"Ainz-sama, forgive our outburst just now, we saw the bones and…"
Sebas seemed reluctant to finish the sentence and Ainz subtly chose not to press him or Demiurge further as there had been enough drama for one day.
"Well it's fine, the enemy had a slightly powerful trap in reserve but it wasn't enough to deter me from getting the item that I wanted. I trust you have subdued that strange girl."
Hearing this question, the usual sinister smirk that Demiurge wore returned to his face as he answered his master's inquiry.
"Indeed Ainz-sama, that female was a bit more trouble than we initially gave her credit for, but likewise she was no match for both Sebas and me at the same time. If anything, I am of the opinion that she will prove a far more interesting research subject. But only if it is OK with you that she is placed in my custody."
Ainz glanced at Demiurge and could detect a rare sense of excitement that Demiurge failed to conceal properly. It seemed that this creature was extremely fascinating to him that it could cause such a reaction from one of his most composed subjects.
"Hmm… fine then if you think that highly of her than I see no reason to deny you your request. But only if it is for Nazarick's sake."
"Naturally."
Ainz looked around as he took a closer look at the various treasures that lay on the ground. Even though they paled in comparison to the simplest of trinkets in Nazarick, they would still be quite useful to help sustain the Tomb's financial upkeep.
"Get some minions from Nazarick to come and collect everything in this underground place, from the treasures to the corpses; everything now belongs to Nazarick."
Demiurge and Sebas respectfully bowed and obeyed their master. Demiurge then left to carry out the various tasks he still had to do as well as restart his hybrid program. The mere thought of being given a new chance to rectify his earlier failure filled him with great joy and determination. Meanwhile, Sebas stayed next to his master who seemed to be intently staring at the dim magic crystal that was embedded in the ceiling.
"Ainz-sama, please forgive my impudence…"
Sebas hesitated to speak further as his master seemed to be in a particularly bad mood. To be honest, he hadn't seen his lord like this since Shalltear got brainwashed by the Black Scripture.
"It is fine Sebas, I was just thinking about some trivial things. Please finish saying what's on your mind."
Sebas could still feel that Ainz was still vexed and upset about something which made him hesitate whether or not he should speak as it could be quite a problem if his lord made an emotional decision but he chose to speak anyway as it was hardly conceivable that the cunning Ainz would be rash.
"Yes Ainz-sama, it's about the humans still in the city on the surface. What do you think that we should do about them?"
Ainz's thoughts wandered as he thought back on everything that had happened. All due to these humans' abuse of a World Class Item was he forced to kill one of his subordinates. Initially, he expected that it had been a player from YGGDRASIL but now found out that it was just a bunch of humans' arrogance that had caused him such grief and misery. When he thought back on all of this, an indescribable feeling swelled up within him. It was incomparable to simple rage but ran far deeper. At this moment, even his passive could not calm him down enough for the essence of this feeling to disappear.
"Sebas, gather all available guardians, the humans from the empire, the Pleiades and that idiot Lycan outside the city on the hill where we subdued the Black Scripture. I will show this nation what it means to soil the Name of Ainz Ooal Gown."
A dark tone was hidden in those words that made even Sebas slightly uneasy but nonetheless he bowed as he left to carry out his master's orders. Still, he could not help but shudder in horror as he thought about what his master had in store for the humans still hiding in the city.
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Many kilometers Northwest of the Slane Theocracy's capital was what was known as the Wilderness. In this place, as much as the Sunlight Scripture and the Black Scripture had tried they could not eradicate the various clans of demi-humans and monsters that lived in these forests and mountains.
The trek through this area was one that even mithril adventurers dared not undertake without weeks or sometimes months of preparations. No roads to speak of existed in this place and thus obstructed what lay beyond.
If one kept travelling westwards for a long enough time, one might find that beyond this deathtrap lay an even more astounding spectacle.
The Great Wall of Roble.
The national border of the holy kingdom of Roble, marked by the legendary wall that they had constructed to separate themselves from the dangers that lay on the other side.
This kingdom, unlike Re-Estize and the Empire, preferred to stay away from both monsters and other human nations as it enjoyed an extremely isolationist lifestyle as a national policy. Like the Slane Theocracy, it still prayed to the original Six Great Gods instead of the four that the Empire and Re-Estize prayed to. Thus earning it the title of 'holy' kingdom. The church of the Six Gods was not split here like in the Slane Theocracy, but instead led by just one head priest who preached the words and values of the Six Gods as one.
This great nation once had ties with the Slane Theocracy, but due to limited communication and such a difficult terrain between them, it had cut those ties decades ago. Now it lived in harmony away from the worldly affairs and troubles on the other side of the wall as it traded only by ship and lived a sated life sustained by bountiful resources that the sea provided to it.
Off the coast of this great nation lay a small island no larger than a mid-sized human town. On this island only stood one stone castle with various giant statues of men and women encircling the structure as if to protect it from any trespassers who may try to invade this sacred ground.
This place was the ancestral crypt of the Roble royal family that had been built over four hundred years ago where the dead kings and queens were buried.
Only the royal family was allowed to set foot upon this land, and even then it was strictly when they had to carry the coffin of their deceased ruler to its final resting place.
Inside the crypt were numerous coffins each carved with magic symbols that were meant to make the soul of the deceased pass on peacefully. After all, an undead king coming back from the grave would be enough cause to send the entire nation into maddening grief. Most of these kings and queens had now turned to nothing more than skeletons as their corpses lay peacefully and unmoving as time went by.
And yet…
Beneath this sacred and calm place was another cave. Deep beneath the crypt in a place that was unreachable unless you forcibly dug down for at least a dozen meters. This place had no entrance or light and not a single sound could be heard. And yet this cave did not exist here naturally. If the crypt above was four hundred years old, then this cave was only half that.
In the cave's center was a mysterious object that likewise had only been here for two hundred years.
A dark Indigo crystal the size of a person stood in this cave. The dust had already covered it with many layers as its resplendence was nowhere to be found and in this darkness could easily be mistaken for just some large rock.
But it was on this day that something extraordinary happened.
"… I sense…"
An archaic voice rang out from within the crystal and yet at the same time it sounded like a person that only now had begun to awaken from his slumber.
"… I sense the light in the east… it has been swallowed by darkness!"