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Ep VI Backroom Preparations.

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Part I : Clearing the Mists

World Socialist Alliance

*General Vladimir Moskvin*

Katze Plains

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Two skeletons staggered idly on the misty plains of Katze, one wore a battered bronze armour while the other wore a slightly higher quality golden one. One used to serve the Kingdom of Re-Estize the other of the Empire of Baharuth. Both now damned souls wandering aimlessly as husks of their formerselves as their nations tossed them like fodder to serve petty ambitions.

Such tragedy and befell on this chaotic misty wasteland. A playground for the Kings and the Rich , a graveyard for many.

Then, a soft whirring screech alerted the two undead. it was soft at first , but it got louder within seconds.

The Skeleton from Bararuth look up, and if it can squint it's eyes it will. As something big and black came spiraling down as it descended from where heaven should be. Yet on it, wrote : "From Russia With Love." with a Red star and a Hot Babe in skimpy bomber uniform painted on its side.

The Bomb smash right onto the helmet of the poor skeleton and the whole place lit up in white with a ear-deafening ring. From a distance, a huge mushroom cloud can seen rising from the horizon.

"Kirov Reporting…"

A grating voice echoed above.

A fleet , dozen of something Black , huge and Shark-like flew in V-formation over the crater where the two undead used to be. And it doesn't take a second before a wave of skeletons and zombies swarm over the crater in the direction where the Kirovs came from towards a symphony of gunfire. To where hell was.

Sizzling electricity and more flamboyant explosions along with the ecstatic cries of men and undead cleared the misty air. As waves and waves of undead charged towards a trench only to be steamrolled by the Metal tracks of the Tesla Tanks, fried into piles of ash through it's coils, or bombed and gun down by the Migs and Kirov Airships above.

"HAH ! These load of rotten meatbags zare still rushin' art us! Can't Brainless bones and skins understand! RUSHING B ZIS OUR JOB, OUR SPECIALTY!"

A Supermutant laughed as he lobbed another shell at a group of zombies point blank with his flakcannon which he wield easily like a pistol. His Ushanka almost knocked off his head at the recoil.

"Oh my , at least I think we won't be making Supermutants from dead people. Right Tong Zhi?." A Nukeneer sighed through his filtration mask

"What?" The Supermutant cried in the hellfire as he loaded another shell.

"Uhh, Just making a capitalist reference."

The Nukeneer loaded another Ballistic shell into the mortar. Beside him, follow suit a line of Nukeneer in the same PLA combat hazmat uniforms and a battery of Portable Nuclear Mortars decimated a line of charging undead. It was soon clear that the medieval undead was no match for the technological superiority of the 20th century Red Warmachine.

Above, a Black Kirov Airship watched over her army. Flanked by several other kirovs, Twinblade helicopters and MIGs whom made the sky a hell for the dead below through an assortment of bombs, missiles and machine gunfire.

On that Black Kirov deck was a man, three times the size of an average, crossing his hand behind his back. He breathed in the Air that stench of radiation, death and war into his system and exhaled a breath of relief as if it was a spring breeze.

"Ahh… smells like Chernobyl." The Man commented.

Right as he said that, a loud rumble caused the whole Kirov to tremble a bit and the Soviet Ghoul sighed and scratched his beard for a second.

But still unmoved.

"General Moskvin, we have a problem." the Vice-Captain of the Kirov cried out beside a beeping radio station.

"Da Comrade Georgi, I can see that clearly with both of my eyes."

A beastly roar pierced the air of the Katzes, catching all attention. It was a beast, wings , claws and size of a dozen men, but no skin or flesh only bones. A Skeletal Dragon.

The Nuclear Tank Hunters gave a warcry and lobbed some shells at the monster. It did some damage and pain was visible, but not enough to bring down the beast. With a swing of the tail a line of the Tank Hunters were knocked off their feet.

"What do we do Comrade General?" The Georgi asked.

"Comrade, If we cannot take down Big Lizard with guns we use bigger guns, and if we don't then we have to retreat and find guns bigger than the bigger guns. But for now, Fire the V4s."

The Vice-captain saluted and pressed the button on his headset and screamed to it.

"FIRE THE V4s!"

"Da!" The voice from the other line responded.

On the ground, a woman in red jumpsuit and beret ended her call through her intercom. She turn to her fellow Artillerywomen and screamed.

"This is it Comrades, you heard our Glorious General! Now fire the rockets for the Union!"

"Da!" A Chorus of Artillerywoman screams cried back.

A few meters away , the Skeleton Dragon was struggling with the Tesla Tanks chaining it down with their tesla beams. It let out an angry roar but paused, when it noticed something was descending from the skies.

Like Meteors, with a trail of fire behind them. The V4 Missiles descended from the sky leaving a trail of smoke behind their back. Spinning and flying towards the Dragon before its sight.

The sharp tip dived straight for the hollow eyes of the beast with utmost precision.

Even if it doesn't have a heart, the Skeleton dragon felt it's heart raced, before it got blown into a million bones that come descending to the ground like a blessed rain. The Dragon Skull fell and embedded itself on the sandy battlefield in a plum of dust.

With that, a Supermutant Flagbearer marched to the head of the Dragon and planted the Crimson Flag of the Soviet Union onto its skull. Causing a shockwave that sent a ripple across the fields.

Something had been complete…

The mist started to clear, the Undead that were marching towards the Red Army Forces suddenly collapse and crumble onto the ground. Rays of sunlight started showering the ground.

The Soldiers looked around for a moment`s pause, before Cheering loudly.

And thus a playground of the Kings and Riches had been taken by the unfurling of the Crimson flag of the Red Army.

"URA URA URA!" was chanted by the Soviet Troops as celebratory Jubilance filled the air.

On his Command Airship. Moskvin caressed his beard and nodded in satisfaction. On the map of one of his control panel that depicted the Katze Plains, highlighted grey, one sector of it flickered into the Red Army Red in a beep.

"It is done Comrade Supreme Commander, Sector-A2 is now officially Red Army Territory." He said to a microphone that was built into his suit.

"Well done Comrade General Mosvin. Getting rid of the feral undead gives us more land and power while driving us closer and closer to the waters. Soon, we will have a Navy of our own this rate." Lazarev said , overseeing the whole spectacle through a monitor inside his own office.

"Da, soon we can have back our beautiful Akulas Submarines , Red Octobers and not to mention the Dreadnoughts. As well as finally able to have an income of my favourite Salted Fish. Da Comrade Lazarev?"

"Indeed, indeed, but our work here isn't done and our time to be complacent is never. But tonight, we should have a drink together after all to celebrate this victory as Gaiety, afterall, is the most outstanding feature of our Union."

"Da, also, how is the expedition of little Sekri, the Romanian and the Chinese go?"

"Oh, so far so good, from what I heard they made contact with civilization there, made alliance with a local tribe of Trolls and villagers there. And is heading to one of the big cities of the Country Re-Estize."

