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CHAPTER FORTY-NINE= Princess Aura vs. Warrior Lord Go Gin

The city was terrible, growing worse by the day. Gazef Stronoff walked with what was left of his men. They were patrolling the streets of the areas of the Re-Estize Capital. Starvation, substance dependency, crime... these were now the largest enemies of This Kingdom.

Nearly every surviving soldier that witnessed the power of The Sorcerer King that day deserted, or simply returned to the noble's land they belonged to and refused to leave those lands again. He was now part of a volunteer force that tried their best to preserve the sanity of this broken city.

The disaster at the once Katze plain, now the Katze lake... was the final straw. Even the nobles that were supporting the King turned their support to Princess Renner his nothing of a daughter. Nobody saw her rise coming but her efforts were instrumental in saving half of the city that still was functioning.

Stores remained open, under heavy paid guard. All the merchants banded together and formed a new merchants guild. Again, this was thanks to Princess Renner. As such, even in this fragile state, trade continued... just at a much-reduced rate, but still, it flowed.

People still had lives to live... the ones that could overcome the removal from paradise. Usage of Black Dust was always a problem, but even more now than ever. The forces left simply had no way of stopping contraband. So, as demand was high... so was supply. The King was all but hiding in his castle... many of the people blamed him personally for the state the Kingdom was in. Gazef looked at a woman with black around her nails and frowned.

"Sir Gazef?" A young man asked who was walking to his side.

"Sir? I am no longer a captain of you men..." Gazef reminded his man.

"Well, no... but you still lead us all the same. And it's a force of habit..." the young man said. Gazef smiled with a slight nod that he understood.

"Well, what is it then?"

"Um... Isn't that a Paladin from The Holy Kingdom?" The man pointed out two-women leaving the city gates... they were headed toward E-Rantel by the looks of it. Another soldier who had been keeping track of the odd duo ran up just as they began talking about the women.

"Sir!" The man saluted and gazef was going to protest yet again but let things be.

"Do we know why they came here?" He

"Seems like they are just passing through... on their way to..."

"The Sorcerer Kingdom..." Gazef grumbled. It was well known that Momonga saved The Holy Kingdom from a horde of Demihumans and that The Holy Queen was again facing trouble from the Elf King.

"You think they are asking for aid?" Gazef's frown deepened at that question.

"Seems... likely," he finally said. He thought for a second.

"You men continue the patrol without me..."

"Sir?"

"I'm going to catch up on some personal issues..." It was a bold-faced lie as he began to walk toward the two women. He approached them openly. As he got closer he was surprised that he recognized one of them.

"Kelart Custodio?" The brown-haired woman who was in the middle of lacing rope for better control of the horses they were preparing to mount and ride out on. She turned to suspiciously meet the one who had called out her voice.

"Yes?" She was clearly on edge until she also recognized him.

"G-Gazef Stronoff?" There was clear surprise in her voice. He smiled and waved at the pair of cute girls.

"Yes, um... and you are?" Gazef turned his attention to Neia.

"Oh, um, Squire Neia Baraja, pleased to meet you sir knight!" She bowed as was tradition but he laughed.

"Don't let the armor and sword fool you... I am no knight," Neia looked like she was upset by the way she looked at him but smiled all the same. Maybe she was upset for another reason, but why that glare? He wondered. Kelart was just looking at him expectantly. He suddenly realized he had not thought up a cover story... so he just asked his point.

"Um... Would you... be on a mission to seek aid from The Sorcerer King?" He asked his question as firm as it was blunt. Kelart furrowed her brow.

"...Unfortunately, yes," She let her true feelings show.

"Unfortunately?" Gazef decided to pry. Kelart looked at Neia.

"Squire Baraja, please leave us..." Gazef was surprised she didn't bother thinking up an excuse but Neia obediently walked away from the group where she would be out of earshot.

"In all honesty, I question my Queens decision in this... I do not think The Sorcerer King is looking out for our best interests, only his own..." She spoke in a low tone so she could speak with her true opinions.

"You are very candid with your feelings my lady... even if you are not alone in those thoughts." Gazef nodded to her.

