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NOBODY: Q (Advice): A good start I'm rereading this as I saw it has been updated noticed some grammar problems which could do with tidying up such as missing connectors on sentences for example "Albedo stated as she closed her eyes and shifted a small bow" it just needed one more word to make it flow better Albedo stated as she closed her eyes and shifted into a small bow. If you want to make it flow even better still try to avoid using "and" to bridge a sentence together it is often not needed for example. Albedo stated as she closed her eyes shifting her body into a small bow (could elaborate more on how she performed the bow.) Or go a whole different route Albedo stated as she closed her eyes bowing down in subservience to her masters. Also you used fifth (at one point it's double typed you only need it once.) for the floor number but then 7th in the next paragraph surely seventh would make for better continuity with words.

At the end of the day, it's your story I'm just offering some advice. I'm sure that there were other things that I could say but I'm not here to rip apart all your hard work it is a good story. I will review the last chapter after I've reread this tomorrow.

A: Well for "some" advice you provided a lot. I've been wondering if I should edit the past chapters lately and with you pointing out specifics... I will do some editing so rest assured. :D

Guest: Q: More

Also, why did you bring naruto character in this you should have brought Sasuke so it could be an Uchiha clan member thing not a naruto one he all over the fucking place as don't want to see or read about him anymore

A: Rest assured, Naruto isn't going to be a support character nor a main character, he's just going to be... Decoration... Now that I've thought about it... I should probally tweak his level way down.

Zettai Zero: Q: Were you reanimated or something?

A: Hm... No, not really.

Chapter 8

Calm Before the Storm

-The Human Kingdom of Re-Estize-

-Re-Estize-

Sebas walked the streets of Re-Estize solemnly.

He paused as he saw that a crowd blocked his path, there seemed to be a commotion going.

Humans were curious beings, attracted to even a small amount of commotion and always wanting to view it or join in. In a sense, they were cowards or arrogant apes that sneered when something bad happened.

"Is he going to be okay?"

"Poor boy."

They could act but fear, cowardice, or just plain cruelty overrode that sense of justice.

"Should we stop them?"

Hesitate you will age, retreat and you will die.

It is not wrong to save people!

Sebas recalled all the inspiring words his creator, Touch Me, imparted to him. He reforged his resolve and sped through the crowd, swiftly weaving through as though he was a phantom.

It was a group of men beating up a child. The smell of alcohol was predominant next to the blood and sweat. The butler counted the men, counting 4 in total and one child.

Sebas internally wondered how would these men react if they found out the next morning that they found themselves in prison of a crime that they couldn't remember. His thoughts wandered to Shalltear, someone who experienced something worse, and her brief betrayal of Nazarick. He also wondered if these men would feel any sympathy or hatred of themselves once they realized their crime.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a pair of amused looking guards watching the commotion. They are to supposed to uphold the law and peace in the city... Truly humans are pitiful insects.

Before the man leading the beating could strike the boy again, Sebas swiftly broke his wrist and punched his gut, instantly knocking the man unconscious with broken ribs. The man hadn't even been given a moment to scream in pain as his alcohol slugged mind prevented any reaction.

A heavy thud resounded as the man fell on his back, his friends and the crowd looking at him in shock. He quickly put the other men unconscious in a moment.

Sebas swiftly turned to the guards, who stiffened when they noticed his stare, a silent message was sent to their minds. He then continued on his path, a large gap widened up for him by the crowd.

"He must be an adventurer!"

"I never thought I would see such a strong adventurer..."

"No look, he's a butler... But for whom?"

"He's... So handsome..."

Sebas was not paying attention to them, instead, his thoughts went to his goal. I do hope this doesn't grab the immediate attention of the enemy... If they prepare defenses it would become a tedious task to wipe them out.

The rest of the trip to the slave brothel was boring, nothing of note grabbed his attention. The street was still mysteriously deserted, with the occasional drunkard or thief, of course, but to think the capital was the center of crime in the kingdom was a weird idea. Unless... Organized crime...

That would be the most logical answer.

Enough of philosophical debate.

