Olá Scrolls e Nazarins, fechando mais um arco da minha fanfic The One Who Came Back.
As consequências dos últimos acontecimentos serão sentidas, Ainz terá que lidar com isso.
Com você
Aquele que voltou
Capítulo 59: Happy Hour
A cidade de Kamy Miyako estava em ruínas; em tempo recorde, a capital da Teocracia Slane foi parcialmente derrubada. O exército real retirou-se silenciosamente ao cair da noite, Gargantua foi teletransportado de volta ao seu andar em Nazarick e os habitantes da tumba começaram a se reunir no local recentemente frequentado: o Bar.
O Nazarick Bar foi originalmente criado pela Blue Planet como um espaço privado onde os membros da guilda podiam relaxar. Porém, como tudo mais, este local sofreu mudanças imprevistas ao chegar ao Novo Mundo. Sua principal característica era que, apesar de parecer pequeno, sempre havia lugares disponíveis, independentemente de quantas pessoas estivessem.
O barman e subchefe Clavu (ou Piki, como às vezes era chamado) viu o lugar acomodar mais de trinta pessoas de vários tamanhos. Ele não tinha ideia de como isso aconteceu, mas acreditava que foi intencionalmente projetado dessa forma por seu criador.
Tudo isso foi um exemplo de como a mudança mundial afetou a Grande Tumba. Algumas linhas de descrição do Blue Planet afirmando que o lugar "seria sempre aconchegante para todos que o frequentam" magicamente fizeram o bar crescer e se expandir à medida que seu público aumentava ou diminuía se houvesse poucos clientes. Móveis adaptados a vários tamanhos e, a certa altura, apareceu até uma máquina de karaokê.
Hoje, o Bar estava particularmente lotado.
Em uma mesa estavam Mare, Aura e Antilene, que finalmente parecia ter se recuperado totalmente e agora devorava a comida mais deliciosa que já havia provado.
"OH MEU DEUS! Nhom! Nhom! Nhom! Isso é... UAU! Como se chama isso?"
"Chama-se H-hambúrguer; é a nossa comida favorita."
"Sim, nós realmente gostamos. Você deveria experimentar o milkshake."
"Milkshake, Senhora Aura?"
Antilene picked up the large cup with the substance that looked like mud, brought the straw to her mouth, and took a cautious sip. After all, she was wary of anything offered by the dark elf, but as soon as the flavor hit her tongue, she couldn't stop drinking until it was all gone.
"IT'S AMAZING! Cold and creamy... and this flavor!? I've never tasted anything like it."
"This one is called chocolate; try the vanilla one," said Aura, gesturing for Clavu to bring two more. She maintained her smile, imagining how many milkshakes it would take to make the half-elf double in size, maybe that would make her brother less interested.
At another table more towards the center was Renner. She waited for her "puppy" to arrive. The training with Lord Cocytus had worked wonders on his appearance. She would love him regardless, but having a highly defined body seemed like a bonus.
As she lost herself in her thoughts, she didn't even notice the three figures entering: Evil Lord Greed, Evil Lord Envy, and Evil Lord Wrath. Two of them headed to an area with a piano on a small stage, but one stood in front of Renner.
It took a few seconds for the former princess to realize that she was being stared at by Wrath. He had reduced his size to enter the bar without disturbing others, but even so, he was still intimidating.
"H-Hello, good evening, can I help you?"
"So you're the one who likes to pretend to be someone else," he said.
Renner didn't know how to react; 'was he questioning her? Because she had been human, was she considered a fraud? A false demon?'
"I-I don't understand..."
"You like being someone you're not," he said, grabbing a chair and spinning it around, sitting on it backward. "I do too! You know, I was Jaldabaoth once!"
'Pretending to be someone else, acting, he's talking about acting!' - "Y-yes, I like acting; I think I always have. I played the role of a princess in Re-Estize."
"I heard about that, but I think your other role caught more attention."
"Other role?"
"The human one; it's not so simple for us demons to act as foolishly as humans do. You lived that for years, a considerable feat."
"Do you really think so? I always imagined myself different from other people. I think that might have helped me."
"Of course, as Lord Demiurge defined it, 'A heteromorphic soul in a human body.'"
"Do you think I've always been a demon?"
"Absolutely yes; otherwise, our master wouldn't have given you the gift of a new body or let you live here."
"You don't know how much those words make me happy, and you? I heard you played a crucial role in the Holy Kingdom."
"Ah! It was truly an honor. For months, I continued to play an extremely convincing role as the Demon King. The first battle against Lord Ainz was particularly challenging. Imagine fighting against your own master. All my instincts told me to kneel and die. In the end, everything worked out, but unfortunately, in the last scene, Lord Ainz insisted that a stunt double replace me. I would have been more than honored to die by your hands, but our lord said I was indispensable for future plans," said the demon with great pride.
"So Jaldabaoth might return?"
"Probably, a encore is never ruled out."
"And what have you been doing lately?"