"Khorosho, I hope they bring back good Souvenirs at the end of this. However, I apologize to sound pessimistic, still is there anything went wrong in the middle of their trek?"

"Well…"

Lazarev looked at the Telegraphs and photos Shalltear sent to him over this few dates. More attention on the photographs of the two sinister-looking Maids have a scheming conversation in the skies.

"There was some setback naturally. But from what I heard from the Commissar, everything was resolved … so far, according to the papers and messages she sent me. Right now things went smooth again for that dynamic trio."

"As expected of the little Bat, tell them Moskvin sends his regards. Moskvin out."

"Da Comrade Moskvin, see you soon."

The Conversation ended with a soft beep.

Lazarev sighed, and he sat back on his chair and back on his paperwork. He wasn't so sure how long this will last.

He looked outside of the window. Down at the City of the Red Garrison, where a bustling city that looked both 20th Century and sci-fi stood. The Street Lamps blew away the night showing the various rich cultures of the Red factions through the Eastern European, Asian and South American architecture. Still, all regions possess the same proceedings of a typical city where traffic is still occuring , the civilian NPCs interacted each other , running shops or having idle chats.

However, as everything was still set in a state of war, Lazarev can still see Units from different Nations patrols the streets, defences manned and active with everybody was still on edge from the effects of the ongoing World War III from Made up Red Alert Universe.

But regardless, everything was still peaceful overall. And the City is thriving, resources is stocked and everybody had taken the news about their sudden dimensional mishap surprisingly well and still respected him as their Supreme Commander For they are afterall, NPCs programmed by him with predictable behavioral patterns he molded for his own entertainment. However he still is well aware of one thing.

None of these are true anymore. They had become real, they are no longer predictable and now they became his responsibility now. New Missions became new problems.

The Chronosphere , the well being of the Red Garrison and the Expedition... where he wondered if putting those three generals there is a mistake whom each raised a specific concern for him individually.

For starters, Lei was made to be the Ultimate Communist, created by a edgy young Lazarev who didn't took account of well ... all this. Written out of boredom and as a lame inside joke. Lei`s character and personality was modelled after the real life national hero Lei Feng, a cultural icon and a subject of Chinese Communist propaganda that survived centuries of political climate and reforms which had his origins traced back to the Maoist Era.

Lei Feng, the real life figure was a soldier that served in the real life People's Liberation Army. Compared to the typical Soldier icons who usually are War Heroes, fearsome , courageous and probably perished in a battle, Lei ... was rather unique, a gentleman portrayed both selfless , patriotic and loyal to the Party but never warsome. He usually helps out villagers in daily chores , school children in co-curriculum activities and his own colleagues with an unnatural enthusiasm and optimism rather than washing himself with the enemy's blood in a battlefield and died with honour. He was more of an friendly helpful neighbourhood officer that everyone want to have in their life rather than an actual soldier. Only martyred in his tragic death which was by a telephone pole that smashed him flat when he tried to save a comrade in a storm.

After his death, he was used to preach Values of Patriotism , selflessness, importance of education and kindness to others, becoming the ideal Chinese rolemodel appearing in posters and school textbooks even today. While many foreign skeptics argued Lei Feng being fabricated and a tool of propaganda etc etc... Lazarev doesn't see the harm of teaching kids basic values of being a nice guy.

Hence, a edgy young Lazarev decided to make his very first general into Lei Feng himself as a inside joke. Added in with cringeworthy voice lines and mannerism for the LoLs. Now that all of this had become pretty much a reality, so was this "Lei Feng" he made. Lazarev pray that his creation don't get squashed by a telephone pole or went broke from his unnatural selflessness.

Now Shalltear...Ahh yes!

He still remembers dying with the bratty vampire loli who wielded a gigantic lance that tore four of his men into shreds. Now, she became one wisecrackling smug Commissar under him. But who knows when she would revert back to her former more sinister alter-ego?

And Sekri? The jingoistic Mecha Loli had multi personality disorder.

Lazarev sighed .

Regardless, those three are their Children, one of them is his, two of there are of his friends, Kazeumi and Kazuko. Good people he considered himself to indebted to.

He told himself that he have to remain optimistic and strive forward. So far while there were incidents, he was told that it was promptly resolved and they now even have foreign allies . Even if it was just a few indigenous Trolls who was now managed by Boris the Artillery Bearman as their liason to help them to develop into a Mordern society.

And the second incident was well ... a bit worrying but it's still resolved for now.

Lazarev sat his chair and rubbed his temple.

Still, all he need to do was to tap into his Grand Strategy game knowledge and play safe. Such as establishing trade and maintain economy, defend borders well, keep everybody happy and not go to war unless necessary, basically be a good basic and realistic leader rather than a fictitious "Supreme Commander" that send his forces and steamroll over everything ... screw that.

Oh, Maybe a science victory will be a cool end goal, like sending a Sputnik to the Space of the New World or an expedition across the seas to discover a new world in The New World?

A peaceful rise to power, a new silk road!

Well...

Lazarev took a sip of his vodka,

he still have work to do, Lazarev thought to himself, but as he do so, he felt his hand touching a picture of two maids floating at the skies, having some sort of devious conversation with each other. He can't help but had his attention piqued by it.

Especially that sinister looking maid with the wolf ears. A label was written under the picture in Commissar Shalltear`s neat handwriting :

"Lupusregina Beta and her unnamed associate , Carne Village, September 1989."

"Why does that name sounded so familiar..."

"...!"

Then Lazarev widen his eyes.

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Part II : E-Rantel

World Socialist Alliance

*General Vladimir Moskvin*

E-Rantel

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Hours Earlier...

"Waaa!" Shalltear wowed as she passed under the cobblestone arcs of the City Gate.

"The Gates of Moscow way cooler compared to this, We have glorious tanks, lines of Artilleries and walls of glorious reinforced Soviet Steel. And you get impressed by a few rocks and wood?" Sekri commented.

"As expect from someone uncultured. Ve are in the presence of an authentic Medieval Architecture and experience. Vere actual city walls is in tip top shape manned by actual Guardsmen instead of being antiques of a bygone era. Zis is a historian`s wet dream. Imagine what reach troves of information and culture we be witnessing behind those gates!" Shalltear said with sparkling eyes and amazement look out the window of the Cabin like a child going to an amusement park.

Camila snapped a shot of urban scenery of E-Rantel. Oblivious to whatever's going on with the two Generals.

"Yare Yare Daze." Sekri grumbled.

In the front row, sat a Nifrea and a sobered Bork (Ivan the Battle Engineer). Who looked like he had seen better days.

"I am surprised they let such a large Caravan like this past into the City. And they didn't detect any magical items or anything suspicious here, either these travellers hide their magic well or is there something else going on here." Nifrea thought to himself.

"OOPA! LOOK AT THAT MINA-SAN!"

Sekri suddenly exclaimed so loud that it threw Nifrea out of his train of thought.

