Overlord - The Lizardmen Heroes - Куганэ Маруяма - Страница 37

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“And finally, this is the last set. These are teleportation scrolls.”

After the loud voice of a young girl said so, another scroll was placed on the table.

The one who took out the scrolls was a human female in maid attire.

The young girl had a cute face, with her hair tied up into buns on either sides of her head. But she had a distinct aura about her, with the most exceptional thing being her eyes.

Her eyes were big and round, but there was no light in them, just like low grade glass balls, and she never blinked.

Her petite body was covered by a modified maid costume, with propped collars covering her neck completely. Aside from her face, she didn’t show any skin at all.

She was one of the battle maids, Entoma Vasilissa Zeta.

“And, this are the ‘Message’ scrolls, but there are a lot. Could someone please tidy up the table?”

Entoma requested the figure occupying the seat of honor and that person nodded slowly.

“Tidy it up.”

“Alright~, please clean it up quickly then.”

With Cocytus’ acknowledgement and Entoma’s instruction, the figures surrounding the table started working together.

They were all of the heteromorphic race, some had the form of praying mantis, some looked like ants, there were even ones that seemed to be an exposed brain.

They might all appear different, but they had two common points. They were all servants of Cocytus and they belonged to the organization of Nazarick.

That was why they obeyed the command of Entoma who was weaker than them.

In the power structure of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, the most important thing wasn’t combat power, but the fact that one was a creation of the Supreme Beings. From this point of view, Entoma had a high level of authority.

After confirming that the tables had been cleared—

“Well then, please accept this, Cocytus-sama.”

— Entoma said without moving her mouth, picking up the bag by her feet and fished out several scrolls of parchment.

“These are ‘Message’ scrolls. According to Ainz-sama, these are made from skins Demiurge-sama went through great effort to obtain. Ainz-sama conveys that he wants a report if there are any problems when using them.”

“I see… Understood. I will test this out.”

Cocytus used one of his four hands to pick up several of the scrolls.

“Demiurge has pulled further ahead.”

Cocytus said to his subordinates with a wry smile. When his subordinate heard that, they smiled along too.

With the parchment in his hand, Cocytus fell into deep thought.

He had heard about the stock of low level magic scrolls being diminished gradually.

Finding a place that would provide the raw ingredients to make various types of items was an important issue that needed to be resolved. They had plenty of stock right now, but it would deplete with constant use. And so, a lot of people started taking action, including their master.

Cocytus heard that the apple tree in the 6th floor was one part of the plan.

For Cocytus whose duty was to guard Nazarick, he couldn’t do anything, which was obvious since he wouldn’t be able to move out and search for ingredients.

Demiurge who was creating an outpost outside would definitely solve the problem. This was something he expected.

His comrade completed his duty.

Cocytus should be happy for him, and he actually is, but he couldn’t completely suppress the fire of jealousy in his heart. For his colleague to be of use to the Supreme Being— the master they adored, made him envious.

His mission was to defend Nazarick.

This important task was probably more crucial than any orders received by the other Guardians. No matter who you asked, they would answer that this was a crucial task. They had to keep the lowly ones from desecrating the residence of the Supreme Beings.

However without invaders, there was no way to prove Cocytus’ loyalty and hard work.

That was why Cocytus wanted to achieve something.

For the Guardians, aiding their master would bring strong sense of joy. Cocytus wanted to taste that happiness too.

And that chance was right before him now.

Cocytus turned his head and looked at the scene reflected in the mirror and tightened his grip on the scroll.

What was shown wasn’t indoors, but a location somewhere in the wetlands. That’s right, the scene shown in the Mirror of Remote Viewing was the reason why Cocytus was holed up for two days in this wooden house built by Aura.

The battle this time— No, in the face of the absolute strength of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, it would be a one sided slaughter, so it was just a means of collecting carcasses. When Cocytus received this harvesting mission, his master gave him several orders.

One, Cocytus was prohibited from taking to the field. This included his servants. The issue had to be solved with the troops that were allocated.

Two, the Lich assigned as the commander was to be held in reserve until the last moment.

Three, he was to carry out the mission by his own judgement.

There were some other minute details, but the main points were these three.

He had to use the soldiers dispatched to the lakeside region to obtain victory. If he were to succeed, Cocytus could then display his loyalty to his glorious master.

“Thank you for your hard work, please relay my thanks to Ainz-sama.”

Entoma nodded weakly.

“And so… Will you be going back?”

“No, I received orders to witness the battle here 'til the very end.”

So she was here as an observer.

Cocytus concluded, and felt hot blooded thinking about the heavy responsibility bestowed on him.

Well then, time to begin.

Cocytus activated ‘Message’ and issued an order to the undead commander.

"— Advance."

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Two bonfires on elevated platforms illuminated the surrounding with flickering light.

On the stage stood several lizardmen, comprising of the tribal chiefs and key figures.

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