Sorcerous Kingdom, E-Rantel Adventurers Guild
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The door creaks open, a man in full jet black armour walks into the building, the boots make a metallic clatter as it steps inside - Pandoras Actor guise as Momon ducks his head in order to fit inside the tiny door and walks in.
The other adventurers in the room consisting of mostly veterans and some newbies gazed at Momon with dazzling eyes, some of them trembled in their seats and others just leaned forward.
The news about Momon repelling yet another invasion swept through E-Rantel, increasing his reputation. Many were wary about the Sorcerous Kingdom before migrating but that was mostly eased once finding out that Momon signed a deal with the Undead saying that he will only fight it if it were ever to attack the civilians, Momon would act as a law enforcer killing all those who would oppose the Sorcerous kingdom.
Once minor businesses from the kingdom transferred to E-Rantel word spread about the details of the battles and people felt safe in Momon's presence. It was known far and well that without Momon an entire country would have fallen twice.
Upon seeing him, the receptionist's face went pale as her eyes bolted open as wide as humanly did not say a word and sprinted off towards the staff room creating a huge bang when the door hit the wall.
"Receptionis-" Pandoras Actor sighs as he held his gaze towards where the receptionist had left from. His head turned and he took a seat on the nearest chair and rests his back.
It shouldn't take long for Pluton to run out to greet me.
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A timid adventurer from the other side of the room with short brown hair approached Momon. He was skinny and short. Momon noticed that he was holding an iron breastplate in front of him and leaned forward, waiting for him to speak.
"U-Uh M-Mo-Mo-mon-s-sama, c-c-can y-y-ou p-plea-" Before he could stutter more, Pandoras Actor interrupts.
"Easy there friend, take deep breaths." Pandoras Actor said as he raised his hand, gesturing for him to stop.
The boy closed his eyes and took four deep breaths as his chest slowly pumped in and out, sweat was pouring from his forehead as he began to speak again,
"M-Momon-sama, C-can you sign this b-breastplate armour for me?" He asks timidly almost covering his face with the plate armour, he blushed and imagining that Momon would brush him away and ignore him he tries to walk back until he feels something tugging on his breastplate.
"Of course, I'll sign it." Pandoras Actor said in a professional and slightly fake happy tone, he then grabs the armour and says, "Where do you want it to be signed?"
The adventurer slightly jumps and stammers, "A-anywhere is fine."
Pandora's Actor grabs the small knife from the waist of the tiny adventurer, the adventurer flinches and slightly squeals but stays in place as Momon begins to carve on the right side in front of the chest. After signing the initials Momon elegantly passes the piece of armour back and spoke.
"There you go,"
Upon receiving the breastplate with the signature his face flustered as his entire body went through an invisible trance, strugglingly he speaks.
"T-thank you very much Momon-sama!" He bows and shuts his eyes tightly waiting for a cue to leave.
"No problem." Pandora's Actor responds.
The timid looking adventurer then flusteredly jolted back to the group of adventurers and proceeded to high five them. They mumbled things like 'Nice' and 'Wow' other than that, all Pandora's Actor could hear was murmuring from the veterans who were deciding whether or not that had the courage to do the same. But before anyone else could stand up the staff room door smashed right open.
"Momon!" A man in his early 40s cheerfully shouted, he then walked quickly towards him putting his arms over Momon's neck, "Come on, let's talk in my room." Pandora's Actor stood up and they both walked into an office which led to a room. Normally, if Pluton wanted to speak with someone he would speak to them in his office, but Momon was an exception and was considered a great friend, they walked into the room next to the office.
As they were about to walk in Pluton offers, "Take a seat Momon-san." He said as he pointed his finger towards two high class looking couches both facing each other with a table in the middle holding a jar of wine and water.
Pandora's actor steadily walked towards the couch, he grabbed both of his swords from his back slowly trying not to damage the wall or anything and places them leaning on the wall behind the couch. After that, he took a seat relaxing his hands on his armoured thighs while keeping his back straight. Pluton also took a seat except he was relaxed with his arms leaning on the armrest and back leaning on a pillow.
"Momon-san," He scarcely said, "We were worried about you! Ever since the news of the attack on the kingdom, the entire city of E-Rantel went ballistic, how could we deal with the grief if you were to suddenly disappear?!" he shouted frustively.