Few steps away from the Caravan stood a booth manned by a lady in a apron before a beeline of kids. With a enchanting smile, she cast a spell that made pretty sparkling snowflakes flutter from her fingertips over a cone and slowly a snow build up into a ball, a walla! A Snow cone was made , cheers erupted from a bewildered children.

From a distance watched a Sparky eyed Sekri who started to drool.

*Pat*

Sekri looked up and found Shalltear`s hand on her head.

"Nu."

"Njet?!"

"We just got a small enough cache of local currency that we got from Carne where I strained my throat to convince Lei to acquire. We aren't spending a penny on snow until we earnt more!"'

Sekri`s face darkened, Shalltear`s hand still on her head.

"Aah? Are you sure you are a Commissar? Being this Capitalistic and stingy."

"Are you sure you are older than me? Hungry for such childish delights with a height as cute and childish."

"Oi Baka , you want me to remove the "Un" from your "Undead" status." Sekri growled and her eyes flared red.

"Umm my fellow Tovaras, Thi think ze cone cost two copper pieces each, Thi think we can spare a few on things as trivial, plus Sekri deserved a break, da?"

Shalltear looked at Camila then back at Sekri and sighed , like a tired bigger sister babying sitting a younger one, she concede.

"Fine... just make it quick, according Nifrea, his grandma's shop is two blocks away from here. Don't lose your way z`ere.

"Thanks Camila nee-san! You're the best!"

With that, she opened the door and hopped out of the Caravan as she giddly joined the beeline of children.

"Guess she's still a child at heart."

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Narberal Gamma was in a bad mood, as usual. However this time, something felt different. Was it the pests that plagued the streets that she walked on? Was it the task of her being forced to degrade herself to act like them?

Or was it him?

Nabe glares her superior who was accompanying her right. Dressed in a mighty black Armour, with two twin great swords sheathed behind his back, was the Dark Hero Momon.

Who notices his subordinate`s rude glare and asked.

"What was it mein Fraulein? A frown is bad for performance, and it surely doesn't look good on a beautiful maiden such as you." Momon asked .

Nabe responded with her trademark glare. Normally, it would considered a unforgivable sin to disrespect one`s superior in a place like Nazarick. In fact, she would normally feel blessed to in a superior being`s prescence as part of Nazarick`s culture. If only if her "Superior" isn't a imposter.

The Momon now was none other than Pandora's Actor. A privileged clown who was blessed to be crafted by Lord Ainz himself. As the latter was still busy with all that was going on that had the whole of Nazarick on edge, she have to bear with a rip off version of her Lord for now..

Hopefully it was only temporary for Actor to substitute Lord Ainz for his Adventurer duties. But for now, the two Doppelgangers walk the human plagued streets of E-Rantel .

"Ahh, silence I see? Fitting , but alas even I too dislike the idea of pretending to be Father. But I take this as any task handled by him as a blessing, especially this one! Which is to be sent to see the outside world so bear with me for if I can't contain my enthusiasm for all this. And I have to say, E-Rantel looked beautiful during the daylight right Nabe-san?"

"Noisy, what is amazing about a place crawling with filthy insects and insignificant pests? Do not forget "Momon-san" , you are here because Ainz-sama is straining himself with something that worried everyone with half a brain in Nazarick. So you better curb your nonsense and know your place."

Momon sighed.

"You think I didn't hear of the news about Shalltear and all that? I too am upset and isn't ignorant to my Creator`s worries. But I don't think mooding around is the right way to handle things, especially in situations like this. Try thinking about happier things , keep a positive attitude and you will realize things are much better that way. Especially when I know Ainz-sama well enough that all he wanted was the whole of Nazarick to be happy. "

Nabe gritted her teeth. Even if normally she can bear the other Doppelganger`s antics. All that happen recently, everything had been making Narberal peaking her boiling point. All that was needed was a spark to lit her powderkeg.

Either by filthy humans and their insignificant nonsense.

Or that idiot who was blabbering beside her.

Or...

*Splat*

Nabe narrow her eyes and looked down.

A sticky gooey cyan ball of sugar splattered on her cloak, slowly melting down her brown cloak as it dripped its sweet sticky blood onto the floor . Before her was a petit human maggot who seem no older than fourteen, blonde with a detestable messy hair and a weird outlandish hat that look like something only a lunatic would wear. She looked at her with heterochromatic eyes, one red and one yellow. On her hands was the murder weapon.

A Snow Cone without it's snow.

"H...Ha...Hawawa...I am sorry! I am sorry! I am so sorry!"

The girl bowed up and down repeatedly for her mistake. But a shaky Nabe glared at her so hatefully that her hand flex and clenched into dinosaur claws as she barely held herself back from strangling the child.

"You...you Brat! You wor..."

"Ah ha ha, it's alright little one. Mistakes happen."

Momon put a armoured hand on Nabe`s shoulder.

"(Holding a grudge against a apologizing child will look really bad on us fraulein Nabe)"

"O...Oh alright, t...then I will be on my way now."

The girl sniffed and wipe a stray tear before turning around and moving along.

Momon gave a sigh of relief.

"Well, that was close, now let's keep moving, the Adventurer Guild should be a block and two turns away from here."

Momon took a step forward, but stopped when realizing his companion isn't following, but stood in her spot still, head lowered and still shaking.

"Uhh Fraulein Nabe?"

"Filthy insects!...worthless trash!...pathetic cockroaches! Its mother made a mistake birthing it with so much of a lack of height that she should dump her in the river. No...they should both dump themselves in the river and drown in it."

"You really doesn't change do yo...?" .

"...!"

Without finishing his sentence, Momon reached for the hilts of his swords. Nabe did the same. A chill went down their spines as they sense an extreme murderous intent coming for them.

Something ominous , something really angry.

"But where?..."

"Oi Cyka..."

Then they both turned to the place least expected to be the source.

It was that blonde girl earlier, who was five steps away from them. While Normal Humans cannot see , the two beings from Nazarick saw an red glowing aura of anger rising out of the child, who slowly turned back at them.

Her eyes dilated with rage and no longer heterochromatic, but bright red surrounded by bloodshot veins. Her cone crushed and crumpled inside her fist.

"...What did you said about my Oka-san and my height Blyat?!"

It was a moment of awkward silence as the two adventurers looked at the kid , who seem to only be throwing a tantrum. Still, Momon broke a cold sweat, his guard was up as even if his detection abilities scanned no magical capabilities out of her, but something was still off, so was the intent. But Nabe? The annoyed tired cranky doppelganger just calmly strolled towards her.

"Wait Nabe!"

"Heh?" The Child groaned in hostility and confusion as her adversary towered over her, engulfing her in the doppelganger's shadow.

Then casting her trademark icy glare upon her soul.

"I said , you are a failure ant, take a look at the mirror. A worthless mistake like you have every right to be walked over, crushed and stomped and I am sure no one will notice you for you are as short as your significance."

Usually , the everyday men will shiver and submit into Nabe`s demeanor, even some members in Nazarick was shunned by her coldness. But for some reason, instead of backing off. Momon saw more veins of anger popped out of the girl's forehead, somehow Nabe managed to piss off this kid even more.

