Having cocted a pn of a, Blue Rose left to begin their own preparation.

  Then, Momonga stood up from his seat, and with a wave of a hand, opened a [Gate] portal.

  “Well then, I’ll be returning to Nazarick to che that mage girl’s progress. I’m quite ied how quickly she’ll be leveling up with Sebas power leveling her with Cocytus’s [Dueling Partner] summon.”

  “Alright. See you.”

  “See you, Momonga~”

  Momonga, in his human figure, disappeared into the swirling darkness, leaving Yuuji and Aika along with Lupu.

  The werewolf/succubus maid stood at attention behind the two Supreme Beings at a medium distance. Far enough to not intrude on their privad space, but still close enough to serve at a moment’s notibsp;

  With Blue Rose gone and the room fully protected against any sort of divination and unwanted eyes or ears, she had returo being a maid of the Supreme Beings.

  And just then, Aika turowards her.

  “Lupu.”

  “Yes, Aika-sama.”

  She bowed her head as she responded with a voice filled with eagero serve yet calm and steady at the same time.

  If she were in her werewolf form, Aika would’ve seeail wagging bad forth behind her.

  “You may return to Nazarid have some rest. Go ahe rest of the maids and see how they’re handling their new found powers.”

  A fsh of disappoi for not being able to serve the two Supreme Beings she admired the most appeared within Lupu’s eyes.

  “But Aika-sama, if I were to leave, then your prote…”

  “Fufu~ We’ll be fine~ We’ll be returning to Nazarick soon as well. You go first.”

  “...Very well.”

  Anate] appeared with a wave of Aika’s hand, and the disappointed maid walked through it, and disappeared from the room.

  Silence fell into the room before Aika stood up from her seat a behind her darling, who was lost in thought.

  “Whatcha’ thinking about~?”

  Her slender arms ed around his neck as she pulled him towards her, pressing her breasts against the back of his head.

  Feeling the familiar sensation, Yuuji let out a deep sigh and leaned his head back, looking up to Aika from below.

  Their lips met, and Aika let out a cute giggle before Yuuji answered.

  “I was just thinking about the pn… If it’ll go smoothly. It’s such a voluted pn with so many w parts. And the more w parts there are, the easier for things to go out of trol. After all, we ’t expect things to go exactly as we wish 100% of the time.”

  With everything they’ve done, from saving the Swords of Darkness, granting e ons beyond even the Kingdom’s armaments, preventing Shalltear’s brainwashing, assigning Sebas to Baharuth instead of Re-Estize, to using airely different pn from Demiurge’s “Jaldabaoth Incursion” in the kingdom, they’ve diverged far from the plot of Overlord that they knew.

  Although he didn’t regret the ges they’ve made, they lost the knowledge of the future. The world as they k was no lohe same as the world in the anime.

  Moreover, this was the first time Yuuji and Lelouch had e up with such a voluted pn. Although they had the help of Albedo and Demiurge, and the ey of Nazarick at their disposal, things could still go in ued ways.

  Sining into this world, his intelligend crity of mind had soared beyond normal human capabilities. But in the end, he was still humaally, with doubts aation.

  And the stakes were now higher than ever.

  “You don’t o worry that much, darling. Albedo and Demiurge are smart. And you’ve also spread out agents to hings the right dire exactly so we trol those ued things, right? Just like Shalltear’s mission to kidnap that woma Fingers department head who used the prince’s mansion the most. I’m sure she’ll “gdly” help us make sure everyone falls into our trap.”

  Yuuji closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying his beloved’s embrace, and smiled softly.

  “Yes. you’re right. I’m just overthinking.”

  Aika caressed his cheek softly as she peppered his forehead with kisses.

  “Fufu~ You should rex a bit. And maybe when Shalltear came to report, you should give her her long deserved reward.”

  “Hmm, that’s a good idea. What do you think I should give her.”

  “Hehe~ Of course, there’s only ohing she wants, darling~ It’s you~”

  “Eh?”

  Yuuji opened his eyes and saw Aika smiling widely at him.

  “Her horniness for you have been radiating ever since we first met her, darling. And I know you care for her, so why don’t you just give her what she wants? Give the biggest masochist of Nazarick a good dig! She’s an undead, so she won’t be harmed if you choke her or sm y dito her tiny pussy~”

  “Aika…”

  Yuuji blushed, but words of denial couldn’t even escape his lips, sihey were all true.

  “Hehe~ I know your taste very well, darling~ And it’s crueler to make her wait. She waited long enough. So stop lying to yourself and fuck her good~ Look, she’s already ing~”“Eh?”

  Just then, a swirling bck portal appeared within the roht before them. From it, a familiar, beautiful, petite, doll-like vampire dressed in her usual gown stepped out of the swirling vortex.