Sebas stood in front of the door that had brought the whole situation on his lap, which directly was put on his doppelgänger master's lap. He forwent courtesy, honestly why knock when you're there to surprise attack them, and kicked open the door. Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly, a man was on the other side of the door and when the door was blown off its hinges and sailed to the end of the corridor, he died a rather gruesome death.

Alerted by the loud bang, the man's comrades came running to check what had happened, only to be greeted by Sebas' fist.

Removing himself of some specks of blood that managed to taint his coat, he moved on.

He paused, slightly confused as he reached a dead end. "This isn't right... [Sixth Sense]," he muttered, calling out a unique monk skill in his arsenal. "Hm... A trap door."

Making his way to the hidden door, he opened it, immediately catching the bolt midair that had tried to pierce him. He had to give them slight credit if it wasn't for his unique skill, he was sure his fine coat would be scruffed.

"I wonder if I should take the head of this establishment prisoner..."

-The Human Kingdom of Re-Estize-

-Re-Estize-

-Nazarick's Headquarters-

[Are sure the punishment you gave to Sebas... A bit underwhelming to say the least?] Momonga asked Madara.

[Silent Cast: Message Momonga] To a loyal follower such of Sebas, there is no worst punishment than humiliation. Take Shalltear or Nabe, for example, the cute vampire had been depressed since her fight with me which she only recently had been shaking off. Nabe, from what I've been told by you, would rather prefer suicide than to displease you. They are instilled with very strict Traditional Japanese doctrine implanted in by their programming. Madara explained.

He leaned back on his chair and started to rotate slowly, waiting for a response from Momonga. [Well I guess that makes sense, most of the guild was Japanese, they could've accidentally implemented it].

[Silent Cast: Message Momonga] Anything else?

[Umu... Well, I'm going to test Nazarick's security using the natives as test subjects.]

Madara's eyes scrunched up. "[Message Momonga] Ho? Who are you going to use then?" he asked, speaking out loud.

[Workers from the Baharuth Empire preferably, as their reputation as unchecked dungeon seekers and mercenaries would make them unmissed in the public eye.]

The Uchiha clasped his hands in front of his face and thought. He's becoming independent... I suppose that's a good thing but if he makes more decisions like these he will eventually cut the strings. I will need to contain his independence... "[Message Momonga] I'll assign a clone of mine to oversee the checkup then."

[Oh okay. Then I'll begin.]

Madara sighed. At least he's a good poster king.

-The Human Kingdom of Re-Estize-

-Re-Estize-

-The Royal Palace-

Ever since the assassination attempt on Princess Renner's life, dozens of palace guards were recalled and their shifts doubled. The once empty halls now had guard duo stationed at every corner. The magical barrier that protected the palace from conventional and magical means had been reinforced.

This added security was not unnoticed by the common people, as rumors of the princess' assassination attempt spread, many of them rallied before the palace to give their support to their beloved princess. This was the amount of power Princess Renner had, not the total backing of any one faction but the backing of the people.

"Honestly, I had no idea that an assassination attempt would do good to the victim," Lakyus frowned, donned in her armor. She stood by Renner, watching the crowd that formed. "But this does put a target on your back."

Climb, who had remained quiet since Lakyus entered the room, became curious and concerned in her words. "Um..."

Princess Renner had a soft look as she looked at Climb. "She means that with my popularity amongst the common people, the practical backbone of the nobles, they will grow jealous which means they will lash out," she explained solemnly. "But of course, I have you to defend me right, Climb?"

A heavy blush appeared on the bodyguard's cheeks. "R-Right," he stuttered, "I mean..." He straightened his back and saluted. "I, Climb, shall protect you from all harm!"

Renner covered her mouth, a light blush on her cheeks.

"Ahem," Lakyus coughed, "if you two lovebirds are done, my team and I had pushed the raid tonight, we'll also decide to enlist the help of mercenaries to compensate the lack of time to contact our friends."

Renner, who had gained a slightly heavier blush at the description between her and Climb, nodded. "I suppose you enlisted the Black Army company?"

Lakyus raised an eyebrow at the acknowledgment by Renner. "How did you know?"

