(This is NOT written by me. The original author is “Demiurge”. Although it is originally posted on Baidu, it has been moved to another site. The link is here. Now sit back and enjoy the tale of Enri going around the world kicking ass and taking names, all in the name of Ainz Ooal Gown!)
Chapter 1: Occupation
Enri Enmott. Once she was a simple village girl in Carne Village. Then one day, warriors from the Slane Theocracy disguised under the Empire’s banner massacred her village, all part of an assassination attempt on Gazef Stronaff, the kingdom’s famed warrior .
Yet instead of the spectre of death, Enri encountered the one who will change the fate of the world, her village, and herself——Ainz Ooal Gown!
Ainz healed her wounds, and gifted upon her the invaluable item “Horn of the Goblin General”. With it, Enri is able to summon a squad of 19 goblin warriors. As the village is short on manpower, the goblins provided much needed security and manpower.
When the village was in need of defense, Ainz once again helped them, providing stone golems that are strong and incapable of exhaustion. With their help, the village built up walls and watchtowers, which became crucial in later events.
As time goes, the goblins integrated and became an inseparable part of the village. Enri’s importance rises quickly, and she became the mayor. This event may be insignificant on a wordly scale, but Enri this is a momentous shift in her life.
After taking in goblins and ogres from the forest and reinforcing their defenses, the village successfully repelled an attack from the forst monsters. Carne Village has become more than just a village, but a bastion where different races lived in harmony.
When war broke out between the Kingdom and the Empire, Re-Etize’s first prince attacked Carne village. This proved to be a foolish endeavour. Enri’s goblin army wiped out the 5000-strong troop, while Lupusregina and the red hats killed whoever remained, including the first prince himself. Soon, rumours of “Enri the Bloody” spread all across E-Rantel.
As the goblin army has grown to in the thousands, Carne Village is no longer able to support that many goblins. So Ainz, whose Sorcerous Kingdom has taken over E-Rantel, arranged for the goblin army to enter E-Rantel. This serves two purposes: to promote inter-racial harmony; and the food and resources the kingdom prepared for the war can be a nice reward to Enri, whose loyalty the the sorcerer king never wavered. What an act of supreme benevolence!
Today, the streets of E-Rantel is filled with people. Indeed, it seems most residents of the city has came out. For what reason you ask? Today is the day the city’s administrator——the Dark Hero Momon came to greet the goblin army from the sorcerous kingdom into the city.
Right now, Momon is standing in the middle of the main road, with his assistant Nabe the Beauty at his side. The reason why the event has such a big turnout is due to Momon’s words:”I heard this army of five thousand is commanded by a human, so perhaps we can coexist peacefully.” Therefore, almost all of E-Rantel has turned out for the event.
“If the commander is a human, surely she’ll be on Sir Momon’s side. Maybe the undead soldiers will leave.”
“Hard to say. Goblins aren’t that much better than undead...”
“I don’t care. As long as the undead are gone, I’ll take even an army of slimes!”
“Shush! Here they come!”
A goblin rider is galloping forward toward the city square. Even looking from a distance, one can tell this goblin is much stronger then your average goblins. It’s armour shimmered in the sun, obviously made of good materials.
Even though the army of five thousand has not arrived, this one knight is enough to impress the city’s residents, as well as the spies from various nations mixed in the crowd——Ainz Ooal Gown commands not only powerful undead and monsters, but also powerful creatures from all races!
“Sir Momon. I, captain Alvis of the riders’ corp, represents General Enri. General Enri is on her way here, per his majesty’s orders. As planned earlier, I will be introducing the regiments entering the city. If there is any changes to schedule, please tell me now. If not, then the entry ceremony will commence at once.”
Alvis did not came down from his winged wolf, and spoke to Momon still mounted. The crowd became unruly at this sight.
“How dare a goblin treat Sir Momon so rudely!”
“Hmmph, of course lowly races would know nothing of manners. Typical!”
Momon gestures everyone to be quiet, and the murmurs die down. Right now, Momon is almost divine in the hearts of E-Rantel’s citizens: a strong and gentle man who saved the city at its worst crisis.
“E-Rantel welcomes you, Sir Alvis. I hope his majesty’s army will treat his subjects amicably.”
