Here is the next chapter! Sorry for taking a long time, I was busy with other stuff!

Now, I will return From Thedas to Westeros, after that, I will update Boku No Overlord!

And another thing, since the name of some of the dragon's lords are still unknown, besides Cure Elim. I will just call them, Dragon Lords.

See you guys soon! I will go back to work!

Kisses to all of you! (No-homo)

Chapter 43

The sound of tiredness and desperation could be mistaken easily by anger and arrogance, for the dragon lord who lay on his throne seemed to think hard about what took place not too long ago. He exhaled, thinking of what could he do now. The biggest threat to the world has arrived, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. At the very least, not alone. Tsaindorcus, the Platinum Dragon Lord felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. Nothing could be more important than him saving the world.

Only he knew what was best for the world.

No one else understood how vital it was for the dragon lords to guide the races of the world. They knew best; it was clear as day for Tsaindorcus, that only him, could do it.

Regardless, he won't give up so easily. Never.

The world was under his protection, that's why he would never surrender. Not even at the face of Armageddon. The Ancient One was powerful, yes. But she must be weak against something. There must be a way to defeat her. However, there were more things to worry about too.

The Ancient One, Galadriel Melkor, was powerful. Incredibly powerful. Tsaindorcus blamed himself for his lackluster fight. He should have known better than just facing the strongest Player in existent like that. Too careless and arrogant. The worst part of it all was that he could feel as if something was missing. Like she was not going all out. There was so much he could have done better, but his ego blinded him. Still, he knew with time he could beat her, with help of course. But he would. He was the protector of the world.

She is smart too, making her more dangerous. He thought.

Tsaindorcus had to be careful now. He would think before he acts. The rest of the Dragon Lord would help him now, among all the horrors Player could bring. World Domination was one of them.

I need to warn the others. We need to work together on this. Galadriel Melkor it's the biggest threat in the world now. And alone we can't defeat her. The Dragon Lord thought.

Tsaindorcus lay on his secret base, the ruin that it was Eight Greed King's floating castle. He couldn't just face that being again. There was no armor to protect him anymore. She destroyed it. Making the next encounter much dangerous for him.

I won't have another chance, but… I have time. Tsaindorcus knew most of the Dragon Lords left, were not powerful enough to face her. Especially since she had in her arsenal, World Items. He didn't know how many, but at the very least he expected at least three. The staff, the cloak, were the ones he was sure they were World Items, but he couldn't figure out the third one. It didn't matter, since he now knows normal means won't stop her.

Then there was the Witch Queen and those twins. They were strong, and for what Tsaindorcus saw that day. The twins were above the level of 70, perhaps 80. The Dragon Lord thought he could have defeated them if he had his armor and world item easily enough. However, the Witch Queen was another thing entirely. She was powerful enough to hold her ground against him and Jaldabaoth. It was a problem for him and the world for such beings to exist.

Did the Ancient One create them? To protect her? Now that I remember, she said could still be weak after sleeping so long. If that is the case, it's a good and a bad thing. We need to defeat her before she regains her actual power! Tsaindorcus thought.

Jaldabaoth was another topic too. He escaped, and while he was quiet. Tsaindorcus knew it won't be for long.

He would have to search for his brethren. While he was sure that, the rest of the Dragon Lords currently in Argland would support him in what was to come. But he needed the help of the others.

That would be hard to do since most of them were hiding away from the mortals.

Still, he knew where two of them were at the current moment. The Brightness Dragon Lord was always close to her great-granddaughter. He always took his time to see how she was doing, Tsaindorcus would have to travel to the mountains near the Dragon Kingdom and asked for his help personally.

Tsaindorcus believed the Brightness Dragon Lord would once again fight by his side. Especially since he hated Players. And beside him, there was the other Dragon Lord. Cure Elim Los Malvar. Yet, he was the one Tsaindorcus was more concerned about.

Cure Elim was hard to deal with. After being the culprit of the downfall of four nations, he went to hiding after collecting millions of souls. So many innocents, and for what? Tsaindorcus sighed, but he knew he would need all the help he could get. Besides, Cure Elim was stronger than him. And his power would help them a great deal.

Especially against the Ancient One.

Then there was the last Dragon Lord with a World Item. But he was also the one who isolated himself from the world. The Deep Darkness Dragon Lord was lazy but powerful. Tsaindorcus wondered why he would confine himself like that. Yet, he would answer the call for help. Their enemy was too powerful and dangerous. They had to help, otherwise, Galadriel Melkor would conquer the world.