"I'm playing the role of a lesser Demon King in the Training Dungeon, but unfortunately, no one has reached there yet, besides our lord, Lord Pandora, and Narberal Gamma, of course. So, unfortunately, I couldn't even deliver my 'Great Evil Speech.' It's frustrating."
"Well, I would love to hear it someday."
"Really!?"
"Sure, we could even rehearse something if you want."
"That would be great, let's plan something."
"Yes, Ah! My boyfriend has arrived."
"Oh! Don't worry; I know the situation with young Climb. We of the tomb won't comment on anything about your past nature," murmured the demon, "So goodbye, Miss Renner, Climb, excuse me." - Lord Evil Wrath bid farewell.
"Umm, goodbye!?" - responded a confused Climb - "What were you talking about?"
"As strange as it may seem, about theater; sit, and I'll tell you. Did you know he's..."
Just a few tables away, the Pleiades were sitting. It was one of the rare occasions when they were all off duty, enjoying a drink calmly while three children ran unrestrainedly through the place.
"So, what do you think?" asked Lupusregina.
"It's almost bedtime; Lord Ainz says children need to have rules," said CZ.
"Yes, NO! Yes, I mean, but not about that. What are we going to do with them afterward? Vulpes can't go to a regular school, sorry, Yuri."
"No problem, I know what you mean; your daughter Vulpesregina and Entoma's stepdaughters are heirs to our vocations."
"Charlote and Anansi are still young, but they seem to have magical affinities."
"So, what will we do, sisters."
"There's only one possible option, dear Narberal; we'll teach them everything."
'Solution is right; we must start our own schools in Nazarick. If someone shows more predisposition in a certain area, that will be their vocation. We must teach them our arts.'
"The Art of Poison," spoke Entoma.
"The Art of the Fist," spoke Yuri.
"The Art of Magic," said Narberal.
"The Art of Assassination," said Solution.
"The Art of Weapons," spoke CZ.
"The Art of Healing," said Lupusregina.
'The Art of War.' completed Aureole through a message.
Two tables next to them were the other guardians, and Cocytus had just arrived.
"So. Shalltear. You. Have. Had. Your.
Revenge. How. Do. You. Feel?"
"Well! It was so good seeing them die."
"Really? My. Warrior. Pride. Does. Not. Find. Satisfaction. In. Defeating. Creatures. So. Weak. It. Wasn't. That. Good. For. You?"
"Yes, I mean, no? It seems like something is missing; I think it would have been better if I could have torn each one with my claws, but our lord said he has plans, so I have to be content."
"The Ten Thousand Year Plan of Ainz-Sama must encompass every facet of these events. I, as a warrior, cannot envision so many options, but our lord knows exactly what each mouse will do in this maze he created," said Demiurge with pride.
"I don't like the interventions of that human," grumbled Albedo.
"Fraulein, even the participation of Lord Wild must have already been incorporated into mein Vather's plans. Nothing escapes his perception, nothing."
"Still, I don't have to like him," spoke the succubus, downing her drink in a rather unfeminine manner.
At the counter was TW, sipping on a flashy drink with a little umbrella.
"Today seems to have an unusual turnout."
"Yes, Piki, it seems like quite a few people decided to come. Sebas is dating Tuare in the corner; there are several homunculus maids at those tables, Kyouhukou, Grant, and Ecleair with the Oni are right over there. HEY ONI!" - TW waved to the Oni Butler who enthusiastically waved back.
"I wonder if you have anything to do with this."
"Maybe. I talked to some, invited others, suggested the idea a few times, but others came on their own."
"Your influence had nothing to do with it?"
"No! I wouldn't do that; I think people realized that when I suggest something, they can benefit from the idea."
"And sometimes we ask for favors," said Neuronist joining the conversation.
"Hi Neuro, how are you? Too much work?"
"A lot, that elf king is quite tough, more than your friend, I mean in terms of ego; he cries like a little girl every time we peel him to the bones, as soon as he's healed, the arrogance returns."
"Maybe the healing restores him mentally; you should try smaller and more localized doses."
"It's a good idea. So, are you ready to fulfill our deal?"
"Of course, my guest should be arrrriiiiving... now."
All eyes turned to the figure that had just entered through the door... and everyone threw themselves to the ground.
"EVERYONE KNEELS BEFORE THE PRESENCE OF OUR LORD AINZ OOAL GOWN." - Proclaimed the Supervising Guardian.
'Why are there so many people here?!' - "Ahem! Good evening, you can get up and continue... your drinks. Hello, Wild, good to see you here."
"Thank you, Lord Ainz, I was talking to Neuronist about some things."
"Ah! Neuronist Painkiller, I didn't have the chance to thank you for the services rendered; the information gathered from the Elf King is invaluable."
"I-I was just doing my job, my lord, despite the difficulty, I think there is still much to be extracted from that being."
"Is that so? Then he still has secrets; I'm sure you, being so efficient, will handle it."
"Certainly, Ainz-Sama, I'm using new prismatic metal scalpels to..." Neuronist began a long explanation about her craft.
