingly at her sister. Wordlessly Balloma tossed a golden mask depicting an solemn angelic face on the floor in front of Koriander.

"It's a Roble Prayer mask. Worn by high ranking clerics of the kingdom." Balloma stated watching Koriander's face twitch like it was about to break. "Any more so called flaws in my plan you would like to point out or would the two of you like to get changed now?"


Zaryusu could fly, that at least put him on even ground with his large scaly opponent, there was a common misconception of dragons that like most normal sized reptiles they were cold blooded. Were that the case they would be dead the first time they got caught out in the rain, not exactly the top tier Alpha Predator that they are known for being. However there was one flaw about them that was obvious when someone cared to think about it: This was the resident strongest creature in the land. Nothing out here even stood a candle to it, why would it ever bother to look up.

"Well... Here goes nothing." Like that, Zaryusu dive bombed on the dragon.

He pounced on the dragon from above and stabbed both of his Frost Pains into the beast's wings, sending it into a nose dive but supporting it into a controlled descent through the use of his own wings. But the battle wasn't over yet, the dragon wasn't dead, only wounded, more important than that it was absolutely pissed.

"RRRRAAAAWWWRRRR!"

The dragon fired it's breath at Zaryusu consuming his body in fire and walked forward, he would roast him to his bones and then snap down on his form. If not for the effects of his ice armor and icy burst Zaryusu would have been burnt to his core by now, as it stood though he wasn't. In fact things were playing out to his favor as the dragon was blinded to his presence by his own attack, Zaryusu on the other hand could tell how by the attack was increasing in intensity that the dragon was walking forward, and there was only one reason why it would be doing that. When the fire adjusted it's angle to snap down on the Dragon Newt Zaryusu took his chance and dived through the dragon's front legs to his underside. The confused dragon tasted nothing before his mouth went numb, jaws locked together by a cone of ice produced by Zaryusu. The Dragon Newt took advantage of his position, slamming a icy club into the thing's balls and causing it to bowl over in pain. Ice was used to form cuffs while the other Dragon Newts and their Ogre escort moved in and helped Zaryusu to drag the thing back to Khagakur.

Then it was back to the Blood Grog, objectively the worst part of this mission.

"To my new Body Guard!" Buser shouted hoisting a mug full of his horrifying concoction in the air. "Truthfully I never liked Abraxis, only had meat in his head." Several Demi-humans went 'MMM' as they rubbed their belly's. "But Zaryusu here? He can out think his enemies! He can lead the men in battle! He shall make a glorious Warchief one day!" To Buser's words the numerous gathered Demi-Humans raised their mugs with a 'here here.'

"Huzzah." Zaryusu was less enthused, now he would be watching his back all day and night long while he worked to sabotage the base. Towards that end... "Master I would like to propose something." Rororo had gotten some upgrades since joining the Overlord's services. Koriander muttered something about 'activating dormant genes that insufficient hormones had failed to trigger' and soon the four headed hydra turned eight headed. From these eight heads deadly poison that Zaryusu could harvest came forth, even watered down it could slaughter in mass, but at room temperature it turned into a deadly gas. "Provided we get our mixing right, then any enemy that we face is going to be dead before they can break our walls." Zaryusu explained as he plotted to have the walls filled with highly flammable explosive liquid.


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