Soon we will have to fight, and if things go horribly. It may be the end for all of us. Tsaindorcus thought with a hint of sadness. Since the war to come could lead to the extinction of the Dragons Lords. A reality he was not trying to think of too much. They have lost too many of their species to Players. And they kept up coming, stronger than before. When would it end? The morning sun came up, but with no answer. And the Platinum Dragon Lord stared at the dawn, feeling dread inside of him.

Perhaps it's not too late. I will also ask Rigrit for help… Because we need heroes. He thought, as one person came to his mind. The dark armored warrior. The woman capable of defeating a powerful demon before facing Jaldabaoth. Elian, the Dark Hero.

Such a strange figure coming from nowhere. The two other girls too. There was something he felt last time. They weren't normal people. They were far too strong for normal adventurers. Could they be God-Kin? Or… Players?

Tsaindorcus remembered the kids from the Thirteen Heroes. Two of them were Players. The leader and the Black Knight, both of them, fought the evil deities with everything they got. For a time, Tsaindorcus suspected their intentions, but after knowing them better, he couldn't see anything evil inside them. They wanted to help people, to save the innocent. That's why he respected them.

Perhaps those girls were the same. Maybe they were the heroes of the new age. Only time would tell.

Among all the horrors awaiting them, he would walk the path before him with no fear. No matter what, he would win.

Tsaindorcus took his decision. Faced with the biggest threat, he would do whatever it was necessary to beat it. Dragon Lords and heroes would join and together. To defeat Galadriel Melkor, and to bring justice to everyone.

"I will not fail this time. I'm Tsaindorcus Vaision! The Platinum Dragon Lord! As long as I breathe, you will never prevail, Galadriel Melkor!"

He roared, proud and strong, repeating how dangeroous Galadriel Melkor was, over and over again. Never thinking that perhaps he already lost.

At Nazarick things were different, since the current aim for the Supreme One was how to learn to dance correctly. It embarrassed Galadriel at the beginning. But after a few tries, she was having fun, actually. The whole dancing thing was refreshing and enjoyable. Could it be because of her title as empress? Galadriel was not sure, but it was something she was not caring to think about.

Galadriel smiled as she was currently dancing with Sebas. Since he was taller than most, well, next to Cocytus and Demiurge. It was a good height for her to practices. Then there was the feeling of it. For a moment, Galadriel thought she was dancing with Touch-me, and it was beautiful and painful.

A bittersweet feeling of emptiness.

Galadriel wondered how long it would take for her to get over it. To move on and forget the love she had for him. Perhaps never, or one day or it would stay there, fading away just to come back to hurt her again.

"My lady?" Sebas asked softly, as they both danced at the tune coming from a music box left behind by Coup de grâce. Galadriel was surprised by such a thing. Her old friend was a big fan of classical music from their old world, so he left behind many music boxes with a lot of music to listen to.

There was one, in particular, fill with oldie music for Galadriel. A farewell gift from Coup de grâce. There was a lot of Galadriel's favorite music, including the entire discography of Queen. Something the Demon Empress has been enjoying with all her heart.

If only she would enjoy everything around her.

Galadriel sighed with sadness. She glanced at Sebas, softly touching his face. He looks like Touch-me, so much. The face of the Demon Empress changed as she pushed her sadness down.

"Nothing, Sebas. I was only thinking. Don't worry, thanks for helping me with this," Galadriel whispered.

"Always, my lady," Sebas replied softly.

Both of them stopped as the music ended. There were applauses, coming from the Pleiades, and the guardians there. Not all of them, since Rubedo was still in the Empire working. Yuri was here since she came for some new instruments for their mission, but the oldest of the Pleiades soon she would depart. Yuri wanted to see her lady dancing, it was a unique opportunity.

And what an opportunity it was. Their lady dance with such elegance, such grace. It was a view none would forget. Ever.

"My lady, are you alright?" Pandora's Actor asked while approaching her.

"It's alright, Pandora's Actor. Everything is alright. But it's time for us to practice more. I would like to… feel in a party. So I would like for everyone to dance as well. I need to get used to people dancing around me," Galadriel said with a smile.

"Mm, a good idea, my lady. It would serve us well, to get us used to the whole nobility thing. NOW EVERYONE FIND A PARTNER AND DANCE~!" Pandora's Actor exclaimed dramatically.

The guardians and the Pleiades there nodded and took their time to dance with each other. Some were natural dancers, others not so much.

Galadriel saw Cocytus and Narberal dancing together.

They look surprisingly cute together. Galadriel knew of their friendly relationship; they drank tea together when they have time and talk about their missions and things alike. Much like their creators, Warrior Takemikazuchi and Nishikienrai. Both of them used to do that a lot. Almost every day for a long she could remember. Both of them were always close to each other. I think they were gay; they acted very extravagantly. Galadriel thought with an amusing manner. Remembering all the times, Nishikienrai and Takemikazuchi acted flamboyant with each other. They would act like a married couple sometimes. It was hilarious to watch them quarrel too.

