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I am that it took months to update this, and that is sadly a fairly short chapter. But, for those who don't know. I was writing a book! My own original work, that's why I had to focus on it. Sorry about that!
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-White Lion of the Red Keep
-Harriet Potter: The Demon Empress
-Boku No Overlord
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Chapter 62
Feeling a wave of weariness, Galadriel reluctantly rose from her bed. Ironically, it wasn't actual tiredness that plagued her but rather a profound sense of unease. She had grown utterly frustrated with lying down despite the comfort of her bed. Sleep evaded her; no matter how she positioned herself, she couldn't find a comfortable spot. It was maddening; it truly drove her crazy.
Of course, it was all thanks to her rather large belly. Galadriel had gone from having a flat and sexy abdomen to feeling like a bloated balloon. The weight made it impossible for her to see her feet or even walk properly anymore. Nobody had warned her about the troubles of being pregnant, and it was especially frustrating that her abilities no longer functioned as they should. Galadriel was left feeling vulnerable and powerless, unable to do much to alleviate her discomfort.
It was a truly awful time for her.
"And I am hungry," Galadriel mumbled, a bit annoyed, as she looked at the mirror, watching her big belly with a sigh. "I am eating for two."
With a single ring of the bell, Galadriel summoned a group of homunculus maids, who swiftly entered her room, fully prepared to serve her breakfast. Clad in a voluminous robe, Galadriel paid no mind to her exposed skin, simply plopping down onto her chair with an audible groan. Pestonya approached her, a mischievous glint in her eye, clearly amused by her lady's lack of decorum. However, it was important to understand that Galadriel had no interest in conforming to societal expectations of ladylike behaviour or elegant mannerisms.
Galadriel was pregnant, hormonal, something she didn't even know was possible in this body, and exhausted beyond belief. So, as of now, Galadriel has no intention of behaving as she usually does.
"How are you feeling, my lady?" asked Pestonya, who quickly began to scan Galadriel.
"Feeling very pregnant," replied Galadriel, taking a sniff from the breakfast before her. The cravings were as usual, and she had no trouble asking for all types of food. "Thank you, girls."
The homunculus maids beamed with joy as they observed their lady eating happily.
"Did you find anything unusual?" Galadriel inquired, observing Pestonya as she finished her examination. The dog maid nodded, her gaze fixated on her lady's belly, deep in thought. From an external perspective, her lady's pregnancy appeared to be progressing normally, considering the circumstances. However, Pestonya still sought an explanation for why her lady could not utilise her powers or why she seemed so delicate. It was a perplexing situation that baffled not only Pestonya, but everyone else as well.
"Everything is as normal, my lady. However, I still have not found the reason why your powers are… blocked," said Pestonya, causing Galadriel to hum deeply.
"I see; well, I suppose there's no more for me to do but to wait until I give birth," Galadriel stated. "How far I am?"
"Currently, you're 33 weeks in," replied Pestonya, causing Galadriel to chuckle to herself.
"I was not even a few weeks in just a few days ago. Now I am almost ready to give birth," Galadriel stated, a bit amused. "I don't know if that's a good thing or bad. For all we know, this pregnancy could end tomorrow."
Galadriel had a strong feeling that there was nothing ordinary about this situation. However, what truly worried her was not the birth itself, but rather what her child could turn out to be. The massive tomb of Nazarick didn't even register her presence fully, which made her wonder if it would view her child as just another NPC or something similar. This thought weighed heavily on Galadriel's mind.
Adding to the worries outside, in the new world, it brought Galadriel's fears to life.
Up until now, there has been a peaceful atmosphere despite the numerous ongoing operations. Galadriel, unable to engage in combat herself, has called for a temporary halt in order to prioritise Nazarick's defence. The search for the remaining dragon lords has been put on hold, but Galadriel has requested Aura, Mare, Shalltear, and Cocytus to remain on standby in case any of those dragon lords are in close proximity. The plan to uncover any other potential Players has also been abandoned, as Galadriel is aware that her own popularity could pose a threat, especially when she is defenceless.