It was true that the city E-Rantel flew into civil unrest, the unrest was merely worriedness, no violence occurred which was why the death knight guards did not attack anyone. But the unrest changed into awe and shock ever since the news arrived that Momon fended off the demi-humans along with a strong magic caster. Still, they were worried sick.
"Ah... Pluton, I gravely appreciate your concerns but as you can see, I am fine - But do not get your hopes up, that does not mean they are defeated." Pandora's Actor says as he lowers his head by a few degrees making it look like he was gazing at Pluton.
Pluton sensed his glare and made an audible gulp sound before speaking, "Are you saying that other countries are still prone from an attack from that army?"
"Yes, you catch on quite quickly as expected from a smart man like you - While a fraction of their army has been killed off that does not mean that they cannot attack again." Pandora's Actor says as he clenches his fist.
As expected of a true hero, he is displeased at the chance of loss of more human lives. Pluton thinks as he began speaking.
"B-but I thought that the magic caster was greatly injured from the fight."
"Nonsense he was not injured, he just fled from the battle, where did you hear this?" Pandora's Actor asks,
"I heard it from the rumours and gossip of other people," Pluton answered.
"Ah, I see… anyway, let the people of E-Rantel know that they are safe as long as I am here, everyone in this city and whoever resides in it is protected by me and Ainz Ooal Gown."
Pandora's Actor said that, hoping to attract more immigrants from the kingdom if word of this got far out.
"Of course Momon-san," Pluton says, "Anything you ask is what I will do."
"Ah, right and please, spread the word of this conversation as far and wide as possible, people from surrounding countries deserve to know the warning that I gave you."
"No problem Momon-san, I have friends in lots of places."
"Right."
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A hooded man sat in the adventurers guild table with his fingers laced, leaning his chin on his hand's casts, [Dispel] He takes his right hand and puts it under his hood and leaving two fingers up he uses [Message]
[Cardinal, Dark Adventurer Momon did not disclose much information about the magic caster, but he confirmed that the magic caster was not harmed in any way during the battle and hinted that the Slane Theocracy are prone to an attack by the demi-humans at any time.]
[Alright, do not get too close to him, report back any more information about the adventurer Momon, try to find out his origins and where he came from.]
[Of course sir.]
[He will be ours soon enough... even if it means using that damned elf to mind contr-] The Cardinal mumbled.
[What was that?]
[No nothing.]
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Slane theocracy, Treasury of the Six Great Gods
A little teenage looking girl leaned on the wall as she played with a Rubix cube, her skin was as white as a corpse but did not resemble anything close to a dead body, she was born with heterochromia which affected both her eyes and hair having one half of her hair in black and the other in white. But despite the teenage looks, she was far well away from that by decades.
"Captain," She slightly shouted. Right now the Captain of the black scripture was returning from a small meeting held by the Cardinals. "What happened?" She asked she was not curious just bored.
The captain walked towards the elf, the elf held a Scythe that was slightly taller than her, but he knew well enough to not touch it, the poisoning effect it has can completely erode flesh and cast negative energy on anyone who is unlucky enough to get slashed by it.
"There has been an appearance of another strong being." He answered reluctantly but still kept a straight face.
"Oh? Someone strong huh?" The elf replied, "Is it a man?"
"Well, from the reports it states that it is an old goatman male." He replied tightening his spear.
Zesshi gained a hint of interest, she put the rubix cube down on a nearby table next to her and turned to the captain.
"Oh, Goatman you say? Just how is he strong?" She questions.
"He is able to best the Warrior Of Darkness Momon in a fight and leave unscathed."
Zesshi cucked her head back and stated, "Then he must be weak - That adventurer Momon is nothing compared to me." She turned her head again facing the wall in front of her.
The captain spoke up, "You can't make such assum-"
"I what now?" Zesshi growled, releasing an aura of anger, the captain stepped back a few times.
"Alright… easy now," The captain quietly said attempting to ease the elf, and before the situation could escalate quickly he spoke again.
"Ahem, anyway the Cardinals need you to be in their next meeting regarding the undead and the goat magic caster."
"I don't want to," The elf said as she turned her head away. "I'm not going to those boring meetings, all they do is talk and talk."
The captain sighed, he knew this was going to happen and told the Cardinals this beforehand, they nodded in acceptance and came up with something.
"If you come to the meeting we'll allow you to mate with the undead's servants, it is rumoured that his servants are really strong when the time comes."