Perhaps such things as bromance exist, and it was something a woman could never understand.

Galadriel saw Aura looking uncomfortable dancing. She was not used to it. Solution was patient with her, helping her move around gently. And then she saw Demiurge and Yuri dancing with grace and elegance. Both of them looked incredible together. As if they made them for each other. So many ships are sailing today! Galadriel thought with a smile.

Well, there was CZ and Entoma dancing. Entoma was doing the worm move on the floor, while CZ was doing the robot dance.

Galadriel would not ask where did they learn it from.

Watching the scene before her, she could only feel happy. It was such a pure feeling of joy, knowing the NPCs were with her. That Nazarick was full of life.

It was also a sad feeling, knowing her old friends weren't there to see their creations.

Galadriel moved things around. It would do her no good if she continues acting like that. She smirked at the young elf boy who looked at her with those enormous eyes.

"Mare, do you want to dance with me?" Galadriel asked with a smile.

"What?! Me?! But-But my lady! I don't know how to dance," Mare muttered, embarrassed by it, but the blushing face was telling another history.

It horrified albedo and Shalltear since they both wanted to dance with their beloved one. Their lady looked so elegant, so beautiful, so unreal. Like the world stopped for them. Their lady was perfect, and it was a blessing to watch her dance.

"No fair~! I want to dance with my love~!" Albedo cried while biting her lips. The crocodile tears were visible, as she was craving for her lady touch.

"Well, you aren't the only one! After Mare, it's my turn!" Shalltear exclaimed smugly.

"Never! It's my turn, you flat-chested mosquito!"

"What did you call me?! You fat hairy gorilla?!"

Galadriel was enjoying the small dance with the cute elf boy. However, the screeches of both Albedo and Shalltear were annoying her.

"Shalltear, Albedo," Galadriel called them, looking at both with her golden eyes. The pair went cold as they saw their lady's eyes gazing on them.

"Dance with each other, now," the demon empress commanded before going back to her dance with a blushing Mare.

Looking down and dragging themselves to the dancefloor, both Albedo and Shalltear danced. Or try to, since they were hissing at each other, and stepping in each other legs hard. Galadriel ignored both the flat-chested mosquito and the fat hairy gorilla.

The only thing in her Galadriel mind was enjoying the dance. It was a good day.

It took a few hours for Galadriel to rest. She took a long bath and ate something. Now, she was focusing on the next stage of her plans.

To create her empire, she needed land.

So far the plans were going smoothly, although slowly. No matter, she expected as much.

The plan was to create instability in the Re-Estize Kingdom and the Baharuth Empire. First, they would control some noble families in both nations to create havoc. Rumors, bribery, and corruption. The Baharuth Empire was for the lack of a better word. The perfect guinea pig for Galadriel. Many noble families resented the young emperor for the purge and although they openly aid him. The nobles families would never forget what he did.

Some ex-noble families went into exile, others tried to fight back without success, and some others slowly fade out of existence. That was until Galadriel agents moved in. Rubedo and Yuri were in the middle of it, being the new noble families there. Publicly, Rubedo was the last heiress of a rich family from down south that came to the empire for a fresh start. But behind closed doors, they were the ones controlling some ex-noble and noble families and criminal organizations. Not that anyone knew. Both Yuri and Rubedo were superb at covering their tracks. Besides, who would believe that a young girl with only one servant would do something like that?

The whole point of the operation was to make some nobles gain more power, so they would start moving away from the Emperor's shadow. Galadriel knew the nobles would grow fat and arrogant, and they would force the young emperor to act once again. Meanwhile, some criminal organizations would become bolder and blatantly try to get a hold of the empire and create their own criminal society. Just like The Eight Fingers in the Re-Estize Kingdom. Making the empire more vulnerable for what was to come.

From what Galadriel read in the reports sent to her, some slavers were already making fortunes there. Slowly increasing their popularity, taking advantage of the lowest ex-noble families by promising them a lot of gold, if they sell one of their members to work for a period in one of the recent establishment. Galadriel knew they were brothels, but camouflage with another name. Private Clubs, they called them. The Demon Empress could almost feel a déjà vu. Those clubs were big back in her old world.

A place where someone could find anything they wanted. From drugs to any perversion one could desire. If you had the money to pay for the VIP card, that was. Those Private Clubs were slowly gaining popularity, and since the lowest and poorest families were desperate to gain back their power and standing among the most powerful noble families. They sold their children, the younger the better. The entire scene was disgusting in Galadriel's opinion.