"Well, they are a relatively strong, honorable, and organized mercenary company. The average individual strength of a single soldier seems to be about on par with silver or platinum ranked adventures," Renner let that sink in. "Now, from the rumors, I've gathered that there are about 50 to 100 of them. Each team is divided into fours and their teamwork is phenomenal."

Climb gulped, that many people were stronger or on par with him despite all the work he put in? Going by Renner's maximum estimate, their average individual power is about 1 rank higher than his estimated power which made their average rank 2 ranks below adamantite.

Lakyus pondered on this information. "Gargan and Tia have gone to hire 2 teams to try to fill the missing manpower.

"It has been decided that Tina and I would stay with you to defend you from harm as well. Tia and Gargan will assault the supposed drug department head's headquarters. Evileye, the third adamantite team Darkness, some guards, other adventurers, and the first Black Army team will assault the Six Arms headquarters. The second Black Army team and a handful of adventurers and guards will assault the last brothel."

Renner nodded. "I suppose this is for the best. Do we know where the Eight Fingers general headquarters is?"

Lakyus shook her head. "No, but we think it's somewhere near the border of the Baharuth Empire," she said, taking a sip of her tea. "This is mainly due to the thriving of the slave and drug trade within the empire."

Renner bit her lip in concern.

Spotting this, Climb went to comfort her with words. "I'm sure they will see the wrongness in slavery, Princess," he said.

"Right."

-The Human Kingdom of Re-Estize-

-Re-Estize-

-The Eight Finger's Last Capital Brothel-

Click. Click. Click. Sebas' heels clicked on the stone. He had been cleaning up the guards and attendees, as well as any client this place had.

He had rounded the slaves up behind him to keep an eye on them. Disgusting, how could humans ever touch these demi-humans? Indeed, 2 of them were elves something he was sure any denizen of Nazarick would've gone in a rampage at seeing an "inferior" race enslave a "superior" race such as elves.

They were all covered in the blankets from the bed he found them servicing in. Obviously, this was the main source of their discomfort.

It was silent as he systematically moved from one door to the next, killing all the clients and rescuing all the victims. Of course, there was some struggle initially from some of them but they eventually caved in when the other captives reinsured them.

It was a rather easy affair. Of course, there were some guards who circled around and attacked from behind but Sebas saw and heard everything. Whether it be from behind or in front, he heard their attack and had quickly dispatched the ambushers.

Pa-bang. Another insect headless, his body fell down like a puppet that had its strings cut.

He moved onto another room and promptly broken the door off its hinges and paused. For there was what looked to be a high ranking noble who was just beginning his intercourse with a woman who squirmed in the bondages that held her.

"W-Who are you?! Do you know who I am?! I am Earl Grey Judge! How da-" The man became headless a second later.

"Tsk. So even the ever so noblest of nobles come here," Sebas scoffed. I wonder if Madara-sama would be displeased I killed the landowner... He watched as some of the more charismatic slaves move in on the bound woman and comforted her.

Time passed as he finished up the client rooms and moved on to finish the job. All of the women, exhausted as they were, had decided to stay back and arm themselves just in case their captors came to round them up again.

It was for the best as he had led them to the entrance where his raven-haired master had said the raiding party would begin their raid in a few minutes. He was also told to take the Slave Department head, a skinny man named Coco, captive in order to attain the precise location of the Eight Fingers' general headquarters.

He paused, looking around what appeared to be a cargo hold. Deciding that the room up ahead would be a better use of his time, he had simply put one of the many "magical detectors" Madara had provided to him.

It looked like to be an office but there was no one to be seen. No guards, no employee, no overseer...

"[4th Tier: Objective Clairvoyance]" Sebas called, using a scroll that was inside his coat. The room, in his eyes, darkened and a wispy trail appeared before him, guiding him to his objective. Touch Me-sama had said that this specific spell was inspired by an old "video game" which made it a favorite amongst the Supreme Beings. Fond memories of his creator chatting with the other Supreme Beings, while he idling stood by, appeared in his head.

Deciding to follow the trail, he was led back into the storage room and was led to a container that could hold a person. Breaking it open, he found a secret staircase leading downwards.