“Our army is indeed commanded by General Enri of the sorcerous kingdom. Of course we will protect his majesty’s subjects with our lives, so you can be at ease, Sir Momon. Now, I shall signal the main army.
Alvis took out a small horn and blew into it. Soon, loud drumbeats can be heard outside the city.
While this is happening, Yuri Alpha and Lupusregina Beta are observing the proceedings from a hidden spot. Lupusregina is here because Ainz has awarded her with a day free after completing her mission protecting Carne village. Yuri is here at her sister’s request.
“Good things are better when shared.” is what Lupusregina said.
The two had disguised themselves, so they fit right in the crowd.
“As expected of Lord Ainz. He must’ve thought of this when he encountered the girlie. Even if he never directly said it, the fact that he gave the item to her should be clear enough.”
The two conversed quietly as the event begins. Having only observed the goblin army from afar once, Yuri is filled with curiosity.
The drum rolls come closer and closer, and from the horizon the leading regiment comes into sight. Gigantic boars carried great drums and drummers——they are the one thumping on the drums. Tribal tattoos covering the drummers’ bared upper bodies. With every move, the drummers’ muscles shakes and pulsates, showing off a wild, primal force of nature that puts everyone present in awe.
“First in the line is the goblin war band, under general Enri’s command. They may be few in number, but they are responsible for coordination on the battlefield.”
After the dozen members of the war band entered the city, a death knight led them away to their camping grounds. As the drum beats fade away, they were replaced by steady footsteps and clangs of armour. The sound is, to the surprise of many present, uniform and disciplined, further impressing the crowd.
“Now entering the city is out most populous regiment: the goblin armored corp. They can easily disperse the enemy army.”
Looking over the goblin army, one onlooker was reminded of his own war-torn motherland.
(If only our army has such strengths, we could’ve easily hold off our enemies. Maybe even take back lost territories...)
(...Maybe. It’s not like we didn’t spent a fortune on arming our forces each year, and yet...)
Following the armored corp came the cavalry. A rider riding a huge white wolf lead the troop, bathed in silvery holy light. Behind him are a group of riders similar to Alvis, alongside a group that looks similar to the paladin leader, albeit riding smaller wolf mounts. Following them are the regular cavalry.
“The cavalry consists of both holy light paladins and regular cavalry corp, which I belong. The paladins are few in numbers, but their strength is formidable.”
From the mayoral manor, Ainz is watching closely at the streets. Even with a long distance between him and the procession, his super-vision allows him to see clearly.
(I was wondering why Pandora is awfully excited after I ordered him to arrange Enri’s entry. I certainly didn’t ask for a military parade!)
Ainz felt his none-existent stomach aching again.
“Albedo, what are your thoughts on...this?”
“Even though goblins are lowly races, from the perspectives of humans I must say——this is a wonderful performance. Lord Ainz must’ve already foresaw the human girl’s talent from the beginning, so wise...I was indeed a fool back then. I am so very grateful to serve you.”
“Uh...no need to be hard on yourself, Albedo. I’m simply glad you can understand my plan.”
(Already foresaw my ass! I did everything but ‘foresaw’ this! I must say, that trash item actually spawned an army of goblins. Whoever made this is a sneaky one!)
he archers came after the cavalry. They wear red cloaks and carried huge bows that seem too heavy for a human to use. Their leader’s bow is especially huge, and even a physically fit human probably can’t lift it up.
“These are the goblin long bowmen. No one they set their eyes on has ever escaped. They can take lives from even hundreds of feet away.”
The goblins behind them wore long hooded robes and carries long staffs, clearly the look of magic casters.
“I-impossible!Their magic has reached level four?!”
“Are you seeing it right, man?”
“Hell, I wish I am!”
Someone from the magician’s guild is able to appraise the goblin casters’ magic level, and caused the ruckus. Level three magic is considered strong among magic casters, since most humans cannot use magic. Those able to use high-level magic are seen as rarities. Even a grand master like Fluder can only use magic up to level six. Even these goblin casters can cast level four magic, they would be an unstoppable force in battle.
“As seen here, these are our magic casters——magic blasters and magic enhancers. They will be our enemies’ worst nightmare!”
For the citizens of E-Rantel, this is indeed a nightmare. Initially hoping this general Enri is a normal human, now they are beginning to think this Enri must be a terrifying monster like Ainz Ooal Gown——only a monster can command other monsters.
