Overlord: Mistress Rosemary

chapter 2: Domination

(About the Domination of a village, not a lemon you dirty people/ sorry this took so long)

Fire Blood and bodies, most covered with slash wounds while others had arrows stuck I their skulls. The scene in front of me looked like an art piece made by a mentally deranged God. It was truly an amazing sight, I couldn't help but giggle slightly.

Slowly I started to walk, watching armoured figures appear from houses. Their armour composed of steel plates and helmets, each one carrying a sword and shield. Their one defining future was their blue flags straddled around chain mail wastes.

This was quite interesting, but I had a job to do. I needed test subjects, I needed to test magic levels along with any strengthing or deadly styles of combat. The reason being the simple fact that I, the mistress of nazrick needed a following.

They would have to be able to survive second tier fighting styles and 4th tier magic. The reasons being the simple fact that I need pawns, to take over a world you have to be able to rage war. And one alone could not do such a task.

'Whistle' A low whistle made itself known to my ears. An arrow, while it would not have no effect on me, I required to make a show. I bent backwards slightly, catching the arrow in front of me. The hood that I once wore fell back, revealing my eyeless mask. (I can still see fine you know!)

There was a second of silence as I span and threw it towards a knight. Who now had a rather small whole in his head after the arrow had hit him. Everyone now stood silent, guards surrounded me within seconds. Pointing their silver swords towards me, while some shook others held a gleam of victory and lust to their eyes.

"My name is mistress rosemary and today you shall leave this sacred ground!" I yelled, my tone hitting a new tone of rage and passion. To these elfs, I was their saviour. The thorns of the delicate rose of a village. One that I would now protect with my life.

The guards only laughed once I made my name known. Rage....

Rage rage FUCKING RAGE

I burst forward, my staff making itself known as I quickly spun my body in a circle. Planting the staffs end inside the chest of a knight, but I did not stop there.

Quickly. I ripped out the staff and blocked a sword that flew towards me from behind by holding the staff horizontally. My leg collided with their right leg before I finished them off with another kick.

My leg erupted from their back, red gore being thrown over the blood red walls of the village. The Knights seemed shocked, frightened even as some of them started to yell monster. But why? There was no.

'oooohhhhhh' I thought as a spell came to mind, I held my staff in my right hand before tapping the ground. "Boom" was all I said before a large explosion killed another 5 Knights. I started to make my war through the village, saving a young child during the process along with 4 adults. That's when I realised something, this village had an underground level.

Quickly I jumped into a whole once the village had been cleared. I was not disappointed when I found myself inside a mine.

I was rather sad actually, I saw elfs of different kinds, from high elfs to the dark elf. All were human like but each held a different look, but one stood out. One that was hollow and dull. I couldn't help but be pulled towards it, the simple face of a young elf.

She looked roughly 16, she held white dirt covered skin which was mostly hidden under a set of priest amour. The armour was a mix of white, light blue and gold. She wore a golden and silver cross, encrusted with rubies at each point. A elfen figure laid on the cross, like Jesus.

I kneeled down till my face met hers. She looked at me with broken hands and a large gash on her shoulder. "Heal" I spoke, her wounds closings while her hands fixed themselves with a golden glow. I smiled as she looked into my eyes, I saw a trace of hope.

One that I could bend quickly you loyalty. "Raise yourself priest, your people need healing." I pulled out a small item, it was a custom made pendant which helps one access tier 4 magic. This pendant was mostly for new players but if seemed to mean a great lot to this elf.

"Heal your people, I have reclaimed your home. Once they are healed send them to me over the east side. We shall rebuild your village and protect your home land" I inwardly sighed, it was a good thing I had learned acting from my older sister.

Once I had made my way outside, I looked at the village. The flames had died, the once amazing buildings now laid in rubble and ash.

I quickly whispered. "Silent field, mute wall, information sensing, Greater hearing" before using the message spell. "Momonga, I have captured the village and possibly gained a small following."

Chuckles erupted from Momonga, before he coughed and spoke. "Good work rosemary, be home for dinner tonight. Your sisters seem to miss your presence"