"I know your... relationship with him, there is no way you would trust someone who…"

"...Has such a penchant for mass slaughter?" Kelart looked at him in a way that said "exactly".

"As you know... I was there during "creation day"... that's what we are officially calling it now..." Gazef snorted, thinking back to the giant golem that literally just stepped on their army like a kid crushing ants... but the freshwater lake seems to be all everyone talks about...

"Yes... I figured as much, what about the rest of the Kingdom? What's the floating opinion of him?" Kelart asked curiously. Gazef gave her question some real thought.

"Well... You certainly won't find any fans of his here, all save but one..." She tilted her head in question at his tone.

"The Golden Princess... people don't know this but almost all the aid we receive... comes directly from E-Rantel," He said in a low voice.

"E-Rantel? Then that means..."

"Yes... That the Sorcerer Kingdom is funding our recovery efforts through her. She is reaping all the gratitude as she now seems like the only competent member left standing of the Royal Family."

"The last? But prince Zanac is still... alive yes?"

"I suppose... Soon as things got really bad he fled the Kingdom, I heard he's working under Emperor Jircniv in some way..."

"An incompetent king, a cowardly dead and the other is a traitor... then she comes along and brings tons of relief... no one questioned, or cared how she came by this relief of hers... but it saved the kingdom from complete collapse at least." As he spoke her eyes drifted to something he had on his back, something long but wrapped uptight as to not be able to see what it was. Yet most knew what it was.

"So... you never returned the holy treasures then?" Kelart whispered, figuring it was his legendary blade he kept hidden.

"Well... even when the king announced I should keep them the nobles did not agree..."

"Oh... then what happened?"

"I simply said... 'bring me one among you who can take them from me, and you will have them!'... or something like that..." he laughed at his own overacting at the time, but he was making a point. Then he suddenly became serious.

"Look... maybe you don't leave for E-Rantel today? There is someone else I think you should talk to if you... really dislike the direction this world is taking..." he said it in a certain way that she would understand. Kelart thought for a moment and decided it couldn't hurt.

"SQUIRE BARAJA!" She called out suddenly to Neia, who ran over with that same dirty look... no wonder Kelart was so hard on this one.

"Return to the INN and tell them we will be using the room another night." Neia looked at her in confusion.

"But..."

"Is there a problem Squire?" Neia looked away.

"N-no my lady, I will go now..." Neia said and left them to do as told. Unknown to the warrior and paladin, Neia keen hearing allowed her to pick up much of their conversation... and she did not care for it.

"Oh, did you forget something?" the stupid-looking man at the desk asked when Neia walked into the building again. Neia came the counter and produced more currency.

"Um, we actually will be taking that room again..." the man smiled as he quickly took her money.

"Very good! It is still being cleaned but it should be ready for use very soon," Neia nodded and left to get some food, there was a food cart that seemed to be serving marm bread...

"Mmm it's good..." she said to herself but worry crept in her mind. It almost sounded like Kelart and that man, the once hero of humanity, Gazef were planning something... unfitting. She frowned and took another bite.

"Oh... is the bread not good? I can give you another!" The cart seller said as he looked at her facial expression. Neia smiled and waved.

"N-no... I was just thinking about something... your bread is the best, thank you!" He smiled then returned his attention to another customer.

Neia thought about what she could do... surely she did not plan to sabotage the request? She wondered who Kelart would be meeting... she would be sure to report all this to the Queen if Kelart did not... too many suspicious things. Neia finally was allowed entrance to her room. She unpacked and returned to look for Kelart who was not waiting for her anywhere.

It was a couple of hours before Kelart returned. She did not say so much as a word as to where she had been.

"So..." Neia began but was cut off.

"Make sure you rest up, we will be leaving early to make up for time lost," Kelart said matter of factly and began disrobing. The two turned in for the night and woke up early to begin their journey.

They were getting to the exit the next morning when Neia had a suspicion they were being followed. But she could be just paranoid as there were people on the road... more so now that they were heading out of The capital city and heading E-Rantel.

"Traffic is picking up, should we get ahead of it?" Neia asked Kelart. She shook her head.