“There she is! Boy, what an outfit!”
“Of course. This outfit is the brainchild of us and all other 41 maids. It fits every requirement Lord Pandora asked for.”
Lupusregina has already caught Enri walking forward with her superior vision. Under Pandora’s plan, Enri is slotted to appear last. Sebas was put in charge of giving her an impressionable appearance. Thinking a female touch is needed, he brought in the Pleiades for help, and eventually all 41 homunculus maids pitched in to create this outfit.
The five goblins appearing from the gates steps forward in a triangular formation. The soldiers clad in red hats, iron shoes and holding war scythes are cold-blooded killers——the most elite troops in the goblin army, the Red Hats. The only reason they appeared today is to protect their mistress, general Enri.
Today, Enri ditched the village maiden dress she wore for all her life, and put on the special outfit gifted by Lupusregina——her upper body is glad in white leather armour, with the emblem of Ainz Ooal Gown sewn on the chest. A coat loosely hang over her shoulder, with the sorcerous kingdom’s emblem on its back. White trousers and brown long boots complete the whole getup.
Ainz was immediately hit with a sense of deja vu when he first saw the outfit. When he asked about it, he received this answer: “Since Lord Pandora’s outfit is designed by Lord Ainz based on military uniforms, and general Enri needs to show her might as a general of the sorcerous kingdom, we based her outfit on that of Lord Pandora’s, with a few feminine touch of course.” Ainz could only grit his teeth as his nonexistent stomach ached. It sure sucks when your dark history comes back to bite you!
“Alvis of the cavalry corp, reporting to general Enri, mam!”
“You did well, Alvis. Now you may return to your position.”
Enri got off her horse and walks toward Momon. She took off her glove, showing off her rough hands you can find on either a farmer or a seasoned warrior.
In order to make sure she put out a strong first impression, Enri has been rehearsing and practising for the event. For everyone in the army, it is a sacred duty to aid their master. But for Enri, whose status and responsibilities escalated so rapidly, it was an exhausting and stressful affair. When Ainz heard Lupusregina’s report, he found himself emphasizing with Enri.
“Welcome, General Enri.”
“Sir Momon. Apologies for having you wait this long.”
Momon removes his gauntlet and reveals his large hand. Since Momon never takes any of his armor off in public, this gesture is rare. The onlookers seem to interpret this as Momon taking extra caution around this seemingly ordinary girl, having resorted to such strict manners.
For Enri, this is the first time she is under the gaze of so many people. She isn’t feeling a single shred of pride and joy as her goblin adviser explained. The rising nervousness in her keeps repeating what she learned during the rehearsal, so she can act them out naturally.
(This is way too many people! Why did I agree to this?)
“Even if it’s a gift from Lord Ainz, I’m grateful you did so much to provide camping grounds for us.”
This is the only thing Enri spoke today with genuine feelings. Since it’s still winter, the village alone won’t be able to support 5000 people. And hunting in the forest in large scale will devastate the land and deplete precious natural resources. To Enri, being able to have a camping ground and abundant food for her army is a gift from heaven.
“Then, Nabe will handle settling your army in. Since we have a few things to discuss, could you send someone to help Nabe with the arrangement?”
“I see. Adviser, you may go with her.”
“Of course, madam. I will assist lady Nabe with whatever she requires.” the goblin adviser bowed.
“Then please follow me. Everyone is waiting for you.”
Enri follows Momon towards the Adventurer’s Guild. The thirteen red hats that are guarding Enri also began to follow them.
“It’s okay everyone. I trust sir Momon will protect me. You may head to the camping grounds as well.”
Enri made her order with a smile. She still isn’t too used to her role. After all, everyone is expecting her to act like a seasoned general; no easy task for someone who’s been a farmer girl all her life. Fortunately she had gained some experience from taking in Abu and the other exiled goblins and ogres. With a little bit of practice, she thought she put up a decent performance.
“But general。。。”
Enri shook her head before the red hat can finish, her eyes determined and forceful.
“As you wish.”
“I leave the rest to you, adviser.”
“I will not let you down, general. The army will remain mobilized.”
The goblin adviser and the thirteen red hats bowed and place their hand above their hearts, a gesture of fealty towards Enri.
