Elven Kingdom, Royal Palace
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"Good evening Aura, Mare." The striped suited demon greets.
"Hey, Demiurge!" Aura replies as she waves her hand at him.
Acknowledging Aura's greeting Demiurge nods with a huge smile on his face, putting his hands on his back he tilts his head towards the proclaimed Elven King that was slumped on the floor not far from him.
Demiurge then casts, [Dimensional Lock].
Now the Elven King cannot escape, if the king was to use [Teleportation] to run away Nazaick will certainly catch up to him but it will leave a stain in Demiurge's reputation and make him lose face in front of Ainz.
Demiurge mentally gulped at that small thought.
Leaning on his left side of his body, blood was dripping out of the king's nose, after noticing that the demon was staring at him he relocates his screams to the demon.
"Get me out of here!" The elf screams with clenched baring teeth.
Fiercely struggling the Elven king tries to kick around and break out of his chains, but to no use, as the chains were unbreakable, only [Break item] could destroy the chains, but of course, the king was not in the correct mental state to think rationally.
A long sadistic smile etched on Demiurge's face as he slowly walked towards the Elven king, the two demons followed behind Demiurge as the aetherborn guards surrounding the king made way creating an opening.
"Arrghh," The Elf struggled as he continued to hatefully shout, "I'll kill you! Just you wait, I'll even destroy that idiotic disgusting undead you so stupidly worship."
The air of the room turned cold.
Both Elves who were already staring at the king ironed their gazes staring at the Elven King with eyes less than pity and more than hatred. The emotions on their faces were swiped out leaving them looking dead, perhaps if those same faces were staring at a normal human at night that human would be frightened.
After hearing this the aetherborn guards struggled to keep their composure, their blood boiled cooking their nerves coursing through their brains, and with no orders to restrain themselves one of them thrusts a spear behind the knees of the Elven King as the others audibly gripped their spears.
"Auuarghhh" The elf screams in agony crumbling his entire body into a ball. The other aetherborn guards glared down in hatred tempted to throw an asteroid at the crawled up elf, but struggled to resist the urge.
Holding up his usual smile Demiurge glowered down looking at the pitiful elf, an insult to his master would contribute to a wider punishment, Demiurge devilishly smiled in his mind as he mused about the experiments that could be conducted with the Elven King.
With shaking fists Aura quickly stood up only to feel a slim arm block her way, it was Mare, Mare had extended his arm stopping her from moving further.
"Get out my way Mare, I'm going to kill this guy."
"B-But, A-Ainz-s-sama wo-"
"He just insulted Ainz-sama!" Aura exclaimed as she grabbed Mare's arm pushing it away.
But before Aura could reach the Elven king she hears a straight demanding voice from the front,
"Restrain yourself Aura."
After hearing the voice Aura reluctantly stopped, Demiurge viciously smiled as he looked back at the Elven king,
"Let's get this over with," Demiurge said as he waved his hand gesturing signals to the two hunky demons besides him.
"What are you doing?! Unhand me you fools!" The Elf king screamed as the two demons grabbed him from both sides, blood trailed from the Elven King's foot dragging across the floor as the demons marched towards the [Gate] disappearing.
"That..." Aura growls.
"Do not worry Aura, the punishment for insulting a Supreme Being is grave," Demiurge says, Aura's face cleared before continuing, "I assume Albedo also wrote about your role in leading the Elven Kingdom correct?"
"Of course." The twins responded.
"Ah... very good. An elder lich will arrive to assist you if there's anything else troubling you then contact Albedo." Demiurge says in his usual tone, just nicer and genuine. Aura and Mare were just children, after all, having them deal with national levelled papers and reports was unthinkable.
"Mhm." Aura confidently responded.
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Slane Theocracy, Kami Miyako, Meeting Area
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After being informed of the safety of the capital the Cardinals made their way up to their normal meeting area to further discuss the events in the surface.
"Where is the god's angel now?" A middle-aged man asked, this was the Cardinal of Wind, Dominic Ihre Partouche.
"He is being escorted to his quarters," Raymond replied.
