Overlord: Ancient One

As Albedo quietly left Arthur's room, she saw Sebas approaching along the corridor.

"Sebas, you've come just in time."

"Albedo-sama. Is Ancient-sama in his room?"

"Yes, he is."

Albedo could not help but feel superior as she heard Sebas still referring to her Lord. As he saw the look on her face, Sebas raised an eyebrow.

"You seem to be in a good mood. Did something good happen?"

"Yes."

Albedo's joy was not just because of the name, but because she recalled her conversation with Ancient one. She spoke of marrying Ancient One, and he did not reject or deny the suggestion. In other words...

Albedo's smile shifted, going from graceful and elegant to lewd and wicked in an instant. it was a smile she would never show to Arthur.

"Kufufufu, I've done it. No, I will definitely do it. I will be the one seated beside him. Shalltear and other will be nothing more than my footrest."

Albedo clenched her fist, unable to resist the words boiling up in her heart. These were not words of a Guardian Overseer, but a woman.

"Ah, my succubus blood is boiling..."

Sebas silently watched Albedo as she acted up.

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The Throne Room.

Sebas trailed behind Arthur as he entered the room, fashionably late.

There were many people kneeling here, to show their loyalty.

Nobody in this place moved a muscle, and it was so quiet that even the sound of their breathing could be heard. Apart from that, there was only the sound of Arthur's and Sebas's footsteps, as well as the tapping of the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown on the ground.

Arthur was in his Main Form—Doppelganger—showcasing all the bone-chilling black aura that pressure down others. His cosmetic aura {Evil Presence} at its peak.

Even Aurora, one said to be the strongest can't look up straight because of the insane pressure that was spread out after releasing {Evil Presence}.

Arthur ascended the stairs and sat on the throne. Sebas remained at the foot of the throne, kneeling behind Albedo and Aurora.

Arthur silently surveyed the throne room from where he was seated.

Almost all of the guild's NPCs were gathered below him. They looked quite majestic when he watched them from on high, like a Night Parade of monsters. Arthur could not help but silently praise his guild members for their creativity in making so many different and interesting characters. As he looked again, there were several NPCs who were not present. However, that could not be helped. After all, they could not easily move the ultra-large golem Gargantua and Victim—who oversaw the eighth Floor—from their positions.

However, it was not just NPCs who were gathered here. Although they were not intended to replace the above-mentioned two people, this great hall also contained many high-level vassals who had been hand-picked by the other Floor Guardians.

That said—the Throne Room did not feel crowded at all, given its massive size. Although he could understand why his underlings would not want to let their servants into the heart of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick—the Throne Room—Arthur felt that such severity was not needed.

Ah, forget it, not like it's important anyway. But this is more awesome than I previously imagined. Arthur thought then he slowly addressed his subordinates.

"Firstly, I would like to apologize for taking independent action."

Arthur was feeling singularly unapologetic as he said those words. It was mere pleasantry, yet the apology was extremely important. Since gathering them all was his idea, for saying something badass, of course.

"Albedo will tell you why I have gathered you all here afterwards. However, there is a matter which is more important than that. I must tell the gathered members of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick something."

"—Out of 41 Supreme Being's, I am the only one left to rule the Nazarick." No sound was heard at the throne room, not because the truth didn't have an impact on them instead it was because all the members that were present here had prior knowledge about it as it was told by their overseers.

"When I first heard the news I was shocked, No, I felt broken, betrayed. Did they betray us?...no, they didn't. They uphold the name of Ainz Ooal Gown till their last breath."

"Even after knowing our inevitable end, they still chose to sacrifice their life span to increase the possibility for us keep our legacy, for us to see tomorrow."

All the floor guardians and other members present in the throne room keep their heads down, not because they kneeling down but because they are ashamed showing their powerlessness, shame and sadness.

But Arthur continued.

"Were their sacrifices gone to waste?....NO, it was not. Their sacrifices were their testament for us to keep the legacy of Ainz Ooal Gown alive."

"In this throne room, where my friend gave me the position as the Ruler of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, I, Ancient One, one of the founding members of this place, swear that as long as I breathe, Ainz Ooal Gown will be remembered as a legend."

"FOR AINZ OOAL GOWN, FOR NAZARICK!!" Arthur's sound roared within the throne hall followed by the Guardian's voice.

"FOR NAZARICK, FOR SUPREME BEINGS!!" All Denzen voices echoed through the hall, their each word was filled with devotion and insanity towards their creators.

"Then—"

Arthur looked out at everyone.

"—Next, I shall announce our new direction. This is an absolute order."

Arthur paused here and looked around. The subordinates before him had serious, stern looks on their faces.

"Make Ainz Ooal Gown an eternal legend."

He gripped the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown tightly and rapped it on the ground. Then, as if responding to Arthur, the crystals socketed on the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown radiated light in all the colours of the rainbow, and the air around him trembled.

"There may be many Gods, but we will surpass each and every one of them. We will let everybody in this world know that Ainz Ooal Gown is the true God! If there are people stronger than us, then we will use even more force. If we encounter a magician, we will rip their ability to use mana. We will slay anyone and anything that stands in our way. This is merely the preparatory phase in order to let everyone know that Ainz Ooal Gown is the greatest. Let us fight together and engrave our name once again in history as the strongest force that ever lived!"

"Be it in the air, land, or sea, we would spread this name to all the sapient beings in this world and any world out there. This is my promise...no, this is my statement."

The former members of Ainz Ooal Gown may have left YGGDRASIL, but their creation was still within his reach, and so were his dreams.

"If any of you have objection stand up and voice it."

"We have heard your orders, My Lord. And we shall grind our bones to achieve your goals. This we vow."

"This we vow."

Arthur's fearsome presence was startling, and his thunderous voice could be heard anywhere in the Throne Room.

Their voices united as one, everyone in the Throne Room lowered their heads. The sound they made might have been taken for a prayer.

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