But it worked for her since it created a private slave market. The ex-noble families were slowly gaining more gold because of it. Not only for selling their own, but because they would use their old mansions to hold those clubs. The slavers would pay rent, generating gold for them.

Galadriel smirked, she took inspiration from her old world. She saw it multiple times, and some of her old friends told their experiences too. Everyone who worked for a big company would know about the clubs. It was an open secret.

Yet, it was not her only goal.

The Re-Estize Kingdom was slowly sinking into a depression. Funnily enough, she had to do little there, since the kingdom was already a broken state in her opinion, only held by a tread. The only thing she needed was a slight push and that would be that.

Then she would spread rumors about each other. About how the Empire was the reason for the lack of food in the Kingdom, or how the Kingdom allow slavers to cross the borders to the empire. All those lies and more. A tactic that a certain country in Galadriel's old-world did a lot. To make those countries fight each other, just to arrive at the price moment to invade. To stop the bloodshed.

Galadriel would sink those countries further, and then, when those fools began their annual war, she would arrive like a savior. Then, taking the confusion and all, she would take E-Rantel as her capital, expanding from there.

That was the first stage.

"I read to many novels about spies and conspiracy theories," Galadriel thought with an amused face.

Then there were the Dragons Lords, her enemies. Galadriel was already preparing a hunting party, Shalltear, Cocytus and Mare, and Aura. Perhaps a bit overkill since the last Dragon Lord was not that strong at all, but Galadriel would not underestimate her enemies. If they were more like the ones back in Yggdrasil, they needed to be careful. But for now, she would search for any information about them. To learn more about those flying lizards. Taking that in mind, Galadriel saw the Dragon Kingdom with intense eyes. She would start her investigation there.

"For what, Demiurge told me, a dragon lord founded this nation. Mm, it's a good start," Galadriel thought deeply.

"My lady, the reports from, our agent in the Kingdom," Albedo said.

Galadriel nodded, she was so deep in thought that she forgot Albedo was standing next to her.

"Mm, let's see what does the little princess have to say," Galadriel muttered.

"My lady, I still don't like the girl. She is a human," Albedo said with a slightly annoyed tone.

"Albedo, my love. Everyone has their use, even lowly humans. That's why I kept some of them here. Like those girls, Clementine, and Ninya. Both of them will serve me well. They will soon go to the south and join in with the… That priest and will spread the word about me returning to this world. They all have usefulness, me dear, and I plan on using them," Galadriel said smiling.

"As expected from my love!" Albedo squealed in joy.

"I know, I know," Galadriel replied, holding her beloved succubus hand.

"Now we need to have everything prepare for what is coming," Galadriel said.

"Understood, my lady. The humans won't be able to do anything against you. Yet, I wonder… My lady, what do we need the kingdom nobility to attack the empire in such a manner?" Albedo asked, trying to look further into her lady mind.

"That's easy. The annual war is mostly out of pettiness than anything else. Since there is a huge lack of food, the kingdom won't be able to feed all of those hungry mouths. A war is a good way to take care of the problem in a way. But I believe the nobles use the war for other purposes. Regardless, it dosen't matter what they do. As long as they do something stupid, it will serve our purposes," Galadriel smiled.

"I see, the empire nobles even thought they are gaining more powers and influence, they will not go against the emperor yet, It's too soon, so, we will use the kingdom nobles to create the conflict for us and put the blame on both monarchs," Albedo said, putting the pieces together.

"Yes, and no… We don't care who they blame or how they react, as long as they attack each other. We need chaos, that's all," Galadriel said, thinking of the implications of a war.

"Then the princess…. Ah, I finally understand, then the dance will come, as a party of a new age of something? Or it has more to it?" Albedo looked as she was thinking deeply, Galadriel kissed the hand of Albedo. The succubus was incredibly attractive when she was thinking.

Now that Galadriel thought about it, she needed to reward Shalltear soon. And Galadriel already knows how. The poor vampire was almost depressed that she has not been called to her lady's bed. The demon empress would do it soon. Licking her lips, Galadriel was already thinking of what to do to her. That was until a Message came, knocking her mind.

"{Yes?}" Galadriel awnsered.

"{My lady, this is Yuri… We have a small… Incident, and we do not know how to proceed.}" Galadriel raised her eyebrows at that. What could that be?

"{Alright, tell me, what is the problem?}"

"{Ah, well, a girl came asking for help… Her two little sisters were sold off by her parents, and I think it was our fault. And I believe lady Rubedo could have a crush on the girl… I think.}"

"{Ah... What the fuck?}"