Either this human kid is mentally deficient, or something else was going on.

Or worst case scenario, both.

"What's going on there?"

"Isn't that "the beautiful princess" Nabe? What is she doing with a child?"

Momon took a look around and broke a cold sweat. More and more passersbys started to gather around the scene.

"Damn "

Still, this unnecessary conflict can be avoided if one of the girls sucked up their pride and back off. So Momon pulled his companion by her arm.

"Nabe-san we have to go, now!" Momon hissed.

Nabe stiffen a bit.

She narrowed her eyes and made a "tch" sound, meaning she's agreeing to back off, good for her.

But not before she give one last gesture, of benting forward, giving the maggot one last cold glance and spoke.

"Listen up brat, you wasted enough of my time. Now take my advice go to a corner and di...KUHF!"

Before she even finishes, her eyes widen and her cheeks puff in red as she spit a glob of saliva, and she bent down even more.

A fist went right through her guts, shaking her intestines a bit , she spit out blood and bent forward in pain.

"...N...Nani."

Now her face was at the same level of the brat before her, the girl whose height she insulted earlier , had a other hand curl into a fist, drawing back her shoulder with a expression of madden rage, before giving Narberal Gamma the hardest blow she had ever taken to the face in her life, so much that it sent her flying.

"NABE!"

The crowd quickly stepped and gave room as Nabe flew right through them to the other end of the road like a rocket.

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"Umm where did Katyusha go?"

"She went to buy snow cones Mister Bareare." Nonna answered.

"Oh."

Nifrea went back to spacing out to the everyday busy streets of E-Rantel. Every second one passerby will went past the Caravan.

Then two or more that past him, murmurs and chatter follow. Pointed behind him and moved along to that direction. More chatter ensured.

Then three or more followed...wait. Nifrea craned his head to look behind the caravan, curious.

"Oh?"

He saw behind the caravan, a huge group of people congregated behind them. Piquing Nifrea`s curiosity further, causing him to wonder what kind of daily commotion is E-Rantel gonna provide?

Then the crowd started to shift a bit then split apart as his answer came flying right past him so strong that a gush of wind almost blew him off the driver's seat.

"What the hell was that?!"

Shally popped her head out of a caravan Cabin, and saw in the clearing of the crowd... was none other than a certain blonde headed girl whose fist was still raised and smoking.

"Oh, Nu." She mutter.

Meanwhile, a carriage driver was just passing by , not long before he gave a yelp of fear when he notice the incoming projectile speeding towards him. Fortunately for him, he managed to jump off before the impacts lands, same can't be said for the carriage.

And a explosion of sawdust and smoke ensured.

"My Carriage!" The poor driver cried.

"Is that...?" Nifrea gasped, his face slowly distort to that of panic as he realized more and more of what had happened...

The dust settled, revealing none other than Nabe "The Beautiful Princess" , who now had ugly black eye on her face , bleeding nose, and a tattered cloak on her body.

"You Brat!" Nabe try to force out her words through gritted teeth.

A loud whirring noise followed by the smell of sulfur and sparks suddenly warm her scalp alerted her.

Turning behind, Nabe realized Katyusha kneeling was behind her, fixing the ruined carriage, her hand morphed into a welder , through sparks and smokescreen hide her face as she repaired the damaged vehicle.

"M...My Carriage?" the Driver mouthed , stunned.

In a few seconds, the smokescreen cleared, showing the Armour General and a Carriage that looked like it's freshly made, as if a certain battle maid hasn't crashed onto it earlier.

"The Carriage has been fixed, but you, your mouth, your face and your attitude..."

Katyusha stood up and her right hand which once had been a wielder, spun and morphed into a spine-chilling drill ladened with spikes, perfect tenderizing her poor enemy. And she turned to the maid, her metal teeth blaring and her eyes bright red , her drill spun into life with a blood curdling screech.

"Now, how should I fix it Sobaka?"

"..."

There was a sudden urge to back off from this midget before her, for this time, the tables had turned as a she felt Katyusha`s shadow being the one that consumed her, her maddening gaze and the fearsome screech from her hand device shook her soul into a chilling submission.

For the first time in forever, Narberal Gamma shivered in fear, as she truly felt threatened for once, she truly felt ashamed.

"KATYUSHA STOP!"

Nifrea, Lei , Shally and Nonna rushed to the scene.

The drill stop whirring and it morphed back into a regular hand. She turned to her companions and smiled as if nothing happened. Her eyes had reverted back to her normal heterochromia shade.

"Kidding kidding, I am just scaring her for being rude. Oi that rude Onee-san there, learnt your lesson yet?"

The famed adventurer and Battle Maid of Nazarick shook even more with rage. She stood up and drew her Sword and blared her teeth. Her bulging black eye disgraced her face as much as her fragile pride.

"Nabe stop."

Momon step in between her and Katyusha before anymore pointless violence ensures.

Whack*

A fist hammered down onto Sekri`s head.

"Just what the hell are you thinking?! Picking fights on the Streets like a schoolgirl who still sucks on her thumb! This isn't how a proper socialist behaves! This isn't how anyone properly behaves!" An enraged Lei twirled his fist on Katyusha`s head like a naggy parent.

"Hawawa I am sorry Comrade Lei-san! But she started it first! She made fun of my height and my Oka-san! My Oka-san blyat!"

"Then don't you want it means to be the better person?! Fists aren't always the solution! You can be higher in morals! In discipline! In being the better person!"

"Ok ok I know I am wrong! Just stop pinching my cheeks!" Katyusha cried as Lei pinched her cheeks whilst stretching it.

Meanwhile, Nifrea hurried to the two Adventurers and bowed.

"I am so sorry for my companion's behaviors Momon-dono and Nabe-dono!"

"Momon and Nabe?! You mean he is the famed Dark Hero Momon who tamed the Wise King of the Forest?!" Shally exclaimed then she turned to Katyusha whose cheeks was still getting pinched by Lei.

"Kaatyyuuushaa!"

Shally growled internally as she knew her party had wronged two very powerful people in this city. Physically, and Politically...so much for their "Peaceful" trip. But meanwhile this is a good opportunity for her to mend relationships and get to know the two better.

Meanwhile Momon helped his companion up. The crowd had started to scatter and disperse. Murmurs and mutters echoed and faded as everybody went back to business as usual. But for the parties involved, especially for the members of Darkness, the damage has been done.

Both sides just tapped danced over a minefield and Momon doesn't felt good about all this. Helping Narberal back to her feet. He decided it was best to get out of here, until he felt a tap behind his back.

"Say, zat Gentleman over zere."

Both Momon and Nifrea turned to look at Shally.

"Although words can't portray our remorse over our actions. Perhaps a drink over the nearest tavern may? `Our treat..."

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Part III : Ale and Tonics

Brain Unglaus

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Brain was felt better.

