Hah~ What am I supposed to say in response to this girl's inquiry? Neither do I know her na, nor do I know what she is to .
Frankly, the only thing I can infer from her words is that I am her superior. And, considering the look of this chamber and how luxurious everything looks, I am definitely not just any ordinary superior.
"Stand back," I say in a firm tone, to which she quickly affirms by bowing and then stepping back.
Alright, I suppose I should look into my current situation.
First, I am sitting on a throne in the body of a skeleton. This indicates that the previous owner seems to have been most likely quite rich and held a very high position. After all, not just anyone can sit on a throne.
Second, a beautiful non-human woman is standing a short distance away from . Between us, there is that odd golden staff I saw in the arena, floating a few centiters above the ground.
Shifting my focus away, I notice that the throne is positioned on higher ground compared to the rest of the chamber. Upon looking down, I take notice of several other humanoid beings.
Six females and a male. The females are all ridiculously beautiful, each in their own way. Although their beauty can't much that of the horned female close to , it's still overwhelming.
All six of the females are dressed in maid uniforms, but not just any maid uniform. So of them have armor on as a part of their attire, as if they're prepared to partake in battle at any ti.
As for the male, he looks to be of old age and is dressed elegantly. If I were to guess, he is in all likelihood a butler.
All seven of the servants are currently kneeling respectfully, without expressing any emotion other than what I sense to be reverence.
[Seriously, what's going on today? Has the ga bugged?]
Hearing the man's voice in my head once again, I rember that if there is anyone that could clear my confusion, it would be him.
The problem is whether I can converse with him ntally or not...
'Hey, can you hear ?' I ntally say.
[Huh? Who is this? Where are you?]
Great, so he can hear .
I take a glance at everyone present in the throne room, and once I have confird that there are no suspicious reactions, I question ntally, 'Were you the previous sovereign of this throne that I am sitting on?'
[What?!]
A confused and distraught voice responds to my words.
[What throne are you speaking of?!]
Remaining unfazed, I begin to ntally describe the place I am in as well as the individuals present.
[This... The throne room of Nazarick! What's the aning of this? How are you there?]
For so reason, the voice is starting to sound a little desperate, as if speaking to the killer of one's parents.
'I have no idea,' I respond, feigning ignorance, 'When I ca to, I found myself in the body of a skeleton in this place. Who are you, and do you have any idea why could this have happened?'
The voice remains unresponsive for a minute before it finally asks sothing
[Is there anything out of place? Are the Pleiades and Albedo safe?]
The Pleiades? Is he referring to the bunch kneeling below? Since that's the only group present. In that case, this absurdly beautiful woman is Albedo?
'Nothing seems to be wrong,' I reply, 'The maids and butlers, which I assu are the ones you call the Pleiades, are kneeling respectfully. As for the horned woman, Albedo, she is bowing while standing a few ters away from .'
{Note that it is possible to share sight with a selected guide.}
Hearing AI's voice, I am a little startled, but quickly recover and will for the guy speaking to to see through my eyes.
[Oh! I can see! But... I can't move?]
'Just now,' I ntally say in a casual tone, 'I incidentally found out that I can share my vision with you. Like this, you can help figure out what's going much more efficiently, no?'
[Y-yeah. Now, can you tell what exactly happened?]
'As I said, I just suddenly found myself here. However, prior to this, I did decapitate a skeleton who was wearing attire similar to the one I am currently wearing.'
My plan is simple. I will feign ignorance in an annoying manner that would cause the fellow to lose his cool and tell what's going on.
[So, it was you!]
Hearing the hostility contained within his voice, I fight back the urge to chuckle as I respond, 'Wait, could that have been you?'
[You sure are annoying.]
The gloominess in his voice is apparent. It seems that I've left quite the impression on him.
'Forget that. How about you tell where this place is and who these fellows are.'
[Ah, right. As a YGGDRASIL player, you should've heard about the Ainz Ooal Gown guild, right?]
'Uh... Sorry to break it to you, but I have never played this YGGDRASIL that you speak of.'
[What?! How is that possible? Didn't you duel a few minutes ago?]
I wonder if it would be alright for to tell him that I simply entered this world through a system? Hmm... that would be pointless. Just telling him that I am from another world is enough.
'You see, I hail from another world, and have entered this one through so mystical ans.'
The voice doesn't respond to for quite so ti before it suddenly reverberates within my head in a sharp tone.
[Stop fooling around!]
'Silence! My words hold no falsities. It is the truth that I am not from this world. Whether you believe it or not doesn't matter. What matters is that I don't know anything about this world, and you will be my guide. From your words, I can tell that you care about this place. Don't you think that it would be for the better to introduce to this place and its inhabitants so nothing goes wrong?'
After a long while of silence, the owner of the voice seems to have deliberated on sothing as he asks,
[Have you truly not played YGGDRASIL?]
'That's what I am telling you...'
[Very well. I will take your words as the truth for now. So, let give you a rundown of what YGGDRASIL is, and my guild, Ainz Ooal Gown.]
[I am only doing this for my guild, so don't misunderstand.]
