Chapter 3: Scouting the Area
Written Y.H.A
Disclaimer: I do not own overlord or any related element you may or may not see. Those belong to their respective owner
AN: first and second chapter have weird and wrong word that slip my editing, due I doing it in the middle of the night. It should be fine in this chapter, but to clear up confusion is actually seraphim= servant of paradise, Luthor=Luther. There might be more word I got wrong so please tell me about it if you notice it.
Thought
[Spell]
"Speak"
Moment after Luther left
The admirals still kneel in silence, still trying to cope with Luther [dread mist]. They stay there for a moment before Lumia broke the silence "oy, I know she powerful, we know she powerful, but that is … wow" Lumia say with awe in her voice. It's not every day that grand admiral show the fraction of her power.
"That the power of our creator, our god" say Richard, his gravelly voice full of devotion and adoration. In normal situation it maybe fear, but this is Richard, and Richard is anything but normal "we must compel her will to us at any cost. Ahh this servant will serve your will, grand admiral Luther" his kneeling position change into deep bowing position.
"Richard you a creep" say Mirai, she have her mind under control at the time but she could deny that her body fear her, as her soul fear her too. The reason she could remain in control of her mind because her creator bestowed her with ability to control the mind of other as well her own. But her body doesn't have it, so without her ability she will be scare to the death, or second death. "Also please raise up like the other, it creepy you keep bowing to an empty throne"
Richard only chuckle as it stood from it bowing position "dear sister, why you not join me? It clear that grand admiral is our god, our mother, our-"
Before Richard could continue Ricardo smack it head with his transformed crap hand. "That enough brother, we don't need your obsession right now"
"But you will need it someday, will you?"
"Sure" Ricardo say dismissingly while transform his hand back to normal, he not show it but grand admiral power is terrify him. He don't know where he should happy or scare to be created to serve such being, either way he ready to died again and again if that what grand admiral want. But then again so everyone here created to serve the grand admiral and the admiralty board, they all already know it.
"But when you say you going to ma-"crux begin only to cut off by Mirai hand grabbing her shoulder before roughly turn to face her. The other admirals except of Richard and Listmen tense, even the slime bubbly tense for a moment before back to its flowing way.
"What are you talking about sister? We totally have plan that involve Richard 'devotion', do you remember?" Maria say a little too expressed to crux neutral face, which she only dumbly nod "good that remember it, dear sister"
"hmm I don't know if I should praise you or hit you right now, but either way I off to my fleet now" Richard say in cherry voice before teleport out again, the admirals release relive sigh. You don't want to challenge Richard weird cult way unless you want to disappear and reappear utterly broken.
"That a close call crux, you should better watch your tongue next time because we can't be every ware at the same time" Ricardo say in serious tone and Mirai, Lumia and even bubbly nod their head. Crux only could tilt her head confusingly and wonder are she being left out on some grand scheme or plan.
"Why you all act like this could spell doom on the fleets?"
"Well, it will not spell doom to the fleets, but it will make our lives a living hell" answer Mirai truthfully.
"How that even possible? We literally live on fleets make up of countless undead, horror, monster and literal living sentient ships make out of despair and dark magic. How on seven seas could make it worse?" ask crux honestly. She being made to be literally the straight man of the bunch by Tridentred, so you could expect some brutal honesty and blatant disregard for situation on her. Heck, even the admirals dint know if she have emotion or not.
"You better not now it crux, you better not know it" say Lumia mysteriously, which seen aggravated crux slightly. Before the banter could continue Listmen interrupt them with a polite cough.
"if we all done discussing thing unknown to me, which in this case I don't mind considering who the subject is, we have our order to do, so if you please I have job for you all" the overly polite reply of Listmen seem to aggravated Lumia. She was created to be literally the lazy of the bunch, she do thing with maximum efficiency and speed so that she could avoid Listmen critical eyes and just quickly be done with it and lazing around all day, all week, all year, all eternity. The admirals sometime wonder why she a dragonoid and not just sloth demon.
And the thing she hated more than worked is people assigned work to her.
"NO, nope, hell NO, I already give my best on steering the junk that is my fleet, I will not do THIS" she shout to Listmen who calmly stand the barrage.
"You don't have a choice Lumia, if you not do this I cut your supply of your 'snack' in 75%" Listmen say calmly on front of Lumia horrified face.