He took a gulp down a mug of ginger ale while enjoying the cheers , chatters and fiddles by the Tavern Bards and musicians. People singing, telling tales and making a lively atmosphere all around. Even of those cheers and music weren't for him , it doesn't matter regardless. Maybe for a younger or more egotistic him it does, but he felt himself grown out of it. No longer does he need others celebrate for his ego.

He celebrating for himself.

Celebrating for finding new meaning in life.

Celebrating for meeting people like Sebas , Climb.

Celebrating for exceeding himself by finding himself something worth fighting for.

"Brain Unglaus I presume."

Brain shifted his eyes to a stranger approaching him. She's a young and beautiful one, sports golden hair and a clerical armour hence it wasn't difficult to assume her class and profession.

But despite her beauty, she had an air of power and dignity. Plus, Brain wasn't going to let his guard down anytime.

"That's me, and you are?"

"Lakyus Alvein Dale Aindra of the Blue Rose. A friend of Climb."

"Ah so you are with Climb, so how can I help you?"

"I heard you are the second strongest of the Kingdom , a warrior of a very capable caliber."

"I am flattered , but once you see the things I seen, you will realize that title means nothing."

"I do, but I am more interested when I heard managed capture Cocco Doll and crippled the Eight Finger`s slave trade, while strength in combat is admirable, what I admire more is people who used that strength for good."

"Indeed, but I couldn't do it without Climb and another friend of mine. People worth fighting for, but I think you didn't come here just to flatter me."

Lakyus smiled.

"We are planning a major raid on the Eight Fingers in the upcoming night. We are gathering adventurers we can find. It is an operation sanctioned by the Princess herself. Climb will also be there. "

Another raid against Eight Fingers? That doesn't sound bad. Especially when Climb was going to be there, and if it's sanctioned by the Royal family, which means Stronoff too will ...

Cough!*

Brain choked on his ale and he grabbed his throat to recover. His body shook and sweated while his eyes shrunk in fear.

"Brain-san?"

Fate had always treated Brain bad, and he had been strong against it. As he always thought it was training him to a better warrior, so after escaped from her, Fate had his soul beaten down, reduced to a more pathetic version . Not before Fate gave him Sebas and Climb. The two that uplifted him to someone better, someone with important things worth fighting for.

But right now all he can ask was that did Fate really tried to make his life a farce by having her appear before him right at this moment? Right now, right here in a tavern where his celebrating what Fate given him?

Because a few tables away from him , despite masked and draped in different clothing, it doesn't stop from Brain from sensing her aura. As she was none other than.

"S...Shalltear Bloodfallen..." Brain muttered

The monster that once reduced him to a coward.

"Brain?"

Lakyus cried, trying to snap the horrified swordsman out of his daze.

The Brain blinked and shook his head a bit, but it doesn't help. As Shalltear Bloodfallen still sat on the other side over the room with her rather interesting companions. A tall Foreign man and a Short Foreign girl wearing similar fur hats accompanied by a meek boy whom Brain recognized as the local Pharmacist`s grandson. While on the opposite end was a hulking Knight encased in Dark Armour and his rather beautiful Adventurer companion sat beside him, beautiful if one doesn't account her black swollen eye imprinted on her left face, which seems quite recent but faded overtime.

With no doubt, the group over that table suddenly became the center of attention of the entire tavern. The Tall Foreigner shook hands with the Dark Knight before sitting down with their fellow companions, implying those two are the leaders of their respective parties.

Lakyus turned behind her, where Brain was staring and where the Dark Knight and the Foreigners (with the Pharmacist`s Grandson) sat.

"Isn't that the "Dark Hero" Momon and the "Beautiful Princess" Nabe, and who are those people sitting beside them?"

"Haven't you heard? Nabe got into a fight that loli foreigner over there and she gave her black eye!" A nearby patron chimed in.

"What?!" Lakyus exclaimed.

"But aye, sad that her friends pull them out before anything fun happened. The tall one and the masked one with the weird accent. But still, seeing Karma hit a smug bitch like the "Beautiful Princess" is a spectacular sight to behold! Ahaha , serve the job stealing arrogant whore right."

With that the half-drunk patron turned away from the duo, leaving them to their devices. One close inspection, he was wearing a iron adventurer`s plate, which explained a lot.

"Weird accent?" Brain thought, Shalltear may be strange and a fearsome monster, a bit sinisterly arrogant yes but never one "with the weird accent."

She glanced at that Blonde girl sitting beside Shalltear Bloodfallen. Who was currently looking down and pointing her fingers together, guilt written all over her face.

"I can't sense any magic aura from the girl or the man, only a bit from masked woman and the boy. That doesn't make sense, if that is so then how did she singlehandedly beat one of the top adventurers of E-Rantel?!"

Lakyus muttered as she used her divination spell.

Brain grit his teeth as he glared at Shalltear, who doesn't seemed to notice him.

Then, he shuddered.

He realized, from where the slits of the mask which concealed the eyes of the vampire, was pointing at him all along.

She flicked her palm wide, and a fireball appeared above it. Her eyes continue trailing at the swordsman.

Brain`s hand moved to the hilt of his sword.

Then she put a cigarette into the mouth of her mask, and lit it with the little fireball. A trail of cigar ash exited from the masked vampire.

"Uhh..."

"Oi Barkeep! five mugs Zof Ale for me, these three gentlemen and the lady!"

"I...I will just have water." The meek boy said.

"Hah?! What about me?!"

"A grapejuice for the girl, zour too young."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY YO...oww ok ok I am sorry!"

The Tall Foreigner pinched her cheek before the Blonde Foreigner unleashed another tantrum, while maintaining a restrained smile.

Brain observed the scene with a weirded-out look. His relaxed hand moved away from the hilt. Using the Tavern patrons as cover, Brain and Lakyus observe the peculiar group from their table.

Now, He was so certain this was the vampire that terrorized him a month ago, sweating in fear and quivering, milliseconds from either running away or drawing his sword. And that former thought evaporated immediately he watched the vampire chugged down her mug of ale while smoking a cigar with a mask.

But Firstly,

She does have a weird accent ,

Secondly, she smokes and drinks like an ruffian without an air of sinister elegance.

Thirdly and most importantly, even if Brain was so sure of it, but IS she really Shalltear Bloodfallen?

"Lakyus, I will participate in the raid tonight, but right now there are some things I need to do."

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"So you are foreigners?"

"Yes, but from what I heard. You two aren't local either?" Lei asked.

"Indeed , both Nabe and I too are foreigners. We travelled here and became adventurers to seek worthy foes and become stronger. From the li ... I mean this young one`s strength, I assume our goals of leaving our homelands are similar?"

"Oh Nu, ve are just travelling Merchants. All ve wishes are just to explore different lands, see fascinating things, visit new worlds, cultures different from our own, expanding our knowledge and worldview which in a way... is also becoming stronger in another sense. But also bringing home fascinating tales of our journeys to have a laugh with our tavern mates back home."

