The putrid elder (OC x Overlord)

The gems in the sky

Hazak's POV

I smiled as I turned to Momonga, bowing my head in acknowledgement. I may be a player from Yggdrasil like him, but he's still guild master after all. "Raise your heads" He commands whilst emitting a black aura out his back. "You all did well to gather as fast as you did. We thank you"

Albedo, whom was still lightly blushing, semi-humbly rejected the praise with a smile, "Your thanks are wasted upon us. We have all pledged ourselves to you. Lord Momonga, lord Hazak, you may find all of our skills lacking, however we vow to work tirelessly and live up to the expectations of the supreme beings who created all of us!" "We vow this to you!" everyone exclaims in unison. 'Did they rehearse this or something..?' I ponder whilst trying (struggling) to keep my face stoic.

This seems to satisfy Momonga as he raises his arms and shouts out "Wonderful, My guardians!" with much pride! "I am confident that all of you will be able to fulfill your duties without fail!" This naturally elated all of them, whilst I walked down to inspect my followers. They all were subtlety emitting different auras, representing their different powers. I must say, I know I made them to be OP but this is absolutely redonkulous!

"Hazak, back up here" Momonga ordered as if I