"No need, we'll still make it in time…" Neia thought that answer odd given her usual push for time but relished the thought of leisurely trotting on the horse… her bottom would be happy about that at any rate.

"If you say so…" She muttered as she kept a slow pace. They traveled the remainder of the way without any problems.

E-Rantel… the largest occupied territory of the recently recognized Sorcerous Kingdom. Neia looked around in awe at the undead doing road work outside the city. They had informed the guard at the gate of their intentions and were directed to a waiting area where they were informed of very strict rules and had their weapons temporarily held.

"Here you go…" Kelart turned over her weapons immediately, to Neia's surprise… but then again Kelart was a proficient magic caster…

"Um, here you go… please be careful with it, it was my fathers…" Neia said as she relinquished the large bow to the pair of human guards. They gave her a sympathetic nod and seemed to hold all their great with respect as they took them away.

"So… will we really be granted an audience with "The Sorcerer King" so easily?" Kelart asked a soldier who was keeping them company in the waiting room. The guard offered them no response but a small shrug.

Momonga sat with a smile on his Dark Elf face. The man who sat across from him looked stunned.

"You… The King of The Sorcerer Kingdom… wishes to fight in the arena?" The man had already asked this once, this seemed to be more to himself, but Momonga answered all the same.

"Well… yes, I made it clear…"

"Yes… it's just that… I'm sorry this is just so… unexpected!" the man looked at a number of papers and leafed through a booklet.

"And… Go Gin of all… um… You are aware of the restrictions of certain magics in the arena, correct?" Momonga was about to answer that he did when the door swung open and a defiant looking Aura and Albedo both walked in past the guards. Momonga was just as surprised to see them as anyone else.

"You can't order the Queen of The Sorcerer Kingdom to WAIT for her husband!" Albedo scolded the Guard that Aura simply walked past. Momonga turned surprised to see them.

"My Love!" Albedo cried happily and ran past the man and now Aura.

"What are… didn't you go to eat or…" Momonga said surprised to see two of his wives.

"Well… Lord Momonga… Albedo had this crazy notion you may be trying to fight in this lands um… "arena"." Aura said with a forced smile. Momonga had been caught and the look on his face told them she was correct.

"But… My Love! How could you think to dirty your hands with such filth!" Albedo cried. The man behind the desk looked at her and then moved away from his post a bit.

"It's just to advertise The Sorcerer Kingdom… I was thinking…"

"Let me! I shall defeat every last fighter they have to show them the glory of Naz… The Sorcerer Kingdom!" Albedo announced loudly. Immediately all eyes fell upon her, clearly pregnant belly.

"Um, Albedo… the child…" Momonga muttered to her. She frowned but quickly returned to a respectful position.

"Of course My Love, how could I think to endanger the future ruler of your great lands!" Albedo bowed, quickly subduing her own eagerness. Momonga sighed in relief but he then looked at the smiling face of Aura, who seemed to be expecting him to say something.

"Um… Aura I suppose you would like to fight in the arena?" Her smile grew and she nodded several times. Momonga thought and nodded to the man.

"Okay, change of plans then… I guess… um, my… champion here will be fighting on my behalf. The man looked at her.

"Forgive me… I know elves age slowly compared to us but… her age…"

"She had lived two of your lifetimes… and I assure you that she is a capable fighter in her own respect." Momonga said affirmatively. The man looked at her and shrugged… there was less risk for him if a… daughter? fought as opposed to the actual king… he was happier to do this.

"Okay, then I shall schedule the fight as Warrior Lord Go Gin versus um…"

"Aura Bella Fiora… oh um, Just Princess Aura for now!" She said proudly. Albedo and Momonga exchanged confused looks and both shrugged.

"O-okay… Princess… Aura." The owner put his stamp and summons a cute rabbit maid who took it and exited. Momonga still looked at Albedo unsure… in reality, he wanted to fight… but he also had trouble saying no to Aura it would seem.

A few hours later Aura stood alone in the challenger's hall… waiting for the show to start.

"I'll impress Lord Momonga and give him a good show... " Aura debated if she should just "one-shot" her opponent but decided that putting on a show would be better for her Lord and Husband to watch. She could hear the announcer hyping up the crowd for the coming match. There must have been a full house as the roar of the crowd was nearly deafening when the announcer explained the fight that they were about to witness.