A waiter with a tray approached the table and put down the drinks, Shally thank her and raised her mug a bit and smiled. On the clear surface of her fizzy drink reflected a Momon who hid his emotions behind his helmet.

"Interesting, but there's something I failed to understand. Why don't become Adventurers instead, with your strength you will surely prosper in this trade."

"Well ... We already served our own respective motherlands , motherlands that not long ago felt the scorch of war and now that we are savouring the fruits of our labour, our precious peace. We rather not indulge ourselves in a legalized mercenary trade that go against our ideals in patriotism, a trade that involves a thing we all collectively disliked : violence." Lei said.

"You're the first person I ever heard such things, people. I have to say Nifrea, you have a gift of acquainting yourself with rather interesting people."

Gesturing to a Nifrea who have been silent this whole time.

The moment he entered into this tavern , he had been sitting with unease and an awkwardness that make his skin crawl. Few hours earlier these new acquaintances humiliated one of Lord Ainz`s servants then proceed to beat up and humiliated another. Not to mention the one sitting across the table, who was the said lord Ainz, despite what persona he was acting as, have both been denounced by an extremely skeptical Shally who now invited him for a drink as talked as if they have been long time drinking buddies.

All of this just felt so wrong.

"Tch."

"Oh? Is there a problem Ms Nabe?."

Instead of addressing her masked counterpart. Nabe, who still have a purple bruise over her eye, even though faded a bit, glared at Katyusha.

"Funny, for someone who "collectively" hated violence. You surely don't hesitate to use it like a barbarian. Hypocritical pests."

That's what Nabe would want to say, but she kept silent for the sake of professionalism.

"A silent type? Thi like, usually the kind that hides a lot of secrets and the one fate usually paid attention to. Privileges of adventure and glory usually went to people like you, or your partners."

Nabe narrow her eyes, this time at another member of the opposing party.

"What are you implying ?"

"Oh ho ho, such scary eyes you have Miss. But no worries..."

Shally paused to take a swig of her mug before she continued. Naberal immediately disliked her but not as much as her other companion.

"By no means thi have ill connotations. It is just that … we are literally in the presence of the legendary adventurer duo , Momon and Nabe. The ones that massacred a horde of ogres without blinking, stopped a Death Spiral and tamed the legendary Wise King of the Forest. All of these are amazing tales told by many who retold it, many of them of course may not be too far from the truth, but they are just legends. Yet here we have the actual heroes in these tales. Pure undiluted information, just right in front of me. So I wish to hear them myself."

Shally clasped her hands together and rested her elbows on the table.

" Indeed it's as you told from the others , I did slew hordes of Ogres when I am escorting Nifrea as my main quest, I did tamed the legendary Wise King of the Forest while I was on that Mission. And then that night Necromancer Cultists decided to create a Death Spiral , tried to raise a undead army and we both stopped it." Mormon answer plainly.

"Oh ho? That's a shame, was hoping to get more actions , more thoughts or some amazing untold backstories behind these tales. Usually it would something along the lines of an Honourable Knight seeking adventure and glory that he went all the way to hunt a beast that probably wrong him sometime in the past. And now he did it, and it will all be happy endings and roses."

Lei, Katyusha, and Nifrea glanced at the masked Vampire, not sure of the direction this conversation was taking. And the one who steered it, Shally, was just casually just taking a sip of her drink.

"Strange,"

Now all attention was back to Mormon.

"Forgive me if I sounded arrogant, but usually when people come to me for tales, they were usually filled with Admiration or jealousy."

"Zis that so?"

"You are neither."

"..."

"... hohoho, Just curiosity got the better of me. Like Thi said earlier , Thi enjoy collecting excited tales from travels and personal experience then bring it home to tell. As simple as zat, nothing more, nothing less. After all I would soon be leaving this city to somewhere else, why not make the best out of this situation where thi can have the best chances of doing what I like? Hence there be thi best reason, why not ?"

"Is that all? "

"Just two more questions if you don't mind."

"Have you ever return back to the Forest of Tob or the Carne Village?"

"Why yes, I do."

"So what was on your mind when you tamed the Wise King?"

"I did what I felt was right."

Shally took and sip of her ale (with cigar still lighting in mouth).

"Da , indeed. Thank you for zour time." She pulled out a stopwatch and flicked it open.

"Oh well look at the time, Thi better be going now. Come wif me Tovaras."

She skipped and hopped to the counter to the Innkeeper`s and paid her fees.

"Come now, we have a journey to catch, oh and good day to you two." Shally cheerfully said as she head out.

Sekri shrugged her shoulder and left.

Lei awkwardly smiled apologetically and left, Nifrea and Katyusha followed suit. The two adventurers of Darkness stared at the backs of travellers and Nifrea as they left. Especially at the masked one, who folded her arms behind her back as she left.

"What Strange fellows, am I right Narberal?"

Momon asked Naberal, who have been glaring at Katyusha as she exited the tavern.

"Please don't look at her like that."

"That little ant... humiliated me, a price she must pay dearly."

Nabe growled, Momon sighed.

"You know, this could be all avoided if you listened to my advice and stop bullying a kid like how you bully the rest around here."

"Silence before I tear you tongue out fool," Narberal hissed to her accomplice , who unironically in his truest form , same as her, had a face of three hollow holes.

"You...ugh, Nevermind that, I will send Eight Edge Assassins after them. As anyone who can send a Battle Maid of Nazarick flying with a single punch is worth keeping tabs on. For now, try to keep a low profile and fix your face and your darn reputation amongst the humans and pray to human`s tendency to forget things. We already screwed up enough here and forgot that despite how strong we are, actions have consequences."

Narberal widened her eyes in anger but her mouth was silent. So she gritted her teeth and growled softly.

The two Doppelganger never drank a drop that day as their left their still full mugs on the table.

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"Nifrea My boy!"

"Hello Grandma Lizzie."

The two embraced each other. The moment was short and peaceful.

"It's been too long, you seemed skinnier the last time I see you. Did they feed you well there? "

"I... it's only been a month Grandma, I am fine, people in Carne are nice and I am learning a lot there."

"Many things can happen in one month, too many can happen in a month. So who are you folks."

Lizzie Bareare turned to the Group of Travellers who stood beside her grandson, and made the store feel extra crampy.

"Oh, these are these are the group of foreigners that saved me. Trustworthy friends."

"I see, friends of Nifrea are always friends of mine, did they asked for anything in return?"

Lizzie asked as she went back to packing up her magical item into sacks. However leaving tons of potions that's still on shelves unattended.

"No, ve didn't asked for anything cept for a drinking buddy and a guide around this marvelous city. Say these are some interesting wares you stock."

Shally picked up a vail of shimmering yellow potion and inspected it with curiosity.

"Indeed, shame I am leaving them, all these years, all these hardwork, guess that's all worth it I guess, worth for something that's even more precious to me. "

Lizzie solemnly looked at her grandson, then her shop. A place she spent building up for decades, now forced to abandon due to the price she paid to save her grandson. All worth it she guess, but there was a certain amount of feelings that made her feel ill inside.