  “Greetings Yuuji-sama~ Aika-sama~”

  Shalltear Bloodfallen, the Guardian of the first through third floor of Nazarick, created not only to be the stro vanguard, but also the biggest pervert for Yuuji and him alone, appeared and greeted her beloved master and his wife with a voice filled with love and affe.

  And Yuuji felt his heart skip a beat at the sight of her.

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  The jouro E-Rantel used to be perilous, even if they were to gh the “safer” routes, for Ninya and the Swords of Darkness. And the dangers when they were traveling with regur vilgers with several rge wagons filled with wheat and goods, were magnified signifitly as bandits would often e to threaten to steal their wares and kill them.

  But, with equipment and ons granted by the savior of e, Ainz Ooal Gown, the Swords of Darkness, previously a party of Silver Ranked adventurers, were now able to repel such dangers effortlessly.

  It was a smooth trip, and they mao cover quite the distahin a few days despite stopping by vilges along the way.

  They were only three to four days away from E-Rantel, and when the sky darkehey decided to stay in a nearby vilge for the night.

  The Swords of Darkness and their party had decided to sell a bit of their wares to the vilgers. The golde, fresh fruits, vibraables, the top quality produ their wagons were sold at a market pribsp;

  They also spent liberally to stimute the ey within these small vilges, making them extremely popur amongst the vilgers.

  They were even able to befriend the daughter of the vilge head. A girl their age with long, light-brown hair, big hazelnut eyes, and a cute, youthful, i fabsp;

  “Ah, it’s already this time… Ninya-san, I’m sorry, but my father would worry if I return too te…”

  “Oh, it’s alright, Tina. You go home first. I o take care of these… idiots who still don't want to rest for the night even though we have to head out early in the m tomorrow…”

  Ninya narrowed her eyes in a mix of anger, disgust, and helplessness as she gazed at Lukrut and Dyne who were still partying with the other vilgers, king their wooden pints of ale, and ughing aloud within the small, modest inn they’re staying in.

  Lukrut had well and thhly let himself go and be dragged along by the vilgers and their festivities. While Dyne was naturally weak with alcohol a drunk after a few sips of ale the vilgers persuaded him to drink.

  “A-Ahahaha… it’s fine, Ninya-san. I’ll be okay.”

  “A-Ah! T-Tina, if you don’t mind, I take you home. It’s dangerous for you to go out alohis te at night…”

  The two girls turned and saw Peter pg down his pint of ale oable. His face was red, but he still looked more sober than Lukrut and Dyne.

  But Ninya, who was familiar with the leader of her party, khat wasn’t the entire reason why his face was red.

  “Ah, it’s fine, Peter-san. Thank you very much. My house is very near, and no one would be out this time of night. So I’ll be fihen, good night. I’ll see you off tomorrow!”

  Tina bowed, ahe inn, leaving a dumbfounded Peter and a helpless Ninya.

  “Hah… leader, you should’ve been more proactive in chatting with her. We’re only going to be here until tomorrow m.”

  “... I know. But this is the first time I’m doing this. I don’t know how to approach her.”

  “Well, you should rest soon and wake up early tomorrow. Maybe, you meet her while we’re getting ready and talk to her.”

  Ninya looked at her leader helpless, but smiled encingly heless. He was like a brother to her at this point, a sometimes reliable, but mostly dense and foolish brother.

  “I-I will. Though, you give me some tips on how to talk with girls? Tell me what’s a good versation from a girl’s perspecti-”

  Just then, they heard a loud scream, a sp, and tearful sobbing.

  “What the-?”

  Lukrut, Dyne, and the vilgers partying within the i silent immediately upon hearing the voice.

  They all became alerted and bolted out of the door, w what had happehat could cause such a scream to resound on a supposedly silent night.

  It was then that they saw a crude carriage and some armed guards in cheap leather armor.

  “You little wench! How dare you bump into me?! You filth- Oh? On sed thought… Heh, you look quite pretty. Hey, I’ll five you for your rudeness, but only if you e with me!”

  “N-Noo!!! Please! mercy!!!”

  Tinya struggled against the hold of the young man as he held onto her wrist.

  She filed around, and in a pure act, her hand scratched the side of his chubby cheeks.

  “Ow! Y-You filthy wench!!! How dare you scratch the face of your lord!”

  Nobles within this particur area were not particurly well off, being in an area b the empire and close to the Katze Pins, where wars between the Kingdom and Empire were often held. The only rger city hub within these area was the fortress city of E-Rantel.

  But, nobles were still nobles. And they could all guess from a ghat the waifish man in dirty clothing that once, in the distant past, must’ve been quite fine, was the “local lord’s son”.