"You won't"
"I will, so do your job properly. So, I will distribute each assignment to best of your ability to scout the area directly to your fleet, so when you get back you could instantly do it" with that he teleport out. Listmen created to be literal definition of workaholic by Tridentred, he will do any order with utmost efficiency, urgency and speed that even make Lumia bleach out. He is the driving force behind the admirals either by words or whips. His emotion is could put into 'job done, happy. Job fail depress' and other emotion could found on the 'job level' (which the admiral refer to Listmen bordering obsession with good job), this attitude simply drive Lumia crazy due to he always found flaw on Lumia performance and assigned new additional order on her as punishment. The drive to lazing around is the one who drive Lumia to active perfection on her performance, even then he still find flaw on her performance. That is simply maddening to her.
"That little, fucking, bastard, motherfucker..." Lumia trailing curse cut short as she too teleport out.
"Well that is quite the show, I think I will be going now, take care little sisters and bubbly" Ricardo say before he teleport out leaving Mirai, crux and bubbly. Bubbly release few bubble from its thick green slime before teleport out following Ricardo.
"These will be our undone, believe me" say Mirai before she too teleport out. Seeing there no purpose here, crux too teleport out.
3 days later
On the road head north from the deth fleets current location, spot a caravan with 3 carriage all carrying some sort of goods, either porcelain or jewelry. The caravan all is pull by black horse and being drive by deckhand disguise as normal living human being. In front of the caravan, riding white horse is Mirai.
She wear zip up leather jacket with white shirt under it, she also wear blue cargo short with brown boot. She let her hair fall, without her tricorn hat her hair go down past her shoulder and that her blue hair is disguise as green. Mirai been assigned task of finding out civilization by following the road, disguise as traveling merchant with goods from the fleets' storage that is not rotten or curse or both.
Mirai let out a tired sight, it's been just 2 day out here and she already miss her flagship on the 9th fleet. She been chose to carry this assignment by Listmen due to her being the most 'normal' of their little group. She not like it at all it's not like the other are better at doing this kind of task yes she know why she being chose, but that doesn't mean she enjoy it well at least Listmen is not here to scowl me, again.
Because their crew status of being undead, they do not require munch rest and food, so they continue marching for 2 days straight since she left the fleet. With literal no sign of civilization, she began to complement why she not using her many, many ship from the fleets, oh wait, I can't because Listmen think this the solution for long goal, whatever the goal is.
The disguise deckhands is better than the usual deckhands due to their metal mind. They not just bunch of fumbling zombie with no brain and mind, they have mind of their own and could control their body better than the rest of deckhand, but they still deckhand and deckhand are literal bottom of the deth fleets hierarchy, being literal meat shield and fodder for some of their purpose.
"Well at least they not look like being in the bottom of ocean, and smell a lot better" mutter Mirai while continue her journey to the nearest city or village.
Meanwhile, while Mirai continue her journey on road, crux also getting out and about. She currently resting in a clearing on forest in the hill of the mountain. She could still her fleet park on the sky above the cliff with invisible spell on them. She already send many flayer on land to scout ahead and report anything they find, but she decide to jump on her mount and scout herself, Listmen already give go ahead so she off.
Most time she spent circling near the mountain and the fleets to make sure that nothing is wrong. But today she has been going far from the usual path, she being curious ever since the fleets is arrive in this new world. That is her downside, she is extremely curious about anything she do not know, but her also very, very quiet. Her quietness always make her almost invisible, if the other word could be trusted.
Now she have a change to sate her curiosity (other than spying Richard, she not that desperate yet) by exploring the new world around the fleets. She been given around 2 weeks to explore by Listmen and she must report every single day to him, not that she mind at all.
Her mount and companion, an undead great eagle is resting it wings beside her. She could push on for day but her mount cannot compete with it, many of undead on the fleets cannot compete with her due to her massive stamina and endurance.
But her companion need to rest it dead muscle less it will lose it magic and turn to regular rotten meat. Many of fleets monster and construct is made by woven dark magic directly to their body. So even if their body do not require rest, their magic does.
"There, there who the good eagle, yes you are, yes you are" she said while petting the eagle head. While she is look and feel emotionless she still have emotion, even if they are rare to show themselves. The eagle squawk happily before rubbing it bald head against crux face "hey come on big boy get some rest, we have long days ahead of us" she smile while petting it.
She then stare up at the sky, more especially the deth fleets' park on the cliff. With rising full moon on the back ground and the glitters of star in the background really make the scene quite beautiful, even if the context is somewhat horrible to the normal, living creature. Luckily she neither normal nor living.
While crux rest peacefully under the sky, on the fleets main flagships is not so much. Luther is feeling quite thirsty for the past week, now that is usually normal for her but then again she not a super strong immortal vampire fleets grand admiral. So when she feeling thirsty she know what kind of thirst she have.