While some of the plots were still ongoing, their priority had been minimal. However, the scheme to eliminate the Re-Estize Kingdom was progressing smoothly, as expected. But perhaps too smoothly. If Galadriel could remember correctly, Albedo had mentioned that a certain deluded noble believed he had a chance with her. The audacity, the sheer gall of this insignificant man, thinking he could win over Albedo's affection, was genuinely amusing.
Not that she was jealous, of course. Albedo's love and loyalty for her were unquestioned. Yet, Galadriel had to shiver at the idea of that man thinking he could have a chance with Albedo or, worse, her.
"We should get ready for him to do something stupid," Galadriel mumbled.
"Pardon, my lady?" Pestonya asked.
"Nothing, my dear. I am just thinking about our plans," Galadriel stated tiredly, which made Pestonya sigh deeply.
"My lady, I remind you, please do not stress yourself out about that. It could be harmful to the baby."
Galadriel snorted, but nodded as she was aware of the risks and problems currently surrounding her body.
"You're a bag of problems, dear child of mine," Galadriel whispered as she stroked her enormous belly gently. "Do we know the sex yet, Pestonya?"
"I cannot say, my lady. None of my tools or abilities allow me to know," Pestonya replied, causing Galadriel to hum.
"I wonder why my child is causing so much trouble," Galadriel whispered. "In any case, I feel dirty. I will take a bath. Keep me updated, please."
"As you wish, my lady," Pestonya said, as she watched with amusement as Galadriel tried to stand up from her chair. It appears that the all-mighty demon empress could not do it without help. Yet, the head maid could not help but wonder why her abilities did not work on her lady's child or why it appeared as if there was something protecting the womb.
Maybe she, like the rest of Nazarick, would find out soon.
Albedo happily hummed while tirelessly devoting hours to her work without ever feeling fatigued. Remarkably, she never experienced exhaustion at all. However, there was a purpose driving her relentless efforts. Albedo was resolute in ensuring that her beloved lady would remain stress-free and unburdened by administrative responsibilities in Nazarick. Albedo's motivation stemmed from her desire to shield her partner, the mother of their child, from any disturbances or anxieties related to these duties.
Furthermore, Albedo strongly believed that it was her responsibility, her duty, to ensure Galadriel's utmost comfort and happiness, especially since she was the one who had put that baby in Galadriel. Albedo's love for Galadriel was so profound that she would willingly dedicate a thousand years of uninterrupted work to bring joy and relaxation to her beloved partner. This extreme expression of love not only demonstrated Albedo's intense devotion to Galadriel but also to their child.
It was all too extreme, of course. But then again, Albedo was known for such extreme feelings.
"She looks absolutely stunning," Albedo sighed, utterly captivated by Galadriel's alluring curves. Albedo found it impossible to keep her hands off of her. However, they also had to exercise caution during their intimate moments, a bittersweet necessity that couldn't be avoided.
"I wonder if it's a boy or a girl," mumbled Albedo as she started reviewing the reports from their agents worldwide. This had been an ongoing conversation between Galadriel and her. One source claimed it was a boy, while another insisted it was a girl. However, the truth was that both of them couldn't care less about the gender of their child. They would wholeheartedly love him or her, no matter what. "Besides, I am prepared for either case! I've been making clothes for both sexes!"
Albedo giggled to herself, thinking about the dozen of clothes she had made by hand.
"We have to make sure to take photos! Yes! We have to! If I recall, Pandora's Actor told me he had a camera somewhere in the treasury," Albedo whispered, forgetting her job and focusing on how cute their baby would look while wearing the cute baby clothes.
"I can hardly wait!" exclaimed Albedo, unable to contain her excitement. She joyfully tossed the papers to the ground, not caring about their state. However, her dream-like state was abruptly shattered when she heard a cough approaching. Turning her gaze towards the door, she saw Demiurge standing there, clearly amused. He had been listening to her enthusiastic ramblings all along.
