Overlord: Nazarick's Angel

<4> Willing Demotions

   The entirety of Nazarick's great warrior knelt down before Momonga.

   "Raise your heads." He ordered, a blackish aura leaks from his body. "You all did well to gather here. Thank you."

  "Your thanks is wasted upon us. We here have all pledged ourselves to you." Albedo pleaded, "Momonga-sama, you may find us lacking. However, we vow to work hard and to live up to the expectations of the supreme beings who created us."

   "We vow this to you!"

   "And I vow to work hard to live to the expectations you bestowed upon me." Camael ended.

   Silences compels them. Momonga's skull mouth went wide open, "wonderful, Camael, Floor Guardians, Archangels! I am confident that all of you will be able to fulfill your duties without fail!"

   All of them smiled, including Camael.

  "Well then. Right now, the Great Tomb of Nazarick is caught up in an unknown situation. I already had Sebas survey our surroundings..." Momonga glanced at the side.

   Sebas stood near the exit, bending down.

    "Grassland?" Momonga asked after Sebas reported the situations.

  "Yes." he said, the old butler were kneeling down in front of Momonga. "Completely different from the swamps that surrounded the Great Tomb of Nazarick, I could not confirm a single building, human, or monster in a one kilometer radius."

   "Good work, Sebas. It seems Nazarick has been transported to an unknown land for some reason." He moved his head to in front of him , "Floor Guardian Leader, Albedo. The defensive leader, Demiurge. As well as the Fallen Archangel of Beauty, Gadriel."

   "Yes!" The three of muttered out.

   "Create a stronger information sharing system and fortify our defenses!"

   "Yes!" Beside the three, the angels and guardians muttered out.

   "Mare, is there a way to conceal the Great Tomb of Nazarick?"

   "I-It would be difficult using just magic. But if we covered the walls with dirt and concealed ourselves with vegetation-"

   "You want to smear the glorious Nazarick walls with dirt?" Albedo hissed.

   "Albedo. Don't make unnecessary remarks." Momonga growled.

   "Yes. Please forgive me, Momonga-sama."

   Momonga shifted back his attention to Mare, "is it possible to conceal ourselves by covering our walls with dirt?"

     "Y-yes. As long as you allow it, however..."

    "A random mound would look unnatural, my Lord." Camael chimed in, "Sebas were there any hills around the area?"

    "No. Unfortunately, we are surrounded by flatlands." Sebas answered.

   "I see." He touched his chin, before looking at Momonga, "then I would suggest we made dummy hills in the area, my Lord."

    Momonga looked at Sebas.

   "I believe we would blend in such a surrounding if we do that, Momonga-sama." 

   "All right, then that is what we shall do." Momonga decided. "Afterwards, we will hide the open areas that we cannot cover with illusions."

  "Y-Yes. I understand." Mare accepted the order.

  "And lastly, I want to ask each of you something." Momonga said, before glancing at the vampire, "first, Shalltear. What kind of a person am I to you?"