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After a lengthy ntal conversation, I learned of the basics regarding this place. Apparently, this YGGDRASIL used to be a ga that can be accessed by so VR device.
Today was supposed to be the last day the servers were going to be up, but a series of incidents happened. Surprisingly, what shocked Satoru, the owner of the voice in my head, the most, is not the duel and my possession of his body, but that Albedo and the Pleiades are 'alive' now.
According to him, normally, Albedo would never act out on her own without orders, yet while we were ntally conversing, she asked about my state a few tis with concern apparent in her tone.
'So, what do you think is the best action to take right now?'
[I- I don't know. This is too weird.]
'Alright. Thank you for your assistance; you may rest now.'
Having ntally said that, I cut off his vision and the ntal connection with him as I look over at Albedo.
During our ntal conversation, Satoru ntioned sothing about this guild being heavily dependent on a few powerful NPC's present. Albedo is one such NPC.
She is the overseer of the eight Floor Guardians that are in charge of defending certain floors of this place. Anyway, this place, the Great Tomb of Nazarick, is essentially my base from now on.
Earlier, I received an objective, which was securing the territory around the base.
Since I have been given a short introduction of the fellows present in the room, as well as, those that I need to know of, such as the rest of the Floor Guardians, and the one Pleiades mber that's not present.
Hah~ This is going to be troubleso if not handled well. First and foremost, I need to see how loyal these guys are toward , and whether they would notice that sothing is off.
For starters, I suppose eting the Floor Guardians would be for the best.
But then again, how should I round them up? Oh, right, the overseer. She should hold authority over them, so I can leave this to her.
"Albedo," I say in a firm tone, "Yes, Lord Momonga?"
Ugh. That na. I better change it as soon as possible.
"Order all the Floor Guardians apart from Gargantua to head over here."
"Understood, Lord Momonga," she responds with a bright smile as she bows even further before straightening her back, lifting her right hand to her temple, and muttering, "Attention. Lord Momonga demands the presence of all Floor Guardians apart from the Floor Guardian of the fourth floor in the throne room."
Having said, she adopts a gentle smile as she stands in her position wordlessly.
Good. Now, what should I do about the Pleiades?
Considering the current situation, the safety of this place might be compromised. After all, who knows if a bunch of 'players' will appear out of nowhere?
After taking a mont to recount their nas and powers, I start giving out orders, "Attention!"
"Right now, you may have not noticed it, but the state of Nazarick is unwell. A few mishaps have occurred and may cause great harm to us.
"For that reason, while the Floor Guardians are to et here, the Pleiades, apart from Sebas and Aureole, are to investigate the floors for any abnormalities."
"Understood, Lord Momonga," the ladies below cry out respectfully.
"You may begin," I state in a firm tone, after which the six girls rise to their feet and gracefully exit the throne room.
Now then, I should have this guy do sothing as well. According to Satoru, Sebas possesses great capabilities, particularly when it cos to espionage and close-quarter combat.
"Sebas," I utter.
"Yes, Lord Momonga?"
My current objective is to secure the territory around my base. In other words, I first need to see what there is to secure. Since Sebas is powerful enough to handle himself and capable, this task is going to be perfect for him.
"Since the investigation of Nazarick's state has been tasked to the maids, your task will be to investigate outside of Nazarick. Once you're done, report back here imdiately."
"Understood, Lord Momonga," he responds before also rising to his feet and leaving the throne room.
And so, I am left alone in the throne room with Albedo.
Taking a glance at her, I recount a certain statent uttered by Satoru: [Since it's a ga, one shouldn't feel anything, but during the duel, I did feel pain, even if it was for a split-second.]
Not feeling anything sounds horrible. Even if there is the bright side of not feeling pain, there are way too many detrints.
Right now, with my hands on the throne, I can feel it properly. But, that's not enough...
"Albedo," I say, causing her to straighten her posture and peer into my eyes as she utters, "Yes, Lord Momonga?"
"Move closer," I state.
"Yes!" she joyously exclaims as she takes a few steps forth until she is an arm's length away from .
Gazing at her from such a close distance, I realize that her charm seems to have multiplied.
Shaking such thoughts away, I raise my right arm and reach out to her smooth cheek. To this, Albedo's smile grows by a large margin as she brings her head closer.
Fortunately, once my skeletal hand contacts her face, I sense both the softness of her face and her warmth.
It's rather odd, considering that I don't have any nerves and whatnot, but then again, this whole situation is weird. For instance, I am a skeleton from the scalp of my skull to my toes, but can move around, speak, and think without any issues.
"Oh, Lord Momonga," Albedo says as a blush creeps up her face and she sets her palm atop my hand, "For to receive Lord Momonga's affection, there can't be anything more blithe than this."
Hey, hey, what's going on now? Does this girl have feelings for ''? Even though I am a goddamn skeleton?
Still, I do not say anything as a response, but simply squeeze her cheek in between my bony fingers, causing the smile on Albedo's face to grow to a worrying level.
At this mont, I feel a turbulence in space close-by, as a small figure appears within my senses and slowly makes its way to the throne room.
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