"Eh?" The elf turned her entire body facing the captain, "How do you know they are strong?"
"Do not underestimate the Windflower scripture." He lied. He was not sure whether or not the servants were strong, but looking at the reports from the Windflower scripture about the scene Momon, the undead and the prime minister caused in E-Rantel, Momon stated that he could only take one of them on. Along with the fact that the blue insectoid warrior's appearance, its strength could be doubted or accepted but not confirmed.
In the end, this was a bluff and using Momon as a scale of strength could be inaccurate, but in terms of information gathering, it was enough.
"Fine… I'll go once and that's it!" The elf stubbornly shouted.
"Thank you."
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Ninth floor, Ainz's office.
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"And that is the end of my report Ainz-sama," Albedo said as she lifted her head waiting for an acknowledgement.
"Umu, very good Albedo, thank you." Ainz elegantly replied waving his arm.
I didn't understand a thing.
Before Ainz could stand up and leave, Albedo spoke again.
"Ainz-sama, regarding the Elven kingdom," Albedo paused, waiting for a response to continue. Ainz nodded signalling for her to continue on.
"If you'll forgive me for my impudence - I recommend that we send diplomats to the Elven kingdom and possibly increase the spies." She stated keeping her head up gazing at Ainz
Increase the spies? Wait what, you've already started infiltrating the Elves? When did this happen?! Ainz screamed in his head.
"Do not worry. Umu, anyway, I would assume that you have a special reason for doing so correct?"
"Yes, Ainz-sama, from earlier reports from intelligence it is stated that the Elven kingdom is in a long term war with the Theocracy and is currently on the losing side. Considering that war with the Theocracy is inevitable for the Sorcerous kingdom allying with the Elves should be a viable option."
"Mmm, mhm…" Ainz grumbled as he nodded with his skeletal hands on his chin, "I see now, you make an interesting proposal."
-Alliance with the elves? Well, we would have to figure out what type of diplomats we should send, undead would be fitting and would be expected from the Sorcerous Kingdom but that would just scare them off. Ainz silently thought of many different types of summons but they all seem to rest aside the line of scary looking and intimidating.
"No Ainz-sama, apologies for my ignorance in displaying such information that you yourself would have already known." She said as she bowed her head.
"Rise and do not lower your head." In response, she rose from where she was.
"Ainz-sama, from our intelligence it says that the Elf King is an arrogant being," Albedo paused before speaking again.
"Should we send Sebas? Or send the twins as the diplomats?"
-Wait, we are sending guardians for this? Ainz said surprisingly in his mind. Well, sending Aura and Mare would make perfect sense. Ainz mused before slowly nodding.
Cough, "We will continue on with Mare and Aura, Sebas will stay in E-Rantel and continue his work there." Ainz replied.
"Understood Ainz-sama, then I shall prepare the highest grade of bodyguards Nazarick can offer for Aura and Mare."
The twins would be holding World Items in order to not repeat the incident with Shalltear. For all Ainz knew the players who brainwashed Shalltear were watching the Sorcerous kingdom's every move and waiting to strike at any type of weakness that is shown.
"Umu,"
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Sixth floor, Gigantic Tree
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"Maree!" An elf with yellow boyish hair shouted, "Get up! We have orders from Ainz-sama!"
The elf laying on the bed immediately sat up and twisted his head towards Aura.
"H-huh? O-orders f-from A-inz-sama?" He repeated as his ears twitched.
Mare immediately jumped off the bed and stood directly in front of Aura, his eyes were dim and still tired.
"Yes you sleepyhead," Aura said as she whacks him across the head. Mare quints in pain, he slouches down and puts both of his hands on his head as he cutely shouts,
"Owow, that hurts nee-san!"
"You shouldn't be sleepy when Ainz-sama is giving us a job you dummy!" Aura reprimands him pointing her chest out with both hands on her hips taking a superior stance.
Mare recovering from the smack points his head up and asks,
"W-what did A-ainz-sama order u-us to do?" He stutters, he glares at Aura as she begins speaking.
"I heard from Albedo that Ainz-sama asked us to go to an Elven kingdom…." Aura stops as she covers her chin with her head looking up. "Yeah… I also think Albedo told me that she will come to visit us in twenty minutes."
"Elven kingdom? T-twenty minutes?" Mare twitched as he slowly began panicking turning side to side thinking on what to do first, he decided to fold up the bedsheets.