TW and Ainz kept an interested look while discreetly trying to keep a hand on their temples.
'I thought we would talk in private.'
'If that were the case, I would have gone to your office.'
'So, it's a trap.'
'More or less, I think at this point, it would be good for you to be closer to the NPCs... look, I won't call them that anymore; they're alive now. So... being closer to the people. Also, I have an announcement later; now I wanted to talk about tomorrow.'
'Tomorrow? Ah! I imagine what it's about, the consequences, right?'
'Exactly, you know they will use the fall of the Theocracy to attack us.'
'They probably have already convened a war council. So, I think I only have one option, right?'
'Yes, to act preemptively and strike first. I think the most likely place for this council is in the City-State of Argland.'
'So, I must leave tomorrow, a battle will be fought.' - "How interesting, Neuronist. You can tell me more when I go to see the Elf King, but now I need to discuss something with Albedo, excuse me."
"At your service, Ainz-Sama. Oh my! What a man!"
"Are you that interested? You know Ainz-Sama, being undead, probably shouldn't have that kind of interest.
"Oh, he does!"
"How do you know?"
"A girl knows, just observe how he looks at the Guardian Overseer, which is a shame, I could make him happy. But what about you, Mr. Wild, our deal is fulfilled, being praised in front of everyone surpassed my desires."
"I'm happy then, but you have a somewhat sad look despite that, what's wrong?"
"Hmm, I think I realized that maybe Ainz-Sama has different tastes."
"Don't be like that, you know, I want to introduce you to someone" - TW gestured, calling someone from the other side of the hall - "Neuronist Painkiller, would you like to meet Evil Lord Wrath? Did you know he used to be…"
"Jaldabaoth, yes, I know his fame, but we never met."
"It's a pleasure to meet you; I've heard of your service, an inspiration used on the farm. Would you like something to drink?"
"Yes, thank you - she said, going to sit in the corner of the bar."
*"She's nice, but you owe me a favor, Wild"* - the demon whispered.
"No problem, I'll sing at your wedding.
...
Vários anos depois
Pule e grite agora (woo)
Pule e grite agora (woo)
Pule e grite agora (woo)
Todo mundo grite agora Todo mundo grite agora
Todo mundo, grite, grite
Grite, grite, grite, grite, grite, grite, grite...
"Aham! Senhoras e senhores, os noivos vão agora dançar a valsa de despedida antes de partirem em lua de mel. Aplausos para Evil Lord Wrath e Sra. Neuronist Painkiller Wrath!
...
De volta ao presente
"COM DESCULPA A TODOS, GOSTARIA SE POSSÍVEL DE UM MOMENTO DE SUA ATENÇÃO!" - TW falou - "Obrigado. Queria aproveitar a presença de tantos reunidos para expressar a minha gratidão. Grato pelo fim de um inimigo (Ainz assentiu), grato pelo fim de uma angústia (Shalltear desviou o olhar), grato por um novo começo (Antilene sorriu), grato por ter sido aceito por tantos (Albedo franziu a testa)" - essas palavras parecia ter significados diferentes para cada um – "e como agradecimento por tudo isso, trago uma surpresa, é uma alegria compartilhar com todos, meu aniversário. Obrigado!"
Nesse momento Clavu entra empurrando um carrinho com um bolo grande; Lordes Malignos Ganância e Inveja iniciam um "Parabéns" tocado ao piano.
Ainz não se contém e vai parabenizar o amigo.
Os gêmeos e a meio-elfa ficaram maravilhados com o enorme bolo colorido, enquanto as enteadas de Entoma e a filha de Lupusregina pulavam em volta de Clavu.
Os participantes aplaudiram e os Guardiões não pareciam particularmente incomodados, apenas Albedo não conseguiu se conter.
"Filho da puta! Ele acha que somos marionetes..." - ela disse se levantando, mas foi interrompida pela mão de Pandora em seu ombro.
" Fraulein , acalme-se, aparentemente você não vê oportunidade."
"Que oportunidade?"
"Para saber, olha, é o aniversário do Sr. Selvagem, alguém que costumava ser um Ser Supremo, isso significa que os Seres Supremos fazem aniversário, então significa..."
"Ainz-Sama faz aniversário!" - todos os Guardiões disseram ao mesmo tempo.
"Pela surpresa, parece que ninguém sabe quando meu Vather comemora, então provavelmente só há uma pessoa que pode saber quando será essa data."
"Oh não! Ele não!" - gemeu Albedo, olhando para o humano recebendo os parabéns.
...
Nota do autor
Olá a todos, aqui podemos ver que Antilene recuou e que Aura está tentando novas táticas com ela.
As Plêiades decidem iniciar suas escolas e descobrimos que as irmãs de Archer agora têm novos nomes: Charlotte e Anansi Barintacha Hierofantes, Inta deve ter escolhido os nomes enquanto visitava a biblioteca de Assurbanipal, nomes relacionados a aranhas obviamente.
Sim, casei com a Íra e o Neuro, lida com isso haha ?