The Cardinals sat quietly in their chairs around the rounded conference table. They did not know what to start with, the angel the gods sent them or the fatal losses the Theocracy suffered in the invasion. The idea of, 'It was the Sorcerer king's doing" was still in discussion and even if it was there was no proof.
"Is this truly an angel sent by the gods?" Maximilian, the Cardinal of darkness questioned,
"Did you feel the pure radiance coming from that angel? And the timing was impeccable, of course, it is!" Yvon shouted.
The Cardinal of darkness crests his hands together and leans back accepting Yvon's statement, the aura and radiance that came from the four-winged angel were perfect and it was beautiful who but the gods can make such a beautiful creature?
"There is further proof..." Raymond stated,
The Cardinals looked at Raymond,
"What is it?" Dominic asked,
"There was a report from a little girl belonging to a high noble spy claiming that she had been saved by a four-winged angel during the invasion."
This report has been seen before by the Cardinals, during the time they assumed it was just a child's imagination during the harsh times of a demi-human invasion, but now they seemed to be more awed at Raymond for remembering such a thing.
"The features described in the report seems to match everything, an angel saving a little girl from danger? This means the gods gave us the sign of a protector far long ago."
The Cardinals dropped their heads in shame that they discarded such a report without a single thought, although no one could blame them for passing out a child's witness it was still shameful to reject a sign from their gods.
"I see..." Maximilian replied,
"Which god did he come from?"
The attention turned towards Berenice, the person who asked. There was a brief silence before there were any answers.
"Perhaps the God of Light?"
It was the Cardinal of Light who answered that question, Yvon's face had a look of pride almost saying, 'Look at what my God has done". There wasn't any competition coming from the other beings in the room.
Instead, the Cardinals nodded in agreement, if anyone could say that it came from any other gods like the God of Darkness or water then their education would be questioned along with their common sense.
The angel looked like light as it's the purest form, making eye contact could sway any woman. It made the Cardinals question what the actual God of light looked like.
"We only have the gods to thank that they sent a protector at our direst times..." Raymond commented.
The Cardinals once again nodded.
Although it could be somewhat agreeable if one of them suggested that the angel came from the God of Fire, of course, no one proposed that opinion.
"But,"
The ringing voice escaped the mouth of Raymond.
"But...?" The cardinals tilted their heads.
"We still need to deal with our losses and figure out why we cannot find the bodies of four of our Black Scripture members."
The reminder of the loss of members of the Black Scripture made the cardinal's spines shrivel in their flesh, the vibes of the room turned cold making nearly every cardinal drop their heads down in shame and fear.
They had already heard of this news along with the destruction of the Holocaust scripture, with these losses, the Theocracy had lost nearly half of their firepower.
But their hopes were filled when the gods sent an angel down.
"Does anyone have any idea as to where the Scripture members could have gone?" Raymond asks,
The room was silent, Raymond did not blame them. The Thousand Leagues Astrologer surveyed the entire area again and had gotten no clue that the Theocracy can lean towards when investigating the disappearance after the battle, in the end, Raymond had to depend on the opinions of the nation's leaders.
"Perhaps the gods were testing us with that before sending their protector down?" Dominic suggested in the midst of the silence, "They were testing our faith to see whether or not we were worthy of being protected."
No one could object to that, there were smiles of delight from the Cardinals, they were thinking things along the lines of 'Our faith has saved the nation'.
"He is right." Ginedine, the Cardinal of Water speaks up.
"Mhm, I understand. Anyway." Raymond pauses, "Our soldiers in the Draconic Kingdom should be coming back."
While this did not completely shock the cardinals it made them question why Raymond would order such a thing, especially when the gods had sent a protector down for the Theocracy,
"The Draconic Kingdom are paying their fees for hiring our army, why should we recall them? Do we not have the gods on our side?" Dominic asks in a slight rage, his tone questioned Raymond's faith in the gods.
In the Theocracy's religious point of view, the gods had trusted the nation's faith and sent their servants down to protect the nation, doubting their god's judgement and bringing back soldiers to protect the Theocracy would be an indirect grave insult to the gods.
"Now, Dominic, I understand what you are trying to imply, even I would be offended if someone else would do such a thing." Raymond calmly replied.