While Aura and Mare saw Albedo almost every day, it is not common for her to visit the Gigantic tree, actually, it was very rare.
Luckily for Mare, Aura had already cleaned every single room inside the tree, all Mare had to do was clean his own.
"Hurry up slowpoke!" Aura shouted, before walking out of Mare's room to the lounge room which led to the front door.
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There was a knock on the door - Albedo had arrived. Aura rushed to the front door; Mare followed her slowly.
"Welcome Albedo-san!" Aura shouted happily.
Mare tugging on his staff shyly speaks, "W-welc-come Al-lbedo-san.
Behind Mare and Aura were two majestic-looking couches, a war could be held between groups of people and possibly nations just to get a hold of them. In the middle of it was a table that connected with the floor, it was made of wood and carved to add the sense of jungle or forest type of feeling in the room.
"Greetings Aura and Mare," Albedo said with her usual smile, her eyes were shut as she tilted her head.
"Come on in." Aura welcomed, all three beings capable of world destruction walked inside the room. Aura and Mare sat next to each other while Albedo sat on the opposite side, Albedo crossed her legs and kept her back straight.
"As expected of the Supreme beings, everything they make is beyond beauty," Albedo says as she glances over to the room pinpointing her view on various objects.
"Of course, this place was created by both Blue Planet-sama and Bukubukuchagama-sama." Aura states proudly crossing her arms.
"Ah of course, anyway I am here to discuss the topic about the journey to the Elven kingdom." Albedo replied.
Both Aura and Mare lean forward holding their gaze at Albedo. They then both nodded indicating for Albedo to continue on.
"The world items you bring with you are only there to keep you safe from any other World Items," This was common knowledge for any denizen of Nazarick, Albedo continued, "They are extremely valuable, the Supreme beings worked hard to get into possession of these World items, if you sense anything threatening you must run and use the guards Ainz-sama loaned to you as a rear force in retreating, you are not to engage in combat."
Aura nodded, she bit her lip as a sour taste runs down her throat, the action of using Ainz-sama's bodyguards as a sacrifice did not sit well with any of them, but they would have to accept it.
"W-we have t-to sacrifice A-ainz-sama's g-guards?" Mare stutteringly asks,
"That is correct Mare, I understand what you are feeling but they are orders from Ainz-sama himself ." Albedo replied, Mare in turn visibly accepted this statement and waited for Albedo to continue speaking.
"Aura," Albedo said. After hearing her name Aura tensed her arms and clenched her fist. "Ainz-sama is sending you and Mare over to the Elven kingdom in order to establish friendly ties with the Sorcerous Kingdom, any wrongdoing will give Ainz-sama a bad name."
"I will never do anything bad that can ruin Ainz-sama's name." Aura said as she pouted stubbornly.
"Right, anyway," Albedo pulls out a few papers and slides them on the table in front of them. "These are the details regarding the Elven kingdom and what you can and cannot say. Please do follow the script. You will begin your journey in two days time."
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Sorcerous Kingdom, Carne village
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Asher and Nferia were walking along the walls of Carne village, upon leaving the laboratory, Asher noticed people migrating to the village, most looked tired and some injured. The village chief Enri gave free hospitality to immigrants, allowing them to reside in spare housing that was abandoned by the other villagers who had left or were killed by the Slane theocracy.
Asher smiled when he found out that Enri was a kind soul, she did not charge tax immediately, she let the injured stay for free until they were able to work. This was different for others as the healthy men and women would have to work on the fields and if they were not at a disadvantage at any way they would have to pay taxes.
Ever since the [Horn of the Goblin General] summoned the five thousand army of goblins, hunting became a priority, small homes outside the walls were built in order to house that entire army, the walls were also extended to fit more housing and farms. Carne village slowly started to begin looking like a town.
A few small businesses opened up within the walls and the working dwarves kept to themselves in their building, not disclosing any type of information to anyone about what was happening inside. The building they were working in was guarded by a death knight, the one that saved Carne village.
They would only come out for wine, alcohol, and to chat with other beings, even when drunk they didn't tell. A tongue of silver and silence of gold would be best fitting to describe the dwarves. Only Asher and Lupusregina knew what was happening within the Dwarven walls in Carne village.
"By the way, what did Enri talk to you about?"