Saying nothing, Sebas went down the stairs.

-Future Information: Ainzmas-

-The Human Kingdom of Re-Estize-

-Carne Village-

At first, it wasn't really noticeable but eventually, the townspeople began to notice the withdraw of Black Army forces from their village. Then confusion set in but that confusion turned into panic which was quelled when the commander, a man named Izuna, had explained the reason why they were packing up.

To put it simply, they were leaving because their help wasn't needed anymore and also because they were needed elsewhere. Granted, it wasn't a very good reason to quell their panic but it was enough for people to realize that they were taking the security the occupation force had provided for them.

As such, it was empty. No, that was wrong, it wasn't empty but it felt empty.

People still worked the fields, did their chores, and the goblins still manned the walls, albeit their workload increased tenfold. Yet, the village felt dead.

That was to change, however, as Enri had come up with a festival that will brighten their spirits!

Ainzmas, also known as The Monthly Festival Celebrating Ainz Ooal Gown. Thus the first Ainz Ooal Gown cult was formed.

-The Human Kingdom of Re-Estize-

-Re-Estize-

-The Last Eight Fingers' Brothel-

Coco Doll, the head of the slave trafficking of The Eight Fingers, became agitated as he waited for Succulent to arrive. Finally hearing the clicking of heels and the creaking of the stairs, he looked at the doorway with an agitated expression. "Took you long enou-" he stopped himself as he saw that the person wasn't Succulent. "Who are you?!"

"You're coming with me," Sebas commanded.

Coco, not like being commanded, gave a glare at the butler. "Che. Kill this imbecile," he commanded his bodyguards. Only for him to gasp as blood splattered on the walls behind him. "W-Wha-"

"That was a quick change," Sebas mused as he slowly encroached on the department head. "Now. You're coming with me."

"Ggghaaa!"

-The Human Kingdom of Re-Estize-

-Re-Estize-

Momon sighed as he entered the city.u. "I'm sorry, Ai- M-Momon-s-san, if this has interrupted your work, shall I eliminate the person who dared relay the request?" her face scrunched up in effort when trying to catch her mistake.

"It's fine, this is a great opportunity to increase my popularity anyways," Momon responded, waving off her concerns.

Two people, clad in pitch black and radiant white armor, walked up to them. "Momon, I presume?" the one with the white armor inquired.

Nabe, who was irritated the blatant disrespect shown by the "human," opined to talk down on them. "You dare you insect! Talking to Ai- Momon-san with disre-"

"Enough," Momon said sternly. "Sorry... She's a bit rowdy when she's in her period." Heh. This might actually teach her a lesson on self-control.

Nabe's face burned bright red and the people who knew who they were started to murmur. Any normal Tsundere would say "idiot" but strict loyalty prevented that. Or was it Kamidere?

Refocusing his attention on the contrasting duo, he noticed the slight shaking which was either a sign of stifled laughter or fear. "So..." he drawled. "Shall we head somewhere or perhaps you want to speak privately? Because we're supposed to meet some people soon."

"Ah right, follow me."

Walking past the adventurer's guild and heading into an alley, the white one got out a talisman. "Madara-sama had given us this to not reveal your abilities just in case there are rather... Unwelcome watchers and to not take up your time," she explained. "Kai."

The world quite literally stopped.

Momon looked around, his surprise suppressed due is his race. Nabe, who didn't have such a thing, jumped in surprise and her muscles tensed in anticipation.

"Here, this is the full schedule of the invasion. Make sure to be at the right places in order to secure maximum popularity," the white one explained. "The invasion should end around midnight with a defeat."

Momon became confused at the wording. "Defeat? Madara-san desires defeat?"

"Yes, he has told us that the main objective is to kidnap the princess and to unite the kingdom. Similar attacks will be carried out in the Theocracy and Empire but on a much smaller scale," she explained.

What is your end goal, Madara?

-The Human Kingdom of Re-Estize-

-Re-Estize-

-Unknown Location-

The undead was restless, they could feel and smell the living above them yet they were restrained by their masters.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

All the undead turned their attention to their master. The dark room was brightened by the flames that surrounded the being. A towering demon of fire, its menacing face was reminiscent to a dragon.