She will dreaded this moment yet she feel nothing, this is like she doing this for her entire life, or unlife. Right now she in her room with a bottle of blood in front of her after ordering some lieutenant to get it for her, she do not trust the deckhands, according to the lore deckhands are literal definition of shit unit.
She already pour herself a glass on front of her, but she still hesitant. Not because her feeling but rather on how easy it is for her to just, drink it. No feeling, no hesitant, nothing this is what keep her from drinking it, the lack of feeling on the subject.
"Come on, gather yourself Luther, you now an immortal first blood vampire, just drink it" she said loudly to herself. Luckily her room is sound proofed by countless charm she cast on it, dint want the admirals or anyone for that matter found her screaming, least they ask what happen and all is going down under at that point.
*sigh* no point pondering it she pick up the glass and watch as the blood swirl on gently on the slightest disturbed if I remember correctly this should be high quality blood, I don't want to know how we keep it fresh on the ship that have no refrigerator she hesitant for a moment before brace herself and drink it in one go.
The taste is… not bad, then again am vampire, I literally made to drink this Luther put the glass down and began thinking. Now that the situation is calming down, time to think about the future. I already know that we on another world but what we should do about it? Sacking and raiding like in the game? Forge an empire? Explore?
So many possibility and so little time… wait am immortal, I literally have all time in the world as she thinking away, she dint realize it but world around began to slow down. As the first blood vampire, her mental and thinking capacities is dramatically increase and as she utilize it her perception of time began to slow down as her mind process information way, way faster.
But it still left the question on this world creatures and magic, how am supposed to interact with them? How strong they are? How many they are? Is there anyone else from my world get send to same situation as me?
Meanwhile 2 persons suddenly have feeling they are being mentioned someway
So many question and so little answer, hmm this could prove problematic but I pretty sure Listmen already take care of it. Now on next step, what sho- wait, hold on, something wrong… how in seven seas I thing like THAT. Am pretty sure my brain is plying the same trick it did when I first meet Listmen but holy hell I think fast.
This time as she ponder on how her mind handle that amount of information on short notice she realize time is slow down around her, this is indicate when she see a water drip from the ceiling slowly falling down, on front of her. As her mind began to slow down due to shock, time began to resume it normal speed and the drip falling down almost instantly. That is fucking cool if it not super weird, how in hell I… it my mind isn't it, damn I know time is relative to information process on your brain but to making slow, wow as she notice it she also notice something else how in hell I manage to connect this dot and form theories in my head mare nanosecond after I see it, oh yeah super vampire thing.
As she ponder away on her room she glance to clock on her wall and notice that it only being 5 minute since she drink the blood wow, I think fast as that revelation she only shock her head and take the bottle and just stuff it on her cupboard beside her bed. She decide that all the brain storming is enough for today and just throw herself to the bed and just cast [past sleep] on herself and just embrace darkness.
(9Liiiiiiiineeeeee break0)
Few days later
Fucking finally thought Mirai as she near a small city, not quite big as city but not quite small as village but it sign of civilization since she kill those bandit that think her caravan is easy target. She sight before she get stopped by some guard on front of city. Well, at least better than bandit.
Flashback
"you kidding me right? You should be fucking kidding me?! Are you all that stupid or just that idiot" she say while looking over bandits that surround her and her caravans, she has been on the road for the past couple of days without any notable event and she now pretty sure that her location is outside the fleets scouting perimeter.
But that apparently didn't stop bandit to ruin the calm moment she have. One time she enjoying the day the next a group bandit trying to rob her, in broad daylight, in the middle of road. Suffice to say her opinion of this bandit group is very low, and her opinion of this world human take a dive down.
"Shut up lady, now how about you all surrender your stuff or we make you" one bandit say in extreme confident tone that drip with cockiness. Mirai only pitch her nose bridge and wonder if they worth the effort of, she decide they do not. Wordlessly she lift her arm and cast "[maximize magic, soul bound]".
Immediately the ground beneath the bandits glow for a moment before tendril of pure darkness rose from it and pierce the bandit in the heart, there who tried to run but get stabbed nonetheless, there also who tried to fight them but with normal, low quality weapons, it's like fighting kraken with only a pebble.
All happen in span of few minute before the area back to normal, but with bandit's body lying around it, soul bound do not injure the opponents physically but rather directed toward their mind and souls, enveloping it with darkness before shattering it completely. Mirai is not amuse after this little display "they can't survive tier 4 spell? The hell?" ask Mirai before shock her head and turn to deckhands behind her "gather the body and dig some holes, we need to make sure no one know about this"
Flashback end
Suffice to say her opinion on the humans plummeting even deeper to sea of disappointment. The guard let them in after few banter (and bribe), the city itself not that big or impressive, few big building there few slum here and there, not a city but not a village either. The small city surround by wooden wall and man by guards wearing white armor and symbol of what she could guess yellow cross paint on their armor. Many wear one or two piece of armor, from her observation it either they are lacking supply or they only the basic guards.