"So what do you plan to do with them Lizzie-san?" Katyusha asked.

"I plan to sell the shop at a ridiculously cheap price to another owner. Along with all its wares that I cannot carry. I cannot sell them all or have enough money to buy Moving Services."

"Vich zis why Ve`re here. zOur Caravan can carry half of whatever`s here to Carne while ve have the ability to sell the rest." Shally said.

"You are? Really?" Lizzie asked.

"Mhm"

"What do you ask for return?"

"Oh , zat's simple, your Soul."

Shally calmly said while lighting a smoke on.

The Bareares stared deadpanned at Shally jaws dropping.

"Heh heh he..Ahhahaha! That look on zour faces, I am just kidding, all I asked for is just a humble twenty five percent on the profit from the sales. If I made too unreasonable demands Tovaras Lei here will sure nag me to death. And I promised to help as a friend to Nifrea and I treat this as a long term investment, a win win situation is always better than a situation where a party win only."

Lei folded his arms in silent and nodded. While the Bareares who can't understand half of what the eccentric stranger said, just went with it.

"Now how do you managed to sell all this in a day?"

"Hmm I always find a way."

The Bareares gave her confused looks, but she merely shrugged it off.

Shally walked outside the shop and breath out a air of confidence, looking at the Caravan parked outside. Where Bork was waiting.

"Raise the MCV in my Order!"

Bork nodded, and the Train of Caravan morphed and split up as it reconstructed itself into a base that look like a miniature Medieval Gothic Castle reinforce with Soviet Armour plates with the green paintjob and red star insignias all over. A flag was erected on a pole, the tri colour flag of Romania SSR flew high.

[Construct Building : Propaganda Towers］

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Brain hid amongst the crowd as he stalked the Travellers, but somehow, for some random reason got lost when Shalltear herself broke away from the party and walked herself off to a alleyway.

Brain followed immediately, like a moth to the flame of ever consuming darkness.

In that darkness where he was alone, he was met with some turns and twist of the one way cobblestone laned alley, but his target had already escaped his vision. Worse, it didn't took long for him to realize he was lost, even more confused when he hit a dead end .

"What the..."

Then some spidery creature jumped from above and desperately scrambled on its eight legs. Brain quickly pulled his katana out. The Spider saw this and lashed out to the human on sight.

The entirety of the giant spider dominated Brain, his hand was shiver and he felt his will wavering as his soul was shaken by this monstrosity before him.

Then few traces of light pierced through the monster in it's head, abdomen and thorax. Sicky black liquid sprayed out and the monster collapsed. It's green glowing eyes dimmed and went black.

Brain looked up and saw the culprit, Her silky black hair, pale deathly Skin and red glowing iris were telltale signs that she was one of hers. No doubt it's one of the Vampire Brides Shalltear brought with her.

However, this one looks different, she wears a weird baggy hat with a red star and skull badge pin to it, a red and black colour theme long coat and holds a rather exotic weapon that seems to be made of a crossbow handle, some wooden parts and a iron rod at a end with a spyscope attached to it. The tip of the rod was still smoking.

The two have eyes locked for a moment, before Brain turn round and sprinted without catching a breath.

"Wait!"

A voice cried from behind, probably from the Vampire. But Brain couldn't care less , he ran and ran.

Eventually, he tripped into the light and found himself amongst a crowd. The lady he bumped int gave him a look of displeasure to which he quickly apologized.

"TWO FOR ONE! LIZZIE`S PHARMACY! FORTY PERCENT OFF DISCOUNT!"

Brain turn to the loud droning noise playing at center of the crowd, that had already made a beeline for.

A gigantic tower of steel built at the center, blasting the same advertisement repeatedly with some trumpet like parts with a sign built at the center that reads the same message, in red and yellow fonts.

Underneath, was a thriving Potion Stall manned by the Bareares, the Blonde Foreigner and... Shalltear herself.

"That's impossible! Wasn't she in the Alleys few moments ago?"

What the hell was going on here.

Then the skies had turned orange, he broke a sweat. Climb`s face flashed to his face as he remembered the promise made to that boy of joining the raid. He going to be late, but running away now means he will be losing her a second time.

He glared at Shalltear from the crowd, then at the orange sneering sun. He chose to turn around as he push himself out of the crowd .

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"I can't believe it, I never seen a sale this wide scale, we never managed to sale off so much in one go."

"The Power of Marketing Tovaras. Never underestimate the power of information and media."

Shalltear said smugly with a mug of ale in hand. Nifrea Bareare sat opposite of her.

Night had descended. And all that the Bareares can't carry were sold. Apparently 20th century advertising techniques was an overkill in a medieval setting. So now everybody celebrated for that feat.

The Bards was singing songs of cheer and their stringed instruments brings energy yet a sense of peace of her soul.

"HAH! I knew delaying a day for my travel is no mistake! Thanks to the Travellers I have made the best sale I had in decades. All those efforts will not go to waste Ah ha ha!

Lizzie was euphoric , high with the monetary success.

The Ale, the Cheers, and the peace.

All the things the Commissar cared.

Meanwhile for her companions, Sekri was playing dice and laughing louding at a roundtable close to her, with all the money she can buy more snowcones. Ivan was of course, drinking at one corner.

"We practiced Capitalism did we not?"

Lei, the only one who doesn't seem too excited dragged his fellow partner and said that to her.

Of course, nothing is perfect.

"Look, ve helped a old lady today to make sure all her work didn't go to waste. Let the people of this city get usually expensive potions in a cheaper price, and ve didn't exploit anyone so we did fair commerce."

"Still one of our core tenets had been violated."

A skeptical Lei crossed his arms.

"if ve don't earn enough local currency Thi fear we will not last here in this trip. Plus there`s also this Chinese Saying I learnt from one of the Hackers. `Good man may likes Money..."

"... but he have to earn it in good faith."

"and thi think ve did. "

Lei sighed and shrugged his shoulders then he joined Sekri and the others. The Stubborn General may mean well, but sometimes a pain to deal with.

Shalltear let a sigh of relief and went back to her mug.

"Tovaras Commissar."

Narrowing her eyes as she was interrupted once again, Shalltear turned to a dark corner where Camilla emerged, in her Securitate gear and uniform.

"The Spy was dealt with, but thi met with a small complication."

The Securitate agent handed her Commissar a photograph, showing a image of a Blue Haired Swordsman dashing for the alley.

"Ahh this fellow, Thi suspect the Spider thing was sent by Momon and probably his master , vich I suspect is this Ainz Ooal Gown. To show them the strength of our Anti-Espionage Machinations, and for appropriate precautions. We have to end it sadly. But this interesting fellow, he glared with such fear and curiousity that had infected me as well. Yet I can't sense any ill intentions from him."

The two walked to the balcony where they were alone and in comfort of the dark nightly sky.

"Would you like me to keep an eye on him Tovaras Commissar?"