Nfirea answered the question.
"She just asked me some questions about you."
"Oh.."
Both of the men continued walking silently towards the storage room. They spotted children playing by the bushes, goblins chopping wood and businesses flourishing making a lot of coins through profit.
There's almost everything in this village to be called a town. As expected of Ainz-sama he saved this village for this reason as well.
Asher thought as he set his glance towards the direction of the storage room, just 10 meters away until they reach the storage room.
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"There it is!" Nfirea shouted joyfully as he pulled on the door.
"But there's a lock on it," Asher stated sceptically as his vision narrowed down on the lock.
"I have the key." From the huge pocket in the middle of Nfirea's half apron, he pulls out a common-looking silver key. He excitingly shoves the key inside the lock making loud clicking sounds.
"Calm down Nfirea, if you do it that hard it won't open up." Asher points out.
"Ah right," He replies as he relaxes his muscles pulling out the key. He then tries to do it again, this time slower than the last. "There we go."
The wooden door creaks open, the dusty air flows out of the room. Nfirea rushes in and after moving a few boxes he finds a meter-long iron chest only half a meter tall.
"Here is it Asher-san, it's right here!" He shouted, pointing towards the chest.
"Good, pull it out and bring it to the laboratory," Asher replied.
Using a hook on the side of the chest he attempts to pull it out with all his strength.
"What's wrong, a few herbs too heavy for you?" Asher mocks jokingly.
"N-No" Nfirea grunts, "It's just- the chest itself is too- heavy."
Asher walks towards the chest and grabs it himself, with both hands he holds it and begins walking back to the laboratory, Nfirea follows on.
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Fifth floor, Frozen prison.
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A muscular middle-aged man was lying on the freezing floor of the Frozen prison, his nose turned black as he shivered into a fetal position, his jaw was trembling as his teeth made crackling sounds from the never-ending coldness that seeps into his spine.
The piece of cloth he was wearing was brown in colour and frozen solid. Occasional snow drifted in from the window.
Has it been years? Five days? Two months?
"Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.
I can't hear anyone else, where are they?
The man, Antique, was captured by demons and sent to this 'Nazarick'. From then on the torture for information on the Theocracy started. He did not give in, he would not.
That's what he thought at first.
Every day there was an undead death knight who would escort him to this 'Room of Truth'. He was reluctant and even tried to resist, but having the little information that he had on death knights themselves, he knew that it was useless.
Every time there was a torture session, an Elder lich would sit at the back of the room writing down notes about the details of his confessions. They asked him about everything he knew and he gave it to them, but it was not enough. They craved more, they wanted more information.
Dammit, what kind of creatur- no monster could be able to control thes- He stopped, the familiar thunderous sounds from outside his cell leaked inside his eardrums.
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He heard the familiar footsteps.
"No." He lowly muttered under his breath.
The footsteps grew closer and louder.
"Please, no. No, no no no no!" He shouted louder. With no energy to stand up, he lay there screaming as the floor kissed his face.
"I told you everything! Why!? Why!? Why!?" He cried as tears appeared in the corner of his eye.
The roaring and vibrant steps built up in sound.
A death knight appeared through the bars of the cell. Its black, bony hands slowly opened the gates that held it shut.
Seeing its presence, Antique's spine shuddered deeply as his vision narrowed and turned red. He frantically tried to crawl to the corner of the room. His fist clenched, his uncut nails cutting through his own skin as blood protruded from his mouth. He bit his tongue as the death knight grabbed his legs and carried him, as usual, to 'that' room.
"NO!" He screamed. Nerve cells began pulsing through his body as his blood turned warm. His veins popped out and started beating intensely, like putting a hand on a live heart feeling its beat. He felt as if his head were about to explode from the mere loss of sanity. Every single muscle fibre of his body tensed dramatically as his eyes popped out slightly, the visible red veins in his eyes pulsing as he screamed while being dragged out of the cell.
The death knight slowly walked to 'that' room, thunderous footsteps echoing through the narrow ice, engulfing the human with terror and insanity.
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Thank you for reading, leave a review so I can read something that I can be proud of.
The idea of Blue planet and Bukubukuchagama together creating the gigantic tree is something I am not sure of, if any of you are knowledgeable then I'll be grateful if you were to tell me in a review or something.
For now, I'll stick with Blue planet and Bukubukuchagama making it together.
Ok bye.