Overlord: Multiverse - Chapter 47: New World X

Momonga had used the same technique on Nemu as he had on Enri. Nemu also had her stats in the high 70s but lacked any job class.

This was deliberately done by Momonga; he wanted to test how much time it would require for someone from the NW to learn spells above the 6th-Tier and to get high-tier Magic Oriented classes, and Nemu was his test subject.

Enri was training outside her home on the 11th Floor. Unlike Nemu, she received most job classes from the Player Momonga used for the technique.

Her status looked like this;

…

~Status~

[Name: Enri Emmot]

[Race: Human]

[Racial Class(s): N/A]

[Available Levels: 0]

[State Points: 0]

[Level: 76]

[Sense of Justice: 10(Neutral Good)]

[HP: 65]

[MP: 69]

[Physical Attack: 60]

[Physical Defence: 70]

[Agility: 70]

[Magic Attack: 60]

[Magic Defence: 70]

[Resist: 59]

[Special: 0]

[Job Class(s): Fighter(15), Master Fighter(10), Mage-Fighter(5), Mage(15), High Mage(10), Arch Mage(5), Knight(7), Magic-Warrior(9)]

…

Each swing of her sword carried a huge force, enough to easily kill any Adamantite Adventurer from the NW.

After a few minutes of training, she wiped the sweat off her forehead.

Enri: ‘Still, not enough.’

She thought while inspecting her sword’s blade.

Enri: “I need to get stronger.”

She spoke while looking at the setting sun.

???: “~Ara~ Enri-chan wants to get even stronger.”

Enri was startled and immediately took a stance like a seasoned warrior.

???: “Don’t be on guard, Enri-chan.”

A figure jumped from the forest and landed before Enri. It was Elara. Because Enri had been living on the 11th Floor for a few weeks, she had already met with Elara. Though their interaction remained formal, only initial introductions were made.

But as the time passed, they became closer to each other.

Enri eased up after seeing it was Elara.

Enri: “Please, Elara-sama, don’t prank me like that.”

Elara: “I’ll try~”

Elara spoke in a teasing tone.

Elara: “Anyways, I’ve decided to eat dinner with you.”

Enri was shocked after hearing this. She knew that Elara was someone very close to her Master, Momonga.

And even though she was his student, that didn’t mean she should go all willy-nilly with people like Elara or Narberal. Their status far outweighed hers.

Enri: “Is that fine? You might not like the food.”

Elara: “It’s all right; I want to ask you a few questions about the outside world.”

Enri: “But I was just a village girl back then. I doubt I would know anything worth your while.”

Elara had a silly grin as she moved near Enri and placed a hand on her shoulder.

Enri: ‘So fast.’

She thought, not being able to notice Elara’s hand movement.

Elara: “I am fine with whatever you have.”

Saying this, she moved toward the wooden house. Seeing her enter the house, Enri also began to move toward the house.

After an hour, the dinner was ready. Enri, Nemu, and Elara sat around a small table and ate dinner.

Elara: “So you lived in a village before?”

Enri: “Yes, Elara-sama.”

Elara was annoyed at her for using -sama.

Elara: “How many times have I told you to call me by my name whenever we are alone. ”

Enri: “But–”

Elara: “No, buts. Speak to me normally. ”

Enri: “Sure.”

Elara was happy hearing her reply.

Elara: “Good, now answer my previous question.”

Enri: “Yeah, I lived in a village called Carne Village. It was located on the outskirts of the Great Forest of Tob.”

Elara: “I see, so what did you do before Master’s disciple?”

Enri: “Mostly, farm work and house chores.”

Elara: “Hmm.”

They kept taking longer, their discussion venturing into different topics.

Elara: I”s there someone you like.”

Enri: “No.”

Enri replied sternly.

Elara: “Well, that’s no fun. Everyone needs someone who they can rely on.”

She spoke as a matter of factually. Enri narrowed her gaze.

Enri: “If that’s so. Do you have someone like that, Elara-san?”

On hearing her question, Elara had a maniacal grin and wrapped her arms herself.

Elara: “Of course I do.”

She kept squirming while hugging herself and letting out lewd sounds.

Enri: “Is she alright!!”

Enri thought while looking at the squirming figure of Elara.

~Scene Change~

In a luxurious room, Momonga sat on a chair. Demiurge stood by his side.

The now-clothed Nigun was kneeling before the table.

Momonga was reading the information provided by Hannibal. After going through it, he passed it to Demiurge.

Momonga: “Let’s start with introductions. My name is Momonga, the guild leader of Ainz Ooal Gown. Now, what is your name?”

Hearing his name, Nigun was shocked.

Nigun: ‘That name!’

His head went into turmoil.

Nigun: ‘I know that name; it’s the name of the entity that destroyed Heaven from where the Great Gods came from.’

Because of his inner turmoil, he didn’t answer Momonga’s question. Which lead Demiurge to be annoyed.

Demiurge: “You insolent welp! Ma–”

Before he could continue, Momonga raised his hand, signaling Demiurge to stop.

BAM!

Nigun banged his head against the floor without thinking twice and started apologizing profusely.

Nigun: “Please forgive me, Lord Momonga!. I-I–”

Momonga: “Stop shouting and answer my questions. When I said my name, you were shocked. What’s the reason behind it? And remember, if you don’t answer me within 5 seconds, I will send you back to Hannibal for re-education.”