Whatever the case, she immediately head toward the market section of the city. She could make out few small cross around the city as she make her way, she usually ignore it but this cross and the guard armor feel make her being uncomfortable. There only one magic that could make member of deth fleets admirals feeling like that, light or holy magic.
Great, now I must make sure no one touch or contact those magic there apparently a modest church on the middle of the city from what she could tell. While making her way Mirai attract quite few glances from the bystander and few whispering about her caravan but she just ignore it, if they think they could force her, her admiral of the 9th deth fleet, away well she could just blast the city away.
And risk Listmen and grand admiral wrath? Yeah no she arrive at the market district and ask if there and empty stool she and the rest of her 'merchant' could rent, apparently it has but she must fill some paperwork regarding it, she don't mind few paperwork is hardly a matter.
In someplace a skeleton sneeze, and wondering how a skeleton could sneeze.
When she done it and pay the upfront cost few coin from her bag and explain that those coins is family heirloom (due to it intricate design and gold quality) she now own shop in the market district and her name now in merchant list of the city (not that she want it). The first thing to do is rest, of course she and deckhands do not need rest but there will be question throw her way if they never rest. So here she are on her the back of one of the carriage writing report to the fleets.
Hmm this city is small, too small but it should suffice she finish her report and have a crow send it for her, she will not take a change with holy magic around her. Now what the new 'merchant' will sell in the morning? Hmm, how about few pottery and clothe, yeah that could work.
While she began lazing around she suddenly hit by the question, she dint know the name of the city or if it part of a country. "Hey deckhand you know the name of the city and the country? If so tell me" she ask the deckhand next to her, due to limited space she must share her carriage with other deckhands not that she complaining.
The deckhand nod and tell her "yes master, its name is Herkat and they part of the holy kingdom from what I hear"
Great, even the name is horrible, what a country we have.
"Good now 'rest' we have a long day tomorrow"
(9Liiiiiiiineeeeee break0)
"Now, what is this?" Luther ask Listmen from her 'office' room. The room is bare, with only two bookshelf full with dark tome bearing forbidden knowledge of dark arts, well according to the lore. What actually fill with Yggdrasil lore book and log she made that is too embarrassing to show on 'library' ships.
Other than bookshelf, the room contain mahogany table with purple fancy chair behind it that currently Luther sit, the room is pretty modest with green carpet that is cover by either gold sewing or red sewing that look like water vortex if you look from above. Right now she sit behind table with stacks upon stacks of paperwork presenting by Listmen.
"This, grand admiral is all the report and situation that need your attention" Listmen say while reading his clipboard.
"Yes I know it" I don't know about it "I have few questions, first how there so many of it? Second why this here? Third is it the admirals supposed to deal with this" she carefully keep her voice calm and neutral, cause she is fucking panicking on her mind. How in hell this fucker get to this world!?
"Well grand admiral to answer your question, the fleets is made up of ten of thousand ships of classes, from little sloop to mighty flagships so there a lot to take care of" well crap, I know deth fleets is big but not THAT big "and why it's here? You are the head of everything here grand admiral, so every report and situation deemed need attention will eventually reach you for final decision, if it's important enough" wait, so you say that there is MORE of this just deemed not important enough, goodness gracious what is happening down on the chain of command "and for the admirals yes they already taking this paperwork"
"What do you mean?"
"all the admirals must review what will get send to your hand so there will be not unimportant decision that get to you, all you see here is all that left from that process" Luther actually scare at that point, if there is enough paperwork get to her every day she will be back to her old life screw that, I not get send to other world just to do another paperwork.
"Listmen?" she says with tone that practically scream OBEY MY COMMAND, but considering on what she dealing right now she practically will shout it.
"Yes grand admiral"
"I want you and Richard to design more efficient, effective and reliable inter-fleets communication, command structure, fleets hierarchy, and administration. Now" she practically say it with desperation but end up with murderous tone, she will not surprise if it is.
"Y-yes grand admiral, it shall be done"
"Then what are you still doing here?" with that Listmen teleport out. Luther grab her head with her arms and began to thinking with her super mind on how to spent her time doing literally everything other than doing her massive amount of paperwork. Eventually what feels like hours of pondering, which is actually just couple of minute, she let out a defeated sigh before grabbing the first paper from the first pile and began working on it.
"I swear to all seven seas and booty of the world, am going to have vacation from this goddamn, motherfucking paperwork" with that she grab the quill and began her work.
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