“All right, now just turn around and leave...”
Enri mutters to herself as she turns to Momon. Her adviser and the red hats head off toward the camp. Meanwhile...
“Even though she looks young, it looks like all the goblins really respect her.”
“As expected of Enri the Bloody. Remember back when we first met her? I bet had Sir Momon not intervened, she would start a massacre right on the spot!”
“Indeed! Sir Momon must have realized her strengths, and therefore told us to let her through.”
“Right...I remember Miss Nabe left on her own afterwards. She must have went to investigate Enri’s powers and motives!”
“Yup, yup!”
A group of former city guards are heatedly discussing what happened that day. Lupusregina, who was nearby, also joins them. Since she is in disguise, she isn’t worried about being recognized.
“I heard from a friend from Carne Village that Enri can punch through goblins and tear ogres apart with her bare hands!”
Yuri facepalmed at Lupusregina’s words, but the other all ate it up fully.
I was convinced to watch the first two episodes of Overlord. It’s a bit shameless but some of the facial expressions are priceless, so I doodled some Shalltear.
✪I’ll still like you, I’ll still care for your well being, and I’ll talk with you.
You’re still my friend, follower, family member, and no campaign will change how I feel about you.✪
(Disclaimer: This is NOT written by me. I merely translated it into English. This is written by username 1943炸弹超爆发 and originally posted on Baidu forum’s Overlord section. The original link in Chinese can be found here. )
Chapter 15
Ninth floor of Nazarick, where the Supreme Beings once resided. The quietness in the hallways were disturbed by speedy footsteps.
“Who is this, disturbing the peace of the Supreme Being’s residence? I shall give him a scolding...”
Fifth the maid was complaining while looking over at the source of the footsteps. But as soon as she sees the slender shape, she immediately falls silent...
It was a monster wearing a military uniform. His face is completely flat. Where the eyes and mouth shall be, there are only three empty holes. Although he rarely shows himself, all off Nazarick’s servants treats him with awe. He is hurriedly walking towards Ainz’s room.
“Father! I immediately rushed over from E-Rantel as soon as I heard your summon! Are you unwell?”
The door slamming open, plus the worried voice coming straight from some soap drama, startled Ainz. Thankfully he expected all this to an extent, so he is able to maintain calm without the suppression effect.
“Ah, you’re here, Pandora’s Actor.”
Ainz motioned his own creation to sit before him.
“Here’s the thing, Pandora. You’re supposed to be the trump card, and not get involved in menial tasks, but I can’t find someone more suitable for this right now...I want you to act as replacement for a nobleman named Roswall.”
“Nobleman...”
Pandora says as he makes The Thinker’s pose.
(Should I be more clear...? I feel something weird is about to happen...)
Ainz nervously casts a look at the posing Pandora.
After a while, Pandora suddenly hits his palm, as if he had an epiphany.
“J‘ai compris, mon dieu! (I understood, my God!)”
“...What is this?”
“French, Lord Ainz. Don’t all nobles speak French?”
“Really...I think that’s how it was in Europe back in the past, but please don’t do that anymore...”
“...What about German?”
“No Germans either!”
“All-right, I suppose I’ll go back to Ja-panese!”
“...What’s with the weird voice?”
“Lord Ainz, if I can’t use other language to indicate my noble spirit, shouldn’t I try using a slow and dignified voice tone?”
(Slow and dignified...?)
Ainz stared at the bald head, and finally nodded.
(Oh well, it’s better speaking something no one can understand...)
“Right, next is your appearance...”
“I have quite the knowledge on how to look like a noble among those natives, Lord Ainz. Does this look satisfy you?”
After Pandora transforms, the fire in Ainz’s eyes intensifies. They were full of wrath...
“Pandora...”
Ainz stood up and walks towards his eggheaded “son”. Placing one hand on his shoulder, Ainz stared into Pandora’s eyes and took a deep breath...
”That’s an indian chief!”
“Eh? Re-really?”
Pandora looks unusually shock, and his voice is hesitant. Looking at hie son’s scorned expression, Ainz moved back and asks weakly:
“Can you change to something else...?”
“Understood, Lord Ainz. How about this?”
“That’s the Emperor of Japan!!!”
“...What about this?”