"Da, too much precautions doesn't harm. But for now Tovaras, get changed. You did vell, let's savour this time over for a night for a drink for thi rather not get interrupted for a third time"

The Commissar produced another mug for her subordinate.

Despite the seriousness earlier, Camilla nodded as she accepted it. Too used to her Commissar eccentricity. So she let her her fangs touched the surface of the liquid...

"Vat now!?" Shalltear growled

Like a volcanic eruption, a gigantic walls of flame burst from the ground and into the sky kilometers away them, but still visible. It didn't take long for them realize the entire part of the city was surrounded.

Camilla quickly ran over the edge and raised her sniper scope.

"Zis is bad."

Shalltear gulp down her drink one shot, and look into Camila`s scope.

From the circle of flame, swarms of monsters and demons , winged ones and bloated giant green ones terrorized the populace. Pillaging shops and storehouses, while the green ones picked people one an ate them one by one. That was when Shalltear realized, the lumps on the Green ones bellies, were faces of people, everytime another one was eaten a new lump grew out of it.

This was an indiscriminate attack. And they will no doubt find their way here sooner or later.

The bard music had stopped, replaced by sounds confusion and panic erupted below her.

The laughter of joy replaced with screams of fear.

The peaceful glow of the bustling E-Rantel city, replaced with flames of war and destruction.

Shalltear watched as she clutched her mug. Her peace was disturbed with danger, her dissappointment was immeasurable and her ale was ruined.

And she was undeniably PISSED.

The door slammed opened and the Lei, Sekri and Ivan barged in. While still in their disguises, they are armed to the teeth with their individual weapons.

"Bad situation outside mina-san, we have to leave this place swifty Comrades." Sekri said, her eyes icy blue.

"We have to organize resistance, and evacuate the people first, that's the duty of the Liberation Army." Lei said with his PPSH primed.

"Oh ve are leaving here alright, nor are we leaving the civilians here. The goal of that greedy arrogant bastard that practiced this aggression is clear, to rob and kidnap as much people for Cainabel knows what reasons. And Ve are here to deny him of that, Ve are going to make him pay for ruining our peace."

Then she snapped her fingers. Out of the shadows , emerged several Securitate members who gracefully glided from the rooftops and onto the balcony. Shalltear took out her cigar and angrily lit it alight with a weak firespell.

"Thi will be taking main command of zis evacuation mission. Thi am more suited in Urban Settings and the Pseudo-MCV is already in my Command."

"And we will support you in this garrison as much as possible, I will try to calm down everyone down there." Lei said as he dashed down.

"Try to not die mina-san, now if you don't mind, I need a few hands at the windows Comrades."

Sekri said as she and Ivan followed suit. And her Securitate saluted too, and rushed downstairs with their rifles ready.

The Vampire breathed in and out as she clenched her fists as red unholy mist poured out of her sleeves.

［Undying Communism］

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"Are those the Undead? Vampires?!"

"Demons and the Undead attacked city!?"

The patrons below are in a even more so panick, as they saw the Securitates taking positions at the Inn rooms and windows. Completely ignoring the remarks of the patrons.

Outside, More steel towers and now some sort of Weird small stone Mausoleum gates with skulls and red star insignias, and they opened with bright red lights pouring out of them with an unholy aura. Undead Conscripts, Artillerymen and even T-34 tanks marched out of these mausoleums, armed to the teeth with worn World War Two gear, gear that was considered antique by many but advanced in a world like this.

Rushing out to make makeshift barricades, taking wooden tables and flipping them over as improvised covers with no resistance from the startled patrons and the Tavern building, an Medieval building , located at the town square, had been decorated with barbed wires , fortifications and red stars.

"Those undead aren't attacking us?" Lizzie said.

Nifrea then widen his eyes.

"Black cat, White Cat or Undead Cat or any other cats, as long as that cat can catch the rat for the state, it`s a good cat."

That memory echoed inside his head.

"They are with the travellers..." He said with the realization.

In the midst of panick, a Zombie, dressed in longcoat and a officer`s cap. Walked up to the second storey where he can be seen by all, chest forward and back straight, raised a pistol and fired it in the air. The ear piercing noise shocked the entire tavern into submission.

Surveying the crowd with stern eyes, he took out a loudspeaker and addressed to the crowd.

"This is Politcal Commissar Yurikov of the Joint Red Army Speaking, we are not the aggressors of this disturbance, but we aren't going to get walk over by them either. Few of our citizens and comrades are trapped in this city as I speak and we shall evacuate them this place safely, along with any civilians willing to receive our aid. Shall they refuse to, they also have the freedom to do so at their own risk."

The crowd was flabbergasted at the Zombie Commissar`s words. But none dared to speak against him.

" A Fleet of Armoured Airships will arrive here shortly , this place, the E-Rit Square will become our temporary Embassy. To the demonic aggressors, while we are neutral, all aggressors who dare trample on the square will be shot down. This is a message that we will resist with LEAD and FIRE! For the Only way to pillage or kidnap here is over our already dead bodies."

It was at this moment everyone realize the Politcal Commissar`s message was boardcasted throughout the City. Reaching all ears within, including to Ainz Ooal Gown, who listened to the message solemnly with Naberal and Evileye who stood before her fallen comrades of the Blue Rose after a Fierce Battle with The Demon Jaldaboth.

The said Demon , also known as Demiurge who fled to safety now in his hideout, took in the news with his Battle Maids and other Denizens of Nazarick with worry.

" And to the citizens of E-Rantel, help each other, put up resistance and never lose hope. It's what the aggressors want and never should you give these undeserving bastards any. Steel yourself in your survival, either come to our safe zone at E-Rit square or to any friendly forces. Look for the Red Stars and Red Flags people, those are our symbol, OUR symbol of YOUR safety!

May our Courage and the Motherland bless us all. Commissar Yurikov of the Red Army, out."

The message ended with the statical click. Leaving shocked and surprised expressions on the Adventurers faces who mutters amongst themselves except for Renner Theiere Chardelon Ryle Vaiself , the Golden Princess who sat with them with her usual serene smile.

"That's an interesting development." She chirped.

Brain , Climb, Gazef Strongoff and the Blue Rose exchanged looks, regardless of this they were all already prepared jump into this situation regardless. Despite how complicated now it had became.

Inside her improvised Headquarters at the Tavern, Shalltear laid out a warmap on her table that shown 3D holographic objects of the seen Demons, her own army, buildings of both the City and her own. Along with her rifle, her lance and some magazines.

All units was in position.

All buildings built.

All was prepared.

She smouldered her cigar on the table, then she looked out the window before her, a flaming city in the middle of the night. Where her Enemy were at the gates.

Now all she have to do was to outlast this all. While the enemy was indulging themselves in a War of Annihilation, she and her Red Army was prepared for a War of Survival. Just as she and her comrades did before they arrive here, and for Some of these Comrades, before they are even dead.

And She swore that will give them a Challenge. A bloody good one.

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One more Chapter before the General`s Challenge.

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