Gate: Thus the Sorcerous Kingdom Fought There

CHAPTER 39: Theatrics of Despair [Part 2]

A little bit earlier, before the demon Emperor made his descent: Above the Holy city...

"It is time then..." the demon emperor checked his pocket watch, smiling deviously under his elaborate mask.

Hidden by a spell, he and his forces already surrounded the city. The plan is set to go! No one is suspecting what he is up to. This is it! Time to strike! Everything is set!

"Will it really be alright if I use it, father? I mean..."

"Now, now... we have a task here, little one. You don't want to disappoint the Supreme Beings, do you?"

"No..." the demon girl lowered her head, grabbing the treasured scroll tighter.

"Fufufu! I trust your judgment. Don't forget, Ainz-sama gave us this role to prove our loyalty and understanding of his plans. He even drew these gods to one place, so we don't have to herd them. How magnanimous a ruler he is, truly, always thinking of us, servants."

"Truly!? How far does Ainz-sama see?!" the girl under the mask blinked perplexed, not even daring to imagine what the Supreme Being thought when he accepted this invitation.

"Even I don't know that. But do not fret, daughter, our master, is the man of mystery, it is not shameful admitting you don't understand his plans fully. Instead, try to grow, learn from mistakes. Even if impossible, try to calculate and catch up with Ainz-sama. This is the perfect opportunity for that. An important lesson you can call it."

"Bu-But, what if I botch Ainz-sama's plan? What if..." she bit her lip under the mask. No! That was impossible, right? How can she think of this?

"I..."

Demiurge, aka Jaldabaoth, raised his arm, stopping his daughter before she could say anything more. "As said, you need not worry about such minor details. Ainz-sama calculated with multiple outcomes, as well I myself made precautions to fix the holes." admitting, even the thought that Ainz did not think about every possible outcome could be blasphemous. Unfortunately, it was an old habit of his; he can't help it.

"Any more questions?"

"Yes... what about that Khan guy?"

"What about him?"

"According to my spies, he kidnapped Zorzal; I suspect he wants to use him to incite rebellion from inside the Empire, and garner support from the surrounding countries who are on to send their armies against the weakened Empire."

"Yes, that is his plan." hummed Demiurge with hands folded behind his back. "Nothing to be concerned about. The rebellious elements will march to their death. That is expected..."

"I know about that. I mean..." the girl wiggled her metallic tail uneasy, an appendage that resembled Demiurge's own — but more slender looking. "It is obvious he is planning on taking out most of his opposition by using us, and not moving his forces from that place. I am referring to the fact; this is too obvious. He is hiding something. First, sending my people on missions to recover worthless artifacts, then kidnapping that useless Prince to incite a rebellion that will surely fail. He is planning something, I feel it!"

"Fufufufu! Of course, he is! It is quite obvious he is an intelligent opponent. That's why... it would be a waste just to kill him. Beings like him are a rare find. The last such person was Princess Renner. Immensely intelligent and tactical, even now, she is of a great asset to us."

"Yeah, I remember her. We met a few times. She is surprisingly intelligent." the girl hummed, recalling the meeting with the blonde woman with a deviously sincere smile.

"That's what I am saying. Back then, no matter our advantage, she wouldn't obey our whims, rather hiding her true talent from us. Yes, that was her plan to fool us. Unfortunately for her, Ainz-sama was a few steps ahead of her, convincing her by just a mere act: the only way to earn her happiness is to do her best, and obey us without complaint. Basically, handing us the leash of her collar. Show us all her skills and assets. Giving us full control."