“That’s a Pharaoh!!!”
“...W-what about this one?”
”Isn’t that a clown?!”
Pandora raised his hands at his heavily breathing master.
“Lord, Lord Ainz...”
“That doesn’t do it! Another one!”
“My apologies, Lord Ainz...”
Pandora brings his palms together and hanged his head.
“I can only change into 45 different appearances. If this continues, I’ll have to change into the shapes of Supreme Beings...”
“Nani?!!”
Ainz’s chin dropped. His non-existent stomach is twisting and turning. If he has stomach fluid, he’d probably start puking...
“Uh, Lord Ainz, perhaps this doesn’t fit what you had in mind, but there are nobles who love dressing up...”
“Well...I suppose...”
Remembering Demiurge’s description of Roswaal, Ainz calms himself down.
“Very well, Pandora’s Actor. Use this appearance in your guise as Roswaal...after changing back, come with me to the 10th floor throne room. All the guardians should be there...”
“Yes, Lord Ainz.”
(Sigh...if it wasn’t this body, I’d be sleeping on the bed all day...)
Watching over Pandora’s determined pose, Ainz felt grateful at his undead body...
“Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown! Transport me to the 10th floor!”
Ainz gave the order, and disappeared from the room in a flash of light.
(Disclaimer: This is NOT written by me. I merely translated it into English. This is written by username 1943炸弹超爆发 and originally posted on Baidu forum’s Overlord section. The original link in Chinese can be found here. )
Chapter 14
“Welcome, Lord Ainz.”
“Lord Ainz.”
After the well-dressed demon bowed respectfully, the three woman behind him followed suit.
“...Rise, Demiurge.”
“As you wish, my lord.”
Ainz has arrived at the scene with Albedo through <Gate>. After surveying his surroundings, he sat down on the chair Demiurge prepared.
“First up is Satella. I’ve been watching you closely, and you didn’t disappoint in the slightest.”
“You overpraise me, Lord Ainz.”
Ainz nodded at the silver-haired girl to rise, and turns to Elsa.
“<Bowel Hunter>, have you obtained what I ordered you to?”
“Yes, Lord Ainz. One moment.”
After bowing, Elsa transported the boy’s corpse with the magic item known as a floating board.
“And this, Lord Ainz.”
Elsa placed a plastic bag on the boy’s body.
“This is the teenager’s belonging. I’ve already appraised it somewhat, but please take a look.”
“Hmmm...good work. You may return to your spot.”
“As you wish, Lord Ainz.”
Seeing the items inside the bag lit up Ainz’s eyes.
Cup noodles, potato chips, and a cellphone. Before Suzuki became Ainz, these things are his daily essentials.
“Lord Ainz, are these...?”
“Hoho...they bring back memories...they are items I often used in the past...”
(Often...use?)
Albedo felt a jolt of electricity went through her spines, and her hand began to edge closer to her nethers. Fortunately for Ainz, he is looking at Demiurge.
“All right, let’s leave the teenager at that for now...the experiment must be performed in Nazarick, where we can be better prepared. Now, Demiurge, you may present your intelligence report.”
“Of course, Lord Ainz.”
Demiurge took out a note pad from his breast pocket.
“According to my researches in the past few days, the people in this country worships the dragons. Other sources say it’s primary ruler is a certain ‘Platinum Dragon King’...also, there is something interesting I want to mention...”
Hundreds of Silver-haired girls were reflected in Demiurge’s diamond-shaped eyes.
“Does your name come with your birth?”
“No, it was gifted to me by Lord Ainz.”
“Really? Then I may have been overthinking...”
“Is there a problem, Demiurge?”
“Allow me to explain, Lord Ainz.”
Demiurge adjusted his glasses, before continuing on.
“In this country, there once lived a forbidden existence. Even in all the documents in this country, I can only find less than four pages worth of information...and, I suspect they were only added recently...”
“Forbidden existence...?”
“Indeed. An entity known as the Witch of Envy, capable of devouring worlds, the bringer of catastrophe...”
Answering Albedo’s question, Demiurge’s tone grew forceful as he narrates.
“Some say she wanted love. Some say she envies all living beings. Some say no one who saw her face ever lived. Some say her body will never age, decay, or die. Some say even if dragons, heroes and sages combined cannot defeat her...”