"Then why?!" Dominic screamed banging his fist on the table, "Do you lack faith that the gods will protect us?!" His voice seemed to get more scorch by each word.
"Our capital city is in ruins, half of the population in our capital were murdered, a cathedral is in dismay holding the blood of our citizens, half our army was destroyed by the goat-man magic caster's army,"
There was a slight pause,
"I know that we know that the gods are on our side, but with the destruction will come unrest from our remaining civilians, we need our men to stabilize the city," Raymond replied.
"Then why don't we release Asher to the public? Will that not relax the people?" Dominic questioned, his voice was softer than the last time he spoke, he was finally understanding what Raymond's intentions were.
"Now is not the time to do such a thing, especially when it is too early to be releasing such information too hastily, while I understand the merits in doing so... we should not release such information at the current time, "
Raymond takes a deep breath before continuing,
"Only when the Undead King is killed then we inform the public of Asher, we should not go parading the gifts the gods have given us but use it silently as they much likely intended us to do."
Crossing his arms Dominic leans back on his seat puffing out air, the other cardinals nodded in agreement, they were not in favour of not informing the public of Asher anyway so there were no other complaints about the subject in hand other than,
"But if we redirect our armies in the Draconic Kingdom back to our nation... won't the Draconic Kingdom fall?" Berenice asks,
"Even if we gather soldiers from bordering towns it can not replace our losses in the capital, it was generous to say that we lost 'Half' of our soldiers, I will reiterate... We have lost ninety-five percent of our army during the invasion. And the remaining our fatally wounded or can not live to fight again."
There were gasps in the room, the other Cardinals began to understand Raymond's decision, he did not like it either, all they could do is pray to the gods and hope for their success in repelling the beastmen.
"I assume there are no objections?" Raymond asked,
The cardinals shook their heads,
"Mh-" Raymond tries to speak but the sound is muffled by the loud bang coming from the side of the room.
The slammed door opens to a young-looking half-elf with pure white skin, what would catch the eyes of average people was the hair and pupils, one side of her hair was silver-white while adjacent to that was pure-black, the same thing applied to her eyes.
She stood by the door leaning the blade of the scythe on the floor holding the snath near the grip, it looked like playing with it.
This was the Extra Seat of the Black Scripture, Zesshi Zetsumei.
The attention in the room shifted towards Zesshi, Raymond being one of the ones she mutually trusted, speaks up,
"What brings you here? We are in an important meeting."
Ignoring the question Zesshi asks another,
"I heard from the captain... where is the angel?"
"Why do you want to know?" Raymond asks as his forehead is subjected to cold droplets of sweat. He knew full well why Zesshi would want to meet the angel, in fact, everyone who knew about him would want to meet him, but Zesshi's intentions would sway out of the common spectrum of the average person's reasons.
"Just tell me," Zesshi growls back sensing the reluctance in Raymond's voice.
Silently gulping Raymond found it troubling to reply, if Zesshi were to try and attack an angelic servant sent by the gods and attempt to rape him, what would the gods think? Will they forgive us? The droplets of sweat become a stream of water as stress built up in Raymond's mind.
The cardinals did not say anything but sat there allowing Raymond to deal with Zesshi, it is not that they were using Raymond as a scapegoat against Zesshi, it was just the fact that Zesshi did not like the other Cardinals, she gave out the hint that she'd kill them if she had the chance.
"Do you realise what you are trying to do?" Raymond questions in a confident tone leaning back, he had to push the stress away and act accordingly, he was the most trusted person in this room.
"Hmph," She pouts, "I'll find him myself!"
Almost dropping his jaws Raymond quickly stands up.
Forget about acting accordingly, if she tries to do anything aggressive against the god's servant, we are all done for!
Zesshi quickly left the room followed by Raymond who was slowly catching up to her.
He did not bother asking guards to restrain her, it would be useless, his only hope of stopping her was verbally convincing her.
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Slane Theocracy, Kami Miyako, Underground
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"Ah, thank you." A four-winged angel wearing a pure white robe says as a cup of water is handed to him. Aside from him was a delicate-looking sword leaning on the chair he was sitting on, the sword itself radiated holy light.
