(possibly my longest chapter as I condensed three whole fights into one chapter which left me with little space to insert details that foreshadow stuff)
You rubbed the temple of your forehead as 'Ainz' kept posing in front of the mirror checking himself out in his armor
'Ainz': Herr Gier, how far do you think they'll make it...naturally without our interference?
(Y/n): if I had to guess...past the second floor, much of their gear was rubbish I'm pretty sure I can destroy most of them with my passive.
'Ainz': destruction of low level items?
(Y/n): yes, that's the one...
'Ainz': I thought you wanted to duel one of them?
(Y/n): oh, I do...and I'm gonna make that pig squeal.
Narberal: the Lord has a fetish for elves.
(Y/n): I do not, again I don't like you getting more independent.
You reach into your coat for a vial, only to remember that you gave them to Ainz as you feel nothing
(Y/n): damn...Pandora's Actor.
'Ainz': yes, Herr Gier.
(Y/n): go patrol around the tent, if any ask say you couldn't sleep being so close to the Tomb.
'Ainz': ja, at your command.
(Y/n): that! I'm okay with you speaking...my language just keep it to one word per sentence.
'Ainz: of course, Oberbefehlshaber.
(Y/n): your enjoying this.
'Ainz': I enjoy spending time with the Supreme ones, Herr Gier.
(Y/n): get!!
He roman salutes making you clench your hands once more before breathing out in a sigh when he closes the tent flap
Narberal: I am ashamed to be of the same race, my Lord.
(Y/n): don't be, while I find his tone...obnoxious, he is as Ainz created him flamboyant and loyal I do not hate him.
Narberal: then why send him away?
(Y/n): reasons...do you still have that sack of scrolls?
Narberal: yes, my Lord.
She retrieves the bag laying it on the cot
Narberal: do you wish to open a channel with your forces?
(Y/n): no, remember when we had you seek out that mediocre necromancer.
Narberal: yes, no further explanations my lord.
(Y/n): except it does, I only want you to use ones that would conceal and impair any from spying on us through the use of magic.
Narberal: ...very well.
She starts using scrolls as they burn up sitting down on the cot grasping her hand as she reaches for another scroll pulling her into your lap
Narberal: L-lord Gier? is something wrong?
You bring your face down into her nape making her go stiff opening your mouth about to bite into her before stopping yourself gently pushing her off of you standing up
She looks up at you holding the scroll close to her chest as you rest your hands atop your shoulders
(Y/n): I am sorry Narberal truly, I tried taking advantage of you once more...even as all-powerful as I am even I have urges...
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