Demiurge’s words, like adrenaline, began to excite Ainz.
(If she is as strong as legends say, then there’s a high likelihood she’s a fellow player!)
“Such a powerful existence, does it have a name, Demiurge?”
“Of course, Lord Ainz.”
Demiurge’s gives a sly smile.
“In this country, there is no other name as widely known as the Witch of Envy’s. The silver-haired half-elf known as Satella...”
“......”
(SERIOUSLY? That can’t possibly be!)
“Don’t worry Lord Ainz, we haven’t attracted any attention so far!”
Puck crawled out of Satella’s hair that sat down on her head.
“Uh, that’s good...”
(That’s not what I was worried about...)
Ainz’s non-existent frow burrowed.
“Also, Lord Ainz, while I was investigating the country’s royal lineage, I made a fantastical discovery...”
Demiurge seemingly remembered something, and snapped his finger.
“The country will soon elect its monarch. During my investigation, I took the liberty of erasing a noble from this world, and acquired this...”
Grinning, Demiurge took out a badge with a dragon crest on it.
“This badge proves one’s candidacy to the throne. If one of our vassals can win this election, then Lord Ainz can peacefully take over the Alliance.”
“But wouldn’t openly killing a nobleman attract suspicion? Moreover, Demiurge, you didn’t even report this to Lord Ainz beforehand. Isn’t that inappropriate?”
“Do not worry, Albedo.”
Demiurge shook his head to the overseer and explained.
“I chose Lord Roswaal as my target for a number of reasons. Among the nobles participating in this election, this one has the smallest territory, with only one village on it. Also, he is rather eccentric and unsociable, and few people have actually seen him. Going after him is the easiest way to infiltrate.”
“So...is he the candidate?”
“Actually no, Lord Ainz.”
Demiurge answered.
“Because only a young girl can become a candidate, the actual candidate is a girl named Emilia, whom he sponsored.”
“...Did you kill her as well?”
Ainz felt non existent sweat dropping from his forehead. If his subordinate makes another mistake, he really isn’t sure how to respond...
“Actually no, Lord Ainz. I was going to erase her as well, but Shalltear seems to have taken a liking to her, so I put the girl in her charge.”
(That’s no better!)
Ainz felt fatigue falling all over him. At least the girl is still alive...
“So, Demiurge...”
Ainz massaged his non-existent stomach and stared at the demon.
“Do you have a plan?”
“Yes. First, I’d like Lord Ainz to find replacements for Emilia and Roswaal to participate in the election, also...”
Demiurge nudges the blond-haired girl forward.
“According to my information, the election can only start after there are five candidates, but the fifth candidate is still undecided...so I decided to infiltrate the election myself and sponsor this young lady. With two candidates on our side, victory is certain!”
Despite Demiurge’s passionate speech, Ainz felt no more assured...
“Are you certain this girl will give her soul to Nazarick?”
“She won’t need to promise anything to us, Lord Ainz. She’d be still her...as long as she’s with us on the big day, just like the day we revealed ourselves to the world...”
Thinking back to that day and the end results, Ainz can’t really protest any more.
“Satella, from this day your name shall be Emilia. Go forth and prepare for the election.”
“Y-yes, as you wish!” the girl hurriedly bowed.
“What about Roswaal’s replacement...?”
“I have an idea.”
Ainz answered Albedo.
(It’s gonna get busier from here...)
As if to shake off his woes, Ainz shook his head.
“Now, servants, let us return to Nazarick! More important things await us!”
Ainz stood up and entered the portal with everyone and the body in tow.
The forged steel head of characteristic form has a bronze bolster formed as a fully-modelled dragon’s head. The weapon retains its original wooden haft with an iron guard, chappe and spike finial.
(Disclaimer: This is NOT written by me. I merely translated it into English. This is written by username 1943炸弹超爆发 and originally posted on Baidu forum’s Overlord section. The original link in Chinese can be found here. )
Chapter 13
“So...this is the final stage.”
Under the dying light of dawn, Elsa was before the locked gate. The 3-meter game looks imposing, warning off any potential intruders. But for a veteran like Elsa, any foe-as long as within her understanding-can be handled easily.
“Thanks for the help, handsome.”