"N-No problem."
In front of him was a maid, more specifically Raymond's maid. Being a maid serving on of the Six Cardinals Raymond assumed it was alright to have her serve 'Asher' for the time being.
She was notably special and trained in serving and fighting.
But obviously, she could not defend Asher after hearing about his strength and where he came from, but ordering a normal untrained maid to attend to a god's servant would be disrespectful, so it seemed fitting that she would serve him for the meantime.
All around the room, specifically in the shadows held shadow demons, countless of them, they were crawling around the entire room silently awaiting any foe to kill, they were personally summoned by Ainz to accompany Asher at all times.
After Asher showed himself to the Cardinals the tide had turned in the streets of Kami Miyako and the demi-humans were effortlessly repelled after their main contributors were demolished. But the sacrifices were great.
Asher had been continually questioned about his confidence in whether or not the goat-man was eradicated, the Cardinals were worried, not only about the goat-man caster but the strength his subordinates had.
The Captain reported that the 'Demon-like' subordinates could summon other minions who were on par with other Scripture members. And one of the subordinates single-handedly defeated the Scripture.
The squad of four Black Scripture members did not return from their battle against the goat-man and were presumed missing or dead, with the loss of almost a third of the entire amount of the Black Scripture such risks will not be taken ever again.
The loss of four exceptional persons plummeted the Slane Theocracies firepower down low. If that was not enough, the Captain of the Holocaust Scripture claimed to have lost all of his men to one of the demons.
There were also reports of missing civilians numbering thousands, especially peasants in the outer-region of Kami Miyako but the issue was shrugged and most of the Cardinals assumed that they were eaten by the demi-human invasion force.
In the end, it was decided that Asher would be kept away from the public eye. Asher understood this and completely agreed, actually, it was the option that was most advantageous, if the world found out that the 'Gods' sent a protector to the Theocracy then Asher's job's difficulty would surely increase along with countless disadvantages towards the subject.
After this the Cardinals had a maid escort him away to his room while the Cardinals left the emergency room continuing their meeting on the surface.
If the Cardinals chose to release the information then Asher would try his best to prevent that, thankfully, that did not happen.
Sipping the cup of water the maid returns to her station, next to the entrance of the door.
I see it now... Ainz-sama wants the Theocracy to incite the war against the Sorcerous Kingdom by making them wilfully make the first move? Is that the true reason for why he created me? Though... foolish humans... do they think they can defeat my master? Ainz Ooal Gown?
Asher was not dissatisfied with the fact that his master created him for the reason of taking down the Theocracy, he was nearly dying from excitement, his supreme creator created him as one of the main pillars of his supreme plans, how could anyone be displeased?
Following Asher's visit the Cardinals offered him the best of the best, Asher declined most of the offers but to maintain face he would have to at least agree to a good living space. Although the food was not a necessity for him he would still take it only to savour the taste.
The food was horrible. Compared to Nazaick's dishes it would be on the level of feces, but to any New Worlder, it would possibly be a delicacy that only a peasant could dream of.
But Asher did not voice his concerns about the food and water.
Right now he was sitting on a wooden chair leaning back elegantly with the cup in his hands, the bright light he emitted earlier was barely visible, perhaps if the light in the room was suddenly shut off then Asher's radiating aura would show.
Every move he made was far fitting of a noble and compared to a king. He made sure to have a confident and welcoming smile at all times.
Asher's eyes glance towards the door as he hears shouting from behind the doors, the maid seemed to be worried as well.
"Get back here!" A distant voice shouts,
"No, I'm going to fight him."
"Are you out of your mind?!"
Suddenly the door abrupts open scaring the maid who took a look at the person who barged in, after seeing who it was her jaws drop and she moves aside.
The scythe next to the teenage looking girl gravelled across the carpet as she walked towards Asher, she was followed by a sweat dripping man looking extremely worried.
"Zesshi... Get out!"
The half-elf ignores the words of Raymond, the Cardinal of Earth and continues to walk.
"I am very sorry Asher-sama," Raymond says as he deeply bows.
