Momonga sat at his office just adjacent to his room. Resting comfortably at a throne like chair behind his desk in his human form.
His table was occupied by various scrolls, neatly stacked on top of one another at the corner. With a quill and paper untouched and prepped for his use right in front of him.
Next to him stood Sebas remaining quiet as he observed Momonga while prepping the tray next to him. A food tray filled with various plates of warm food. Mainly stake, vegetables and fruits. And a set of tea, ice and hot, sitting a layer beneath Momonga's breakfast.
Aside from the butler, Albedo also sat at the sitting area in front of his desk with a stack of papers right in front of her as well.
Biting down at the quill as she rewrote her report to be more concise and precise, leaving no room for misinterpretation.
A task appointed to her by the person who had just walked into the office.
Eliza strutters to Momonga's side and stood quietly as they observed what held the Overlord's attention.
The Mirror of Remote Viewing.
A magic item capable of long distance scrying. Mainly used for surveying. A useful item had long ran out of used since the introduction of the Sixth Tier.
The Sixth Tier introduced several key and powerful spells, counter spells, buffs, debuffs and most of all the first of the Super Tier Spell and most importantly the first Unique Class/Race. With the variety of updates, the mirror was among the many items that became obsolete.
But now, there is a stark difference.
Despite a low grade item ranging around the mid fifth tier, pouring mana into it seemed to trigger certain changes.
Right now the mirror has been activated with [False Cover], [Anti-divination], [Counter Curse] and [False Hearth]. The last one serving more as a last resort type of protection at the off chance that they be discovered. A spell that can misdirect their probing spells if there are any to a random location.
And while such counter measures were flimsy, even to him, he is still confident in the power of the 'The Throne of Kings'.
With this preparations, he used the magic item with precision, and skill that allowed him to get close to their targets.
Just as he did with most of his spells, Momonga made use of more mana as a form of conduit between him and the magic item. He replicates the feeling of the body capsule whenever he desired a very specific outcome and directed every momentum of action by sheer will. Only this time, he isn't feeling the flow of the various nanites and giving specific orders to each group or each one but instead use something closely similar he had dubbed as Mana.
This allowed him precise control by exerting his will, intent and power altogether.
And so with barely a twitch of his finger, the image moved as if slithering through the grass and then jumping across trees till he reached them. A group of knights camp in a small clearing.
Their numbers are around five dozen knights wearing practical armors of decorated blue leather and simple steel. Each with a sword at their hip and a shield at their backs or their mounted horses.
Momonga frowned at what he was seeing. He had expected the world they had found themselves in to be around the time of medieval society based purely on how they were dressed alone. But their practice made him believe them too barbaric.
Around several campfires, he could see men tore clothes of women screaming and begging for mercy, and mercilessly inserted themselves to their victims. A girl bent over a log, one sprawl on the dirt, another against a tree, one whos back scraped against the bark bleeding profusely, squealing in pain, with her rapist smiling with glee.
Women and little girls of various age. Toyed with, raped, tossed around, beaten, and enslaved with chains and shackles. Women whom they took as captives after razing down a defenceless village not far from where they are camped.
Aureole Omega, the seventh member of the Pleiades Seven Sisters is a powerful seer who had been tasked with the monitoring of Nazarick's teleportation spots and in the absence of intruders is to perform outside surveillance.
Not far from Nazarick, several villages had already been found and a small map is slowly taking shape thanks to her efforts.
It during these surveillances that she spotted the attack performed by the knights. The merciless massacre they had performed sent alarm bells in his head , specially when he can see how they smiled and enjoyed doing it. Now these unscrupulous bastards are headed towards one that is too close for comfort.
Luckily for him, his intervention could achieve merit and with what Eliza had proposed, he had thought the idea was too good to pass up.
"Have you decided yet?" Eliza asks.
"I have... and I agree, it would be a good foundation for future ventures. What else do you have in mind?"
Casmond shook his head as another one of his men beheaded a woman for biting down on his dick.
"...what a waste." he mutters.