After giving a mocking thank-you to the flesh golem she used for directions, Elsa tossed the disemboweled young man’s corpse into a pile of hay.
“Well then...”
Knock knock...
Wiping of the blood on her hands, Elsa knocks on the warehouse’s door.
“Excuse me, is this the loot warehouse?”
“Giant rats to?”
“...Excuse me, is this the loot warehouse?”
“Hakugei to?”
“So this is the warehouse...?”
“...Noble dragons to?”
(......)
Although Elsa is still smiling, her hands are shaking. She is at her limits.
“I shall ask one more time, is this the loot warehouse?”
“Uh, passwords please...”
“Stop asking me more questions, you bastard!”
With a strong gust, the door was kicked open from outside. The girl who was at the door asking for passwords was knocked down.
“Who...who the hell are you?!”
The gigantic old man standing behind the bar looks bewildered. He took off a giant club from the wall and took up defensive positions.
“My name is...Elsa the bowel hunter.”
The beautiful woman took out a intricately designed Persian dagger, and held it up to lick it.
“Say, may I use this to slice open your bellies tonight~?”
“S-stop kiddin’ around!”
The old man growled. Raising his giant club, he charged at Elsa with incredible speed. Within seconds, Elsa is enveloped under his imposing shadow.
(Wow, impressive speed. But...)
The club smashed down on its target with a loud thud that echoes within the room. Dust envelops the room, briefly obscuring vision...
Yet, he did not feel flesh and bones bebeath the club...the giant old man looks around, panicking. But try as he might he could not see anything...until he heard slow clapping from directly behind him.
“Ara ara...I didn’t expect a giant like you to have such incredible speed, truly magnificent...”
As the dust settles, the giant finally found the woman. Despite being in front him just moments ago, she is now sitting behind the bar, taking a sip from a wineglass.
“How...”
Elsa puts down the glass and smiles at the speechless giant.
“Now you see the difference between us~”
She suddenly disappears from the giant’s view. Seconds later, a sharp pain shoots up through his club-wielding right arm.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!!”
The giant kneels down clutching his right arm. As he looks closer, he realizes his right hand is completely severed!
“You aren’t even close to my level, so before you suffer more, let me help...”
Elsa cradles the giant head and whispers gently in his ears, as the dagger went through the old man’s body.
“...Rest In Peace.”
Laying down the giant, Elsa swipes the blood off her blade and moves towards the gate.
“You’re next, little girl...eh?”
The girl is nowhere to be found.
(Did she escape...? Tch!)
Annoyed, Elsa starts biting her nails. Just then, the voice of a young man and girl can be heard by the gate. So Elsa immediately hid herself in the shadows.
Soon, a teenage boy barged in. He starts looking around while carrying some kind of lamp-like magical item. His light immediately reveals the giant’s corpse, and the teenager began to look fearful.
“Ara......I got found......”
Elsa steps out from the dark and struck the teenager’s stomach. The boy flew a few meters, before hitting the wall and crashing on the floor.
“...That’s one.”
Elsa twirls her blade and quietly moves towards the gate.
“...Subaru?”
“And that’s two. Game over.”
The blade went through the air in a graceful arc, as the girl fell to the ground. The warehouse fell silent once more.
“That teenager...that’s the one Lord Ainz ordered to kill, right? That’s surprisingly easy...”
As she says this, Elsa reaches out towards the fallen girl’s belly.
“Now, let’s indulge ourselves a little~Hehehehehe.......eh?”
Despite probing several times inside the girl’s belly, Elsa didn’t find what she’s looking for. In fact, there seems to be nothing but air inside the belly, like a balloon...
“Bwahahahaha, stop tickling me!”
The sudden laughter sends chills down Elsa’s spine. She looks down, and her gaze met a flat face with three holes on it, staring at her.
“Kyaaaaaaah, monster!”
Elsa stumbles back and fell on the floor.
The holed-face monster slow got up and dusted herself. Her face reverts back to the appearance of a girl.
“You’re...doppelgänger?”
Elsa stared in shock at the girl she just “killed”.
“Um...right, I am Satella the doppelgänger, pleased to meet you! Say, did Lord Ainz sent you?”
Realizing the girl noticed her blades, Elsa smiled.
“I see, so we’re on the same team, huh?”