"No no, it is fine..." Asher replies as he looks at the woman walking towards him. She was beautiful, but nothing compared to Nazarick's denizens. Holding his warm smile Asher welcomes,
"Good day... Is there somet-"
"Fight me."
The reply was instantaneous, rather, it was not even a reply, just a demand ignoring casual greetings.
Slightly surprised Asher responds,
"Did I hear you wrong? What was that?"
Stomping towards Asher Zesshi exclaims,
"I said, Fight. Me."
"Stop this nonsense!" Raymond demands, stomping his foot.
Those words fell onto deaf ears as Zesshi ignores him,
"Fight? I'm not interested." Asher replies.
"You. Will. Fight. Me." Zesshi slowly points out as she closes the distance between her face and Asher's face only a few centimetres apart.
Is this how you treat a protector sent by your gods? Asher thought, Although technically he was not a godsend form the Six Great Gods the Theocracy believed it. Having a person treat him like this, perhaps she's not a devout believer in the six great gods?
Asher did not show his emotions on his face,
"Cardinal Raymond... You can leave."
"What? Bu-"
"It's fine, you can go."
Heeding to Asher's request Cardinal Raymond slowly leaves but did not turn his back keeping his gaze at the half-elf who was gripping her scythe.
"Anyway, as I said, I am n-"
Before Asher could finish his statement a blowing punch flies towards his face hitting him. The cup holding water spills over, the shockwaves blow the handkerchief from the table down to the floor.
After receiving the blow from Zesshi, Asher remained unfazed.
I had to do this huh..?
Zesshi looked at Asher's face and did not see bleeding of any sort, not even a bruise. Taking a few steps back she questions,
"How?"
The half-elf hit with all her might, if this angel truly remained unfazed and unhurt, could he possibly be worthy of bearing my child?
There was a long silent pause, the maid standing next to the door found it difficult to grapple on to her usual posture but kept still, sweating bullets.
Then, a loud burst came from the angel engulfing the entire room with a blinding light,
"You who is so ignorant, dare attack the protector of the Theocracy?! Do you wish to be annihilated?!"
The entire room starts to tremble, the golden chandelier candles falls to the ground. The maid too falls on her knees bolting her hands behind her head for any kind of protection against the fear that overwhelmed her.
Cracks appeared on the ceiling and dust began to settle falling to the ground coming from the cracked ceiling. The chair opposite of Asher fell adding to the thunderous noises coming from the other cracking furniture in the room. The sound echoed across the room with no end.
It ringed in the ears of both Zesshi and the maid who could do nothing but shut both their eyes and ears tightly hoping for it to end.
A thunderstorm brawls inside Zesshi's stomach as she covers her eyes to the blinding light that emitted from the angel, her mind narrows and her flesh was crawling shivering up her pure white skin. She gasped for air before falling, nothing pushed her, she fell from pure instinct.
Her fall was followed by a loud bump as her dark metal scythe banged across the floor next to her.
"W-W... H-H." She stutters trying to get even a sound out of her lips, but it was responded by a wave of terror pointing towards her.
"Silence!" Asher shouts, releasing a brighter light, at this point even putting your hands over your eyes could not repel the light that razed into her eyes. Such anger was not something that would be expected to come from a beautiful four-winged angel.
Like a swipe of a broom the light quickly fades away showing the destruction of the room, the nauseating pressure in the room disappeared, both the maid and the half-elf already on their knees deeply gasp for air as they struggle to get up.
From the dismay of the room, a warm voice breezed through the air coming from the angel who was still sitting,
"Forgive me, it seems that I have been too harsh on you."
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The Draconic Kingdom, Draudillon Oriculus's Office
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In front of the desk was a well-dressed slimed man he had a well-groomed beard and a slick moustache, the title 'Prime Minister' seemed to fit his appearance looking very rich and nobly, he was holding an unwrapped envelope in one hand and a piece of paper in the other,
"What!?" The young voice shouts, "Are you sure this is not some false information?"
"My deepest apologies, this is accurate information sent to us."
The one who replied was the Prime Minister of the Draconic Kingdom,
"But why?! Why would the Theocracy do such a thing?" Draudillon paused, "More importantly, how are our defences? How far have they intruded into our borders?"