"Lord Warrior Go Gin… the nearly undefeated champion of the Arena will be entertaining a fighter from our allies nation… The Sorcerer Kingdom!" At the sound of the rival nation, the roar dulled quite a bit… many had heard of what Momonga had done and were skeptical of The "dark Elf necromancer ruler". Mainly because of his order to release all dark elves that were slaves… many people found themselves having to give up their slaves with no compensation and were none too happy about that prospect.

"And his opponent the, um… Princess Aura!" The announcer said it as if it were a fighters name and not her proper title. Her gates swung open and she walked out with a huge smile on her face, waving as she walked to her starting mark. She saw her Lord Husband with Albedo in the VIP section. She wove especially had to them. Momonga stood and waved, acknowledging her, she was pleased.

Standing apart from her was a towering Troll. But his eyes spoke not of blood lust or rage but cold calculating measure. He was donned in black adamantite plate armor and wielded a likewise made club. He stood and waited for Aura to finish her greetings, but he seemed upset somehow.

"What? What's the matter?" Aura asked him directly with a shrug. He shook his head.

"I was expecting a real warrior, not some… "princess". He snorted and slammed his club in the ground upside down like a pole. Aura frowned even deeper.

"Hey… I'm not exactly happy all I get to fight is a Troll either… honestly, it seems this is the strongest thing you guys have for me, huh?"

"Hmmm… your confidence makes me think you might be a magic caster of some kind? I hope you kno…"

"Nope! Not a magic caster. I'm going to fight you in a straight up fight, no tricks." She said with a smile that made Go Gin spike shake just a bit.

"Well… It seems you are a warrior after all if your willing to fight me… But a Dark Elf like you cannot hope to beat me without magic… fair warning." he said as he lifted his club into a fighting stance. Aura took a step toward Go Gin, he seemed surprised.

"Oh? You're approaching me? Instead of backing up to use magic?"

"Yup! I can't bash that face in without getting closer, you know?" Go Gin laughed and seemed genuinely amused. He pounded his club menacing into his open palm.

"Oh ho! Then come little one." Go Gin taunted he also took a step, a sneer of victory appearing on his face. He had clearly fought many Dark Elf slaves in this arena before and it was muddling his perception.

As soon as they came in the reach of Go Gin's club Aura dashed in and threw a punch straight at his face.

"[IMPENETRABLE FORTRESS]!" He used a martial art and deflected her damage for one instant. Aura's fist glanced off his martial art and he swung with all his might at the small form of the Dark Elf girl.

HE crushed only ground, but that attack had been a feint. He knew Aura would rely on agility and speed to dodge his club, he was already swinging at where she would logically leap to, even if she was faster his warriors cunning would… He swung at only air. Even this was expected, but…

"Where is she?" He looked around him in a 360-degree motion but did not see her. He sniffed and looked above him. She was standing on the tip of his club with her arms crossed like she was bored.

"Honestly… you move so slow… and here I thought fighting you at 30% power would be enough… but you're still so slow!" She shook her head as Go Gins' eye widened in realization and then terror.

"You're… Godkin!?" Go Gin said with fear creeping up in his voice. Aura laughed and flipped off his club landing with a perfect stance a few feet from him.

"Don't rank me in with such low life forms… I was made by one of the most amazing people ever... " At her sentence, Go Gin looked up at Momonga's private box seat.

"So you are a true princess?" He took a step back and bowed to her respectfully.

"I am sorry… I thought the title of Princess was a stage title… I didn't know…" But Aura turned away, embarrassed that she was blushing a bit.

"S-stop it… You're going to make me feel bad about bashing your head in!" She laughed and put her fists up. He readied himself with a different look and stance.

"If I get lucky and should hit you…" he looked worriedly up again at Momonga. She smiled and waved her hand.

"Don't worry, I'd be fine. Even if you hit me with that thing… I doubt I'd take a lot of damage so it's fine." Go Gin must have known her words were the truth for he dropped his club beside him and began removing his armor.

"What? Giving up?" Aura asked shook, but he shook his massive head.