  Don't get involved.

  The thought came to her as her eyes darted around her, and she khat everyohought the same when she saw nobody emerging from their homes or went to help her.

  ‘They were thinking the same thing… Just like when the Lord of my vilge took Tuare…’

  Memories of when Tuare was taken, dragged by a portly, disgusting man that lorded over the vilgers. A number of armuards with steel swords in hand.

  Her father, ying bloodied on the dirty ground o move again. Her mother, dragged away by the hair and pushed to the ground.

  The helplessness, powerlessness, trauma, nightmare, but most of all, immense regret surged forth from deep within.

  She did nothing then, wheook her dear sister away to a painless death, if lucky, or a fate of years of torture. And now… another was going to be taken away, just like she did.

  Was she going to do nothing… yet again?

  "Please! My lord, don't take her!"

  A very thin older man pleaded, he and his wife k iheir door and their hands were up and pleading. The vilge head and his wife, respected amongst the vilgers, now at the mercy of a boy half his age.

  "Show mercy! We paid our taxes didn't we?"

  "Yes, but it wasn't really enough, the least you do is obey like good dogs."

  He he girl's leg with his foot

  "Yes, dogs, and she's just a bitch."

  He ughed at his own sick joke.

  "Now e on, you!"

  The young “lord” reached doulled at the girl by her wrist, draggihrough the dust and dirt, causio yelp in pain as her skin scraped against the rocky ground.

  Then, something finally snapped in Ninya’s mind as her blood turned from ice, to a burning, raging fire.

  “Let her go!" She shouted, and the he vilgers, even Tina, froze at the unspoken disbelief that someone had said the impossible.

  The lordling looked at her, with eyes widened in shod disbelief, and excimed.

  "Excuuuuuse me! Don't you know who I am?! I'm Lord Philip, these are my nds, peasants, and therefore this is my business, not yours."

  ‘Stupid adventurers!’

  Philip cursed inwardly at the uneducated filths who didn’t even know the face of the person who ruled and owhe pces they visited.

  ‘As soon as I’m the official lord, I’ll put a tax on their passing through every single vilge in my territory and make them e pay their respects to me personally!’

  He turo his guards, disregarding the lowly peasant adventurer.

  "Take the bitd put her in the carriage! Hurry up!”

  "I said let her go, you piece of shit!"

  Ninya brought her staff up as the words of Alexander echoed in her mind, 'Proteg the people is only natural for those with the strength to do it.'

  "H-Hiii-! P-Put that one down!"

  Philip shrieked and waved a hand toward Ninya.

  "Magic arrow!"

  Ninya cast her spell, and arrows of light fshed through the air and pierced through the guard’s cheap armor.

  Her shout she rest of her friends, and the chaos drew out the uards from the other side of the carriage where they were out of sight the previous moment.

  Lit by torches, the Swords of Darkness o know only ohing. That their teammate, their friend, was in trouble.

  Lukrut nocked an arrow into his bow a go, pnting an arrht into a guard’s throat.

  Peter charged the moment Ninya cast her spell, only to be beaten by Lukrut’s arrow, and cshed with another, who clumsily waved his spear with a shout more of fear than bravery. He ducked beh the spear’s thrust, and cut the man before him in two with a ssh from his ented sword.

  Roberdyke hahe st, shoulder charging them to the ground before bringing his mace down to break his rib cage and smashing his heart with a siing ch of bone and a disgusting spt.

  Ninya ran with a cry more of hysteria than spirit to the noble, raised her staff, and smmed the young man in the fad head.

  Blood spttered as screams of pain from the lordling resouhroughout the streets.

  Holdiaff in two hands, brought it up and down on the youth’s head. Each sound of bones breaking and bloody flesh squelg resounded, only to be drowned out by her shrieks and his screams of pain.

  It wasn't until she felt a trembling body and lithe arms around her waist and pushed her back that she stopped seeing red and saw what she had done.

  The head was a caved-in wreck, the young man who identified himself as 'Philip' was very dead and beynition.

  Blood staihe ground, a pool of it gathering inside a dent the size of the bloody top of her staff.

  She breathed heavily, catg her breath from the exhaustion, adrenaline, and sheer shod fear of what she had done.

  "No more! No goddamn more!"

  Ninya shouted her rage at the ung sky.

  The vilgers looked at the dead guards and the dead lordling. Those who seemed invincible at first, now bloodied and dead.

  They bleed. They were frail. They were not Gods.

  And with the fatal wound, Tina’s father and mother approached the dead guards and picked up the fallen ons.

  Then, a battle cry resounded. A shout, born of desperation, anger, aermination, threatening to split the clouds in the sky.

  No more.

  VergsX