With great difficulty, the prime minister spoke, "The beastmen have pillaged the surrounding cities taking bordering provinces, it will not be long for them to reach the capital."
Gripping her fists the queen asks, "How long do we have left?"
"At the very best... two months."
The queen did not say anything, rather, she could not say anything, her kingdom was about to fall and no other nation was going to do anything about it, she felt as if she has been stabbed in the back by her allies.
The funding she has been paying to the Theocracy had been eased of course, but the Theocracy's soldiers that were sent were experienced in beastman counter-attacks, while they could not push them back they could hold them, them along with the Empire was the sole grinding factor in the standing of the Draconic Kingdom.
But they were both gone, the letter sent to the prime minister felt like a letter from a smirking demon waving over to her, that feeling did not escape her mouth.
"My lady..?" The prime minister inclines,
"Yes?"
"I think... it is time to ask..."
"Ask?" The queen questions in a half-frightened tone, she knew what he was going to say but was praying that it was not the case.
"Ask... the... Sorcerous Kingdom... for aid..."
This tone was deep and his face was facing down, not even he liked the decision that was introduced.
The queen gulped but did not show any signs of disapproval, at this stage asking the Sorcerous Kingdom for help was the only thing they can do, the Argland Council State will not help and even if they did it would not be enough.
Instead, she relaxed their hands and said,
"You may be right."
"Indeed, although we will need to be exceptionally careful around the undead," The prime minister suggested,
"The undead king will send its undead soldiers as the counteracting force?" The queen questioned as she wondered about the consequences of the morale of her troops.
"It is highly likely,"
Draudillon was not surprised, with the rumours that were swirling around the undead king the only thing that would shock her if he were to be able to create Elder liches with his bare hands.
With the situation being as dangerous as it is the queen nodded signalling that it was all right to create relations with the Sorcerous Kingdom. If asked she would give her very life to protect her country, even becoming a slave.
"Then we must hurry," The queen said as she stood up from her desk, "Send a raven to the Sorcerous Kingdom, I will ride out in a few hours."
With such a fast pace the Prime minister attempts to stop the current flow,
"Wait! Your Majesty, what do you mean by 'I'?"
"It is exactly how it sounds like." She responds,
Finally understanding his queen's purpose he questions,
"Why? Why must you go? We have trained diplomats, they are surely prepared for these types of discussions."
"We are in dire straits, I represent the nation so I must go, besides if I go it will increase the chances of the Sorcerous Kingdom helping," She replied, her decisions were not based on rationalism, only her love of her country.
The prime minister was against this, what if the undead suddenly attacked the queen? Is that not the tendency of normal undead? If the queen were to be murdered what could he do? However, he knew that whatever he said would fly past the queen, so he gave up and questioned.
"So then who would be in charge of leading the country in the meantime?"
"You of course." She replied.
After heavily sighing for two seconds the prime minister speaks, "Alright your majesty... I will prepare the guards and the carriage."
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Yay... The Draconic Kingdom will have to depend on the Sorcerous Kingdom for survival and the Theocracy are under the false impression that their 'gods' are helping them.
Haha, don't get your hopes up, Raymond.
I know this chapter was a little short. (5,000 words)
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Alright.., so I've seen some stuff in my pms and reviews... I'll answer to those who are confused...
-Asher is NOT an actual godsend by the Six great Gods.
-The situation from here is that... The Theocracy has been attacked by the infamous goat-man magic caster and his demi-human army, there is no proof that they have to point it towards the Sorcerous Kingdom, so to them, Ainz is NOT involved, they are just suspicious at that fact.
-If my story is not finished by the release date of the ENGLISH VERSION of volume 14 light novel, I will add on if I can, depending on the circumstances BUT I will NOT deviate the ENTIRE story to match volume 14.
-There have been no OFFICAL wars yet, except for the Elves and the Theocracy. But other than that, no nation has touched each other... at least publically... kufufu...
And I can NOT stress this enough if you are confused about the plot... DO NOT pm me or review about your confusion... just read harder, the information is there, you just skipped it. But other than the plot, if there are any other problems Review, please.