Overlord X Star Wars fanfiction: The Overlord's Enforcers(Discontinued)

Chapter XI: Chaos of Re-Estize (Part I)

Two weeks passed since Nazarick's conquest of Tob Forest. Cocytus has been busy managing the Lizardmen's on the swamps, as well as other guardians. Ainz has been busy being an adventurer, building fame and fortune along the way. Korra has been busy practicing her Sith Alchemy, alone and content to perfect it. Zyrax? He's doing what other great Siths do, plotting.

Ever since the idea of world conquest flew through his mind, he is burning with a desire to fulfill such an idea into a reality. He always looked at the map of the world, which he acquired from incorporating probe scans and local sources maps. In other words, he held the most accurate map than any other person in the world, including from Ainz. And with that map, he has been scheming on world conquest. With the help of Jadus, of course.

But now, he is walking towards a chamber. With flowers, a box of lunches in his hands. The Chamber is guarded by Sith Troopers, as Zyrax stopped at the said chamber.  The troopers notices his arrival and opened the door for him. Inside, stood a half-woman-half dog in Maid apparel, watching over a young lady in a bed.

"Pestonya, how is she?" Asked Zyrax.

"My lord," Pestonya replied. "She is recovering from her resurrection as expected."

"Good. Leave us." Zyrax commanded.

Pestonya bowed and left the chamber, leaving Zyrax with the young lady.

"How are you today?" Asked Zyrax as he sat on a small chair next to her.

"I'm fine, thank you Va- I mean Lord Zyrax." Said the young lady. "Sorry, I'm still not used to all of this."

"It is fine. It is expected from you." Said Zyrax. "You're the first to ever interact with us, Ninya."

The young lady in question is none other than Ninya. The last living member of the Sword of Darkness group. She, however, is different. Her hair is longer, and a tad taller.

"Here, I brought you flowers and your lunch." Said Zyrax.

"Oh my, thank you so much. How sweet of you." Said Ninya. "And I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth about my actual gender."

"It's fine. Your talent is too valuable to be wasted by some maniac." Said Zyrax. "You can be so much more, which is why I decided to save you."

Ninya's head drooped down a bit and spoke.

"Why only save me? You could've saved the others as well. They're all equally competent, much more than I do. So why me?" Asked Ninya.

"Simple. You're much valuable than the rest." Said Zyrax. "Peter's swordsmanship is nothing to mine. Lukrut's sharp ears and marksmanship are a far cry to my ability to sense the enemy and my soldiers' marksman. And Dyne's druid magi is nothing to our elemental magi. Out of all of your friends, you are by far the most valuable. Your talent to learn magic half of the needed time is very useful, the only limit is your mortal age. If we can somehow train your talent and enhance it, you will be stronger than you are now."

"I see. I understand now." Said Ninya. "Say, I never told you my actual name haven't I?"

"Yes, you haven't. And I really wanted to know the name of the woman before me." Said Zyrax. 

"Well, my actual name is Cecilia Veyron. I threw that name for a reason."

"Why? Cecilia is a beautiful name. Just like you." Said Zyrax as he smiled.

Cecilia's face immediately went red, Zyrax's smile is too charming for her to resist. His face is irresistible enough, and the smile is just a punch in the gut.

"W-wh-why would you say such things!!" Said Cecilia as she desperately hid her flustered face.

"Why? You are beautiful. And such face is worthy to be admired upon." Said Zyrax, being Zyrax-y as usual.