He knew what he had signed up for when he joined this band of vagabonds. But even so, he respected the true purpose behind it.
To bring glory and prosperity to mankind, these lands must be purged and sanctified. And placed in the hands of a true leader. A leader that just happens to be an invading nation.
With the fall of Re-Estize, the Empire of Baharuth will rise to new heights and mankind would flourish.
Sniffing reached his ears and looked down at the little girl currently sucking in his cock. A blonde ten year old little girl, with a face filled to the brim with both dry and renewed tears, trying to glare up at him.
"Don't look at me like that girl... this is your king's fault. Had he been a least bit competent, then you would have been left to yourself. But no..... he had to let rot spread across your kingdom and still announce an incompetent, rapist, murderer, drug dealing, sacrilegious sack of shit of a son as king-?"
"Enough!" Casmond turned to see their Vice Captain standing not far from him. "You are saying too much." he gritted out.
"Londes-"
"That's Vice Captain to you Casmond." the man snarled. "Leave the girl and get cleaned. You're on first watch."
"Aye...aye... Capitan...."
Casmond then knees the girl in her face before stomping within the forest to relieve himself.
"Who- does! he think~ he is!?"
"Self absorbed knight of a low born!"
"He just got lucky! he was born with a talent with a sword!"
"Righteousness... Justice... Valor..." *pweh~ "...fucking idiot didn't know what true power looks like. Wait till he meets that bitch of a half elf..."
Casmond then peed at a tree far from the camp and thought of the beautiful woman in black and white as he did. Imagining her cheeks hollowing to fit his cock in her mouth.
Only for the image to shatter as a flash of his bloodied body reminded him of what she could do.
"Tsk! Stupid bitch!!! I-MMPPPPP-" a hand wrapped around his face. Making panic surge within him. His body locked and unable to move and next to him, the visage of a head appeared, shaped like an egg with tree holes as a face.
He felt his throat plug itself down, the feeling of a scream trapped within his mouth made his heart drum in madness. And as the creature tilted its head to the side, and raised one of its elongated fingers in front of a hole he assumed its mouth. He felt his soul leave him as slowly, it morphed.
Like a cracked egg where the yolk poured from the top, it engulfed itself. And as the liquid reshaped itself taking on features, clothes, hair and even skin, soon standing before him... was himself.
Casmond struggled against what was holding him. Only to fall into darkness, receiving naught but a casual wave from the one who took his place.
"AAAAHHHHH! OOFF!-"
He landed on a bricked floor. Smacking his face against the ground and injuring himself slightly. Casmond groans as he rolls to his front trying to spare his back from the pain.
"Oh my~" Casmond froze as gelatinous feet on red heels came into view. "What have we here~" the creature purred out. To Casmond's eyes, he was looking at the most hideous creature he had ever seen. Wearing something so scandalous that whatever beauty it may have had felt disgustingly tainted. With its wide and oversize lips, the creature said. "Apologize handsome but- the Supreme Ones demand answers so... you're gonna have to settle for a quickie ok~"
"NOOOOAAAAAAH!!- GAHK! GAHK!"
Casmond returns to camp under the sneer of Londes.
"What took you so long." his Voice Captain gritted out.
But Casmond only puked prompting Londes to shake his head an leave. "Desmun! You're on guard duty with Casmond!"
"Aye. Vice Captain!"
Desmun then approached the puking Casmond and smiled as the poor man wiped his face with his own hands, spreading the slick of sweat against his skin. "So... What did you do his time? Raped a girl mid raid?"
Casmond didn't answer simply plumped himself down a log and looked miserable and in pain.
"Hahaha! You really are something else Cas. But don't do it next time alright. I heard from the Scriptures that our target has pushed himself through the night. They will catch up to us on the last village. It might take three days but you're gonna need your strength if you want to survive against a group of warriors."
"Yeah yeah... whatever. Its not like we're the ones gonna fight them right?"
"...are you serious Casmond..." Desmun looked at him like he was an idiot. "Come on man. Of course we're expected to fight. You should know by now those magic casters won't be entering the village."