Nigun: “Please, no, I don’t–I don’t want to go back there.”

He spoke while almost choking himself.

Momonga: “Then answer my question?”

Nigun: “Yes, yes. I know your powerful name from one of our holy books.”

Momonga: “Interesting, there shouldn’t be anyone who knows my name in this world. What is this book, who wrote it, and what is written in it?”

Nigun: “It is written in one of our 6 holy scriptures, Pyrologia Codex. It was written by the Gold of Fire, Ignatius. In it, he wrote of a war that destroyed the Heaven from where the Great Gods came from. It is said that an entity named ‘Momonga’ was the one to lead the army of monstrosities into Heaven, thus destroying it.”

Hearing this, Momonga went into deep thought.

Momonga: ‘Maybe he is referring to the attack on Asgard. It is possible that some of the members of the Six Great Gods were there. This certainly makes it interesting.’

Momonga: “What else, what else did he write in there.”

Nigun: “Nothing much; the only other thing was written after the Eight Greed Kings came to this world, at that time, the God of Death, Surshana wrote that if we ever encounter the entity named ‘Momonga,’ we should all run away. ”

Momonga: “Hahahahahaha! Is that so.”

While Momonga was laughing, Demiurge had some other manner of thoughts.

Demiurge: ‘Even the residents of this New World know about my Lord!’

Momonga: “Now, that’s out of the way; let’s continue questioning. Tell me everything about the Slane Theocracy and the outside world.”

~Time Skip~

Momonga was lying down on his bed in his bedroom.

According to the information Nigun provided, there doesn’t seem to be anything different from the original series. But he just told me the bold details of the world.

The more intricate details remain a mystery. I need to go out there and mingle with the humans to uncover those.

Momonga: “Guess it’s time to start my initial plans.”

The first step was to subjugate Zurrernorn.

~Scene Change~

E-Rantel, the fortress city of the Re-Estize kingdom. For years, conflicts took place outside the town’s walls between the Re-Estize Kingdom and the Baharuth Empire in contention over who would take control of the city. Mercenaries and adventurers were common in E-Rantel.

Tow figures were floating above the cemetery of E-Rantel, they being Momonga and Hermione. It was nighttime, so no one was able to see them.

I decided to take Hermione out, but this was a bit much. She was squeezing my right arm in between her massive milkers. She didn’t have massive assets in the original Harry Potter franchise, so I made them huge.

Hermione: “Master, I’ve located them; they’re at the cemetery’s heart.”

She said while pointing at the heart of the cemetery. I nodded and spoke.

Momonga: “Let’s go then.”

She nodded and teleported us to the top of a stone building that looked like a temple.

Hermione: “They are inside.”

I nodded and jumped to the ground. Hermione followed my lead, and we both landed on the ground.

Momonga: “Let’s go inside.”

I spoke as I began to walk toward the entrance of the building. But before we could reach it, we heard a youthful feminine voice.

???: “Oh! My prey has decided to come to me today.”

Due to the difference in the level, we already knew that a person, specifically a woman, was hiding behind one of the pillars of the building.

Momonga: “We know you are there. So, stop hiding and confront us directly.”

I spoke while pointing toward one of the pillars.

???: “You have a sharp eye.”

A woman wearing a black cloak exited from behind the pillar a second later. She was twenty years old, with short blonde hair and delicate features, giving her a cat-like appearance.

Momonga instantly recognized her; she was Clementine, a former member of the Black scripture of the Slane Theocracy.

Clementine: “So you came here to play with me?”

She spoke in an innocent tone. If someone else heard her, they would easily be fooled.

Momonga: “No, I am here to meet with the one of the core members of Zurrernorn. Is he inside?”

I spoke while pointing toward the entrance of the building.

Clementine: “And what if he is?”

Momonga: “His fate will depend on how he reacts to my proposal. On another note, I suggest you step aside if you don’t want to know what true despair feels like.”

As I spoke, I began walking toward the building.

Clementine: “You have some balls to talk to inhumane Lady Clementine like that!”

She shouted and lunged toward me with her Stilettos.

Momonga: “~Sigh~ So you chose death.”

Before she could reach me, Hermione forced teleported her somewhere else. I turned toward her and spoke.

Momonga: “Make sure she knows the true meaning of despair, but don’t kill her; her information might come in handy. After killing her, send her to Grotto Sanctums, ask Thea to revive her, and then send her to Hannibal. Tell him to break her properly and make her docile.”

Hermione: “Understood, Lord Momonga. I would report to Felicity so she could come here and assist you.”

Momonga: “No need. I’ll be done before long.”

Hermione: “Are you sure, Lord?”

Momonga: “Yes, now go and have fun, Mione.”

Hermione:” I will, Lord~.”

She bowed and vanished in a blue light.

I smiled a little and then turned toward the building.

The inside was dark. Fortunately, I was using my Undead variant, and one of my racial classes had ‘Night Vision.’

The ground floor was littered with low-level undead. But instead of attacking me, the undead stood their ground, unmoving.

This was one of my Passive skills from my ‘Master of the Dead’ job class that allowed me to take control of any lower-level undead, even if someone summoned them.

I walked deeper into the building, the undead moving away from me, thus forming a way for me.

Once I reached the stairs that led to the basement, I saw a hunched-over man walking upward. He was Khajiit Dale Badantel, one of the 12 core members of Zurrernorn and the man who wanted to become the Elder Lich.

To Be Continued…