Ainz Ooal Gown: Supreme Being in DxD

Wiretap his banjo

Momonga sighed as he walked into what appeared to be a dungeon. 'I didn't know we'd have a dungeon, but in retrospect it makes sense...'

'Lord Phenix' greeted Momonga as he walked into a dark room in the dungeon. Momonga saw that the Overlord Wiseman had captured a fairly tall woman in a silver and white dress and had tied her to a rack that looked as if it had been used for medieval tortures, and had old, dried blood-stains that told Momonga that it had been used for that exact purpose.

He quickly analyzed the woman's condition and saw that her dress had been stained gray from dust and dirt of the dungeon and she had a burlap sack over her head, but was otherwise unharmed.

Momonga sighed as he asked the Overlord Wiseman through a wordless message, as the summon was close enough that he could do so, if he'd done anything to her, and got a reply that he had disabled the girl with [Negative Energy Touch] but hadn't 'questioned' her further. 'Oh well... And here comes another incident-waiting-to-happen to my lap...'

He sighed and sent a message to the Overlord Wiseman to back off the room and let him handle the situation.

'Right, perhaps this'll be the last incident of the day...' Momonga sighed as he approached the woman and she froze, no doubt hearing his approach.

"Don't worry. Everything will be alright." Momonga told the unknown woman as he figured that he could leverage the Overlord Wiseman's hostility in a sort of 'good cop-bad cop' way, placing himself in the shoes of the 'good cop'. 'Touch Me told me about these sorts of situations when he was drunk... I think he was an enforcer of some sort, but I never really asked for specifics... not that he'd provide them anyway, or I wanted to know about those anyway, since YGGDRASIL interactions were so heavily monitored...'

"Hm?"

'I need to think, Ddraig, not now.' Momonga dismissed the dragon's curiosity as he pulled the bag off the woman's head.

"Greetings." He greeted the woman who shook her head, looking stuck between fright, determination, and cold-headed analyzing. "I am Momon Phenix. Who are you?"

"..." The woman narrowed her eyes at Momonga, then his words hit her and her eyes opened wide and it was clear her determination made way for panic as she started to struggle against the binds that tied her to the torture-rack.

Then she glanced at her surroundings and her eyes widened further and her struggling intensified, albeit calling it a proper struggle would be a bit excessive considering how badly the Negative Energy had sapped her strength as her struggling could be better described as squirming.

'Hm, since 'Lord Phenix' disabled her using Negative Energy I can't allow her to leave with the memories of the capture intact as she could blow my cover, but I need to figure out who she is, what she is doing here and if she's anyone important before I do anything hasty. If she's Grayfia's sister or something and just came to snoop around to find out what kind of person I am, and I kill her, I'll land myself into hot water with Sirzechs...' Momonga analyzed the woman's looks and noted the similarity between the two women.

"Hey, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you." Momonga placed his hand on the side of the unknown woman's head and turned it towards him, making his best effort to make his voice come out as 'comforting and calm'. "What's your name? Lord Phenix found you snooping around m- his castle-estate and we've already had one hostile interruption to my engagement ceremony today. I think he overreacted a bit, taking you down and bringing you here, but I'd still like to know who you are?"