"Hm... Summon three dozen more zombies," a dark voice rasped. The hooded magician nodded and gave a small "yes" before doing as he was told. "I did not think this form would be useful," it mused. "I need to think of a name, shouldn't I? Hm... Saren? Fafnir? Amaterasu?"

"May I recommend a name, Madara-sama?" the magician asked.

Turning his burning skull to the NPC, Madara stared at him. "Any help is appreciated."

"Thank you, Madara-sama, for accepting help from this humble servant. The name I've come up with is... DeathXLord, the World Champion of Muspelheim."

"DeathXLord... The World Champion who turned into a World Enemy, infamous and widely known throughout YGGDRASIL. Tell me, what is your name again?" Madara mused, taking a liking to the symbolism and the name itself.

The NPC bowed. "My designation code is Black Army Magician-D03 but the name given to me by my peers is Solomon, a common name within the core."

"Solomon..." Madara tested the name. "Very well, you shall be the first Death Army General, you shall take a dozen or so undead to raid the villages on the border of the Holy Kingdom," he commanded. "But make sure you are seen, keep the mask and the hood on at all times unless I tell you to take it off."

"I-It is an honor to spread your name, Death Lord X-sama!"

Hm... Yeah Death Lord X... I'm sure the original shall like it as I'm him. "[Message Madara]... Is the alias Death Lord X acceptable?"

[Hm... Death Lord X... Yes, this name will surely spread quickly and if any other YGGDRASIL players are here like Momonga has theorized, they would flock to us whether it be out of fear or anger]

Death Lord X grinned and the clock to midnight struck another hour.

-The Human Kingdom of Re-Estize-

-Re-Estize-

-Nazarick's Headquarters-

Cutting off the transmission to his clone, Madara apologized to his guest, "I'm sorry for ignoring you... Hm... Are you now willing to sell out your... Allies to me yet?"

It had been only five minutes since his torture session had begun and the man was already breaking down. This man doesn't seem that hardened... About Earth-level of cowardice but even less.

The muffled bound man nodded, his eyes teary and red. His pants were torn in the places where the Uchiha stabbed. A pile of blood was already accumulating a humble amount of blood.

"Very well..." Madara then proceeded to lift the [Silence] spell.

"It's deep within the underworld!" Coco screamed out.

Digging the knife deeper into the slave dealer's leg, Madara was visibly dissatisfied with his answer. "Elaborate."

Coco screamed in pain and agony, his eyes promptly rolling to the back of his head before Madara snapped him back.

"Hm... Perhaps I should take an eye next?" Madara slid the kunai across the man's thigh. "Or maybe I should take an out a kidney?"

"U-Under..."

"Underneath what?" he asked as he began to slowly pierce the slave trader's body.

"The palace!" Coco screamed.

Madara looked at the criminal with a strange look before patting his head. He brought his head next to Coco's ear. "Wasn't too hard, was it?" he whispered, "and for the record, I tortured you to kill time I could've easily gotten it out of you."

The slave trader collapsed in pain, his head drooped down and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

"How much time we have left until the start of the invasion?" Madara inquired as he wiped his hands clean of blood.

"2 hours, milord," Tanya replied.

Madara nodded to himself. "Very well, clean this up," he said motioning to the unconscious Coco. "Also use this to heal him, he still has some use to me."

"Tonight is the night where it shall begin."

Chapter 8 End

... Okay, this chapter was at least 200 words shorter than my bare minimum of 4k words... Though now that I've added the review part...

This arc has just been a headache for me but I'm rather proud that I'm just now wrapping it up.

Next chapter will end the Men of the Kingdom arc and kick start a costume arc which I will call: "Three Kingdoms." An arc about the alliance between the Slane Theocracy, Re-Estize, and the Baharuth Empire. My goal of this is to take care of any political bs and take care of all three of the human nations in one fell swoop.

I released a Bleach x Highschool DxD if you're interested, it's called Karakura and I will focus on it after the next arc.