"..oh... Uhh.. can you remind me the plan again."
"Oh fuck it. Fine but only one time! Ask me a second time and I swear I'm gonna let the Vice Captain chew you out."
"Sorry Des."
"Yeah whatever man. Ok! So here is the deal..."
"Hmm... I see. So with us there, their suspicion would be lessened" Momonga reasons.
"Yes. It would be a chance happenstance." Eliza then turns to the maid next to Momonga, crossing her arms beneath her bust. "Alright Narberal, just say it."
"Eh. Uhmm, My-my lady I would not dare-"
"I swear if you refused to speak out your mind, I'm gonna replace you with Lupus." the maid flinched at the mere mention of replacement. "Well?"
"Uhm-" Narberal hesitated, feeling the eyes of two Supreme Beings and two Floor Guardians bore into her. "My L-Lady, would they not be more grateful if we appear at the right moment. In their dire need instead?"
"She brings up an excellent point." Momonga remarks.
"That she does." Eliza adds with a bit of pride. "But that would be only for a time. Remember, the reason for the attacks is due to one man. Mainly politics. And since you definitely will not be dressed up like a commoner. There would still be some stray thoughts that you had showed up to help exactly for their gratitude. To paint yourself as a Hero in their eyes and inturn earn favor from the royal family, mainly the king. Being there before the attack for an extended amount of time would lessen that suspicion." she then sits atop his desk. "Remember Suzuki-kun," Albedo flinched. "People are not stupid. No matter how much those in power wish they were."
Momonga handsome smile and soft laughter echoed within the room. "New world... old people." *sigh~ "very well."
"Great! So, who will we bringing with us."
Her words prompted the other three occupants to straighten their backs.
"Would you truly be coming with me?" Momonga asks making Eliza's eyes soften and nod. "Then we have all the power we need." his eyes then turned to the paper in front of him. Initial information extracted from their fresh new prisoner. "The fifth tier... A realm of heroes. This world is frighteningly weak."
"It is young, too young. Only eight hundred years of recorded history. But that's only due to what little we know."
"Umu."
"My Lord if I may." Sebas asks, receiving a nod. "I believe it would be wise to have at least a member of Nazarick with you. A Floor Guardian preferably" Albedo nodded at his words. "-but I would not begrudge you for choosing to keep your strengths hidden." Albedo looked scandalously at the idea. "Perhaps, diversifying your choice to widen your team's potency."
"What are you doing!?" Albedo shouts to Sebas. She then turned to Momonga and Seraphina. "My Lord, you could not possibly consider traversing the unknown world, wholely unprepared!?"
*sigh~ "Albedo" Eliza says. "Preparations for a steady foundation is the purpose of this missions."
"But!-"
"Besides you will have two Supreme Beings in one place. I say there is no better protection than that."
"She is right." Momonga said. "Very well Albedo, I'll concede."
"Eh-"
"WHAT!?" Eliza shrieked.
"Albedo is right, Seraphina." he then looked to her eyes and said. "I would not find peace knowing I have brought you with me to the heart of danger."
'We are no longer connected.'
"I would feel safer with someone right by your side."
'Her life is her own now... and I can't put that at risk. I can't!'
"Which is why we will bring someone to stand by you during my absence."
'my heart won't take it... I'm sorry.'
The silence stretched and no dared speak out of turn. It was a simple moment of Momonga speaking out his decision yet... he wants her acceptance or better yet... her understanding but could not speak it out, out of fear.
After searching Momonga's eyes, Seraphina sighs in sadness and nods while sitting herself on his lap, with her legs dangling at the sides and her head resting against his chest.
No words of acknowledgement need be said, but all heard the sigh of surrender leave her lips. Acknowledged by the beautiful smile that graced Momonga's face.
"Tell me Sebas, who would you suggest we bring." Momonga asks.
"Well, to start my Lord." Sebas answers while sliding a tea in front of Momonga. "Is it safe to assume you would be bringing a sword?"
"Two actually."