The two began chatting, like old friends who haven’t met in years. Just as they are enjoying the moment, they heard a man’s voice.
“You’re putting shame to our great Lord...missing out on a little girl like that.”
A demon wearing red suit steps in, his expression stern. By his side, a young girl with a blank expression stood.
“You two, clean up the scene. I’ve received message that Lord Ainz will arrive soon.”
After the order, the demon leans towards the young girl.
(Disclaimer: This is NOT written by me. I merely translated it into English. This is written by username 1943炸弹超爆发 and originally posted on Baidu forum’s Overlord section. The original link in Chinese can be found here.
Chapter 12
“Looks like we’re here...”
The teenager walking with Satella lets out a joyous cry, and points to the road ahead.
Dilapidated houses, streets full of holes, people who seems prematurely aged by life’s hardships...even without a signpost, one can tell this is the dark underbelly of the capital city-the slums.
“Then let me ask for information about the warehouse!”
Satella smiles and nods at the teenager’s suggestion.
(“Seems to be going well, Puck.”)
(“Yup, I suppose so...”)
While the teenager walks around, Satella kept him in her sight while chatting internally with Puck. Since healing the teenager up, she has carried out Ainz’s instructions carefully. Not only does she know the teenager’s name, she has attracted the teenager to follow her through good deeds. However, one question still bothered her...
(“Um...Puck?”)
(“Hmmm? Yeah?”)
(“About what I lost, we can just say whatever, right...? Why say it’s a badge? And acting so determined, like I actually did lose a badge...”)
(“Oh...about that...”)
Puck, who is perching on the girl’s shoulder, points his paw at the glowing lights in the air.
(“I had the demi-spirits make some rounds on the street, and found out that people in this country seem to see badges as a sign of status...any noble or royalty wears a badge depicting their familial symbol. So, if there’s anything that’s bad to lose, it’ll be your mark as a member of the high society...”)
“Sugoi, Puck!” Even though she can’t actually understand Puck’s words, Satella still gave her familiar an impressed look. Puck’s explanation, however, was rudely interrupted by the teenager.
“Yo——! Found where the warehouse is!”
Satella followed the teenager’s voice to him.
“I was a bit scared at the description of the slums, but the people there are actually friendly!”
“Really...”
Satella looks around noticing the sharp looks around her.
“Seems kinda cold to me...”
“Did my Charisma stat receive a boost?”
Satella can’t help but call out at the strange;y confident teenager.
“Maybe it’s because you’re covered in dirt and blood...they must’ve felt sorry for poor Subaru!”
“Damn it, I actually agree!”
Natsuki Subaru, the boy who has been lead around by the girl (Puck more accurately), lets out a resigned sigh.
“Ooomph...”
Suddenly, Puck’s body went limp as if he is exhausted.
“Puck?”
“Sorry, but I’m at my limit..”
“What limit?”
“Limit of defending a girl from this shifty-looking man.”
Puck answered with a straight face.
“Don’t worry! I won’t let any dangerous men get close!”
“So, I should just destroy you before I disappear?”
“’Destroy you’ my ass!”
(“Tch...a weakling trying to impress...”)
(“Hey Puck, do you actually have limits?”)
(“Baka, of course I, like all magical beings, have limits. But as long as you don’t die, I won’t disappear. We’re doing this right now because we don’t know what type of enemies were in the warehouse. If you reveal me too early, the surprise factor would be gone!”)
(“I see...”)
(“Now just stay with the script and head to the warehouse...”)
(“Um, okay...”)
After a sad “fareweell”, the two continue towards the warehouse.
Finally, following the slum resident’s instructions, the boy and the girl reach their destination.
“Looks bigger than I thought...was there really dangerous criminals in it...?”
“Now I understand why they call this a warehouse...”
Standing before the 3-meter tall gate, the two discusses how they will enter under nightfall.
Also known as Chacara, Chakar, Chakara, this weapon was used especially by the Akalies Sikhs, as a throwing weapon, made to twirl first on the index finger, or as a disk held between thumb and index fingers, being thrown with a turning motion of the body with great precision and strength.
This weapon was capable of inflicting great damage to the enemy, being able to sever bamboo stalks, 2cm wide, from a distance of 25 meters. This chakaram is made of steel and it was usually carried in the “dastar bungga” turban.
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