"No, I am just abandoning useless things… armor and weaponry probably mean nothing against the likes of you… whatever you may be," he said as he stood in just his loincloth, boots, and gloves. He rose his fists the way a boxer would. Aura nodded that she recognized his determination to fight against something he had no hopes of beating.

"Come on then!" Aura yelled as they ducked in similar poses. He threw out a fist half the size as her whole body. Aura easily moved to the side and brushed his arm past hers in a perfect parry. She pirouetted around his entire arm and entered his space. By the time he had finished extending his arm for the jab Aura was already jumping straight up with a leaping uppercut and even spinning in the air.

"AURA UPPERCUT!" She yelled as Go Gin's head flew back, a large chunk of his jaw being shattered into nothing. The shocked gasp from the crowd made Aura smile again in satisfaction as she spun gracefully in the air, completing her attack and landing on her feet making double "V for victory" signs with both her hands.

Go Gin's body stumbled back and fell over, his face was smashed in and he was desperately waiting for his healing to undo the damage Aura had done with a single punch. And already his bone and flesh were magically healing and his face was beginning to take it's old form again. As his face needed more time to heal his body was unable to move properly and just spasmed about. She looked up at Momonga who stretched out his hand pointed down with a pleased smile. While he would like to have a chat to the troll about his training and such, he no longer fancied himself a "warrior wanna-be"... not after seeing Gazaf fight in Carne Village.

Aura nodded that she understood. She was no magic caster but she had plenty of skills that had various effects one such skill was called…

"[PURIFYING STRIKE]!" Aura leaped into the air and brought her fist into his chest, he hand was lit up with blazing fire and the strike racked the ground below him and ignited his entire body in a purifying flame. Her attack completed, Aura nimbly jumped to the side of the burning mass of flesh. The crowd was stunned at how easily he'd been defeated. A few clapped and then others joined… soon many in attendance were applauding her incredible defeat of their once beloved champion.

Aura gave several exaggerated bows to the four corners of the circle she stood in the center of. But their claps all but suddenly stopped and Aura sensed Momonga behind her. He was standing next to her with a satisfied look and raising his hand to the audience. Aura caught a glimpse of something in his other hand that he hid in his black and purple cloak. The audience soon became deathly silent in anticipation as to what Momonga would say.

"This Warrior Lord Go Gin was a brave fighter and an honorable one… and we did not come here to bring death to your nation so… and Ainz silently cast a strong resurrection spell. In the back of his mind, he worried how stupid he would look if Go Gin were to refuse the spell for some reason. But his fears were unfounded as the burnt and very dead coarse of Go Gin suddenly healed, head and all much faster than any Troll healing could do. Then the healed body began to stir.

"Ugh… huh? What?" Go Gin looked around with confusion. His Giant yellow eyes suddenly narrowed in on Momonga and Aura. he seemed to have many questions but was still too drained from the spell to think properly. His stamina was fine, unlike most that were brought back, yet his mind was still foggy.

"Don't worry Go Gin… I killed you, but my Lord Momonga has deemed you worthy to bring back! You really should be grateful!" She said waving her finger in front of her face with a snickering laugh. Momonga nodded that she was telling the truth.

"This was a fight to show the power of The Sorcerer Kingdom…" And Momonga finished a short speech he had prepared for his original victory. And the three would return to their carriage.

"Good job fighting in there Aura," Albedo said when they were alone with Momonga. Aura bowed politely at her compliment and waited for her Lord's input about her fight.

In the giant castle palace of the Baharuth Empire. Emperor Jircniv sat wide-eyed at the news that his men had just rushed to him.

"That elf girl easily killed Go Gin… that was no surprise… but the fact that she and Momonga had come into his territories for no real reason other than to flex how strong their nation seemed a bit cru…

"No… he must have another reason… one I am too dull to grasp!" Jircniv cursed his own stupidity for not being able to see the true meaning of Momonag's visit… but such was the gap between the smart and the stupid…

"What do we do My Emperor?" The aid asked, nervously awaiting his orders. Jircniv rolled his eyes and flopped back in his chair.

"Nothing… absolutely nothing…"