"Demiurge, spying, I see?" Albedo snapped at him, who clearly chuckled at her reaction.
"I spoke. You didn't hear me," Demiurge replied, amused. "And I thought it was going to be rude if I ended you… dream."
"I suppose I should forgive you then," Albedo replied, while coughing awkwardly, which only made Demiurge chuckle slightly. "So, what can I do for you, Demiurge?"
"The Slane Theocracy has entered a full civil war now. All the cardinals are out to protect themselves. While some appear to have entered into some sort of alliance, sides have been created, and armies have been raised."
Albedo rested her weight on the chair and focused her attention on the report regarding one of their agents. It came from the eccentric individual they had encountered during their initial days in this unfamiliar world, along with the equally bizarre sister, who seemed to have established a peculiar cult with her beloved lady as the centre of it.
"That Nigun human, right? And that priest who was the fourth seat of the Black Scripture. I thought they were already in a civil war," Albedo stated.
"Sort of. It was mostly civil unrest. But now, it's a full war that is consuming the entire nation. Not only that, but it appears that the Elf Kingdom is taking advantage of this. That king is planning something," Demiurge said as both Albedo and he began to ponder what that could be.
"What about the Roble Holy Kingdom? If I recall, they depend greatly on the Slane Theocracy for their defence," Albedo asked.
"And it showed. Right now, they are utterly devoid of any defence that would stop the army of the demi-human. It baffles me how utterly incompetent these humans are. If it wasn't for that wall, their nation would've been overrun by them," Demiurge sighed as if he were disappointed and perhaps even bored that the humans would be so inept.
"They are humans, Demiurge. You should not expect that much from them," Albedo replied with a scoff.
"I know, still, I expected a bit more…"
Albedo shook her head before again, leaning on the chair.
"It seems that the domino effect is beginning now, and with the Dragon Lords' whereabouts still unknown, we are unaware of the potential actions they could take," Albedo murmured, feeling a tinge of annoyance towards those oversized reptiles for remaining hidden. Moreover, it troubled her that the neighbouring nations surrounding her lady's empire were gradually diminishing. It wasn't anticipated, but the pace at which it was happening was too rapid.
"Indeed," Demiurge nodded. "Chaos can be quite unpredictable and entertaining. However, there is something that is troubling me. It seems that the Re-Estize Kingdom is heading in a similar direction but in a more unexpected manner." Albedo's face contorted in confusion as she glanced at him.
"Unpredicted?" Albedo asked, wondering what Demiurge could mean by that.
"Albedo, if I may. I have read some reports from that nation. It appears that there is a noble there who seems to be… a bit too pretentious with you," Demiurge remarked, causing Albedo to pretty much glare daggers at him.
"Meaning?" Albedo asked in a threatening tone of voice.
"I mean nothing by it. But this type of human can be… unpredictable."
Albedo furrowed her brow, contemplating the meaning behind Demiurge's words. A fragment of her believed she could manipulate the foolishness of a mere human. However, little did Albedo realise that human stupidity had ascended to unprecedented levels, morphing into an even more absurd form. Perhaps even Demiurge was unaware of the sheer absurdity that a human could possess, particularly when discussing this individual.
"I understand. However, this is a human we are talking about. I doubt it could pose a threat to us and our lady's plan," Albedo declared, to which Demiurge agreed.
"I know. Perhaps it's my paranoia talking," Demiurge added.
"I believe our lady would like us to take a break," Albedo chuckled, which caused Demiurge to follow her, smiling at the idea.
"Indeed. But we cannot rest, especially now," Demiurge said.
"Exactly," Albedo said, looking at the pile of papers before her. Yet, a part of Albedo couldn't help but laugh at the idea that the human in question could do something so stupid that it would take them by surprise. "What could a human do?"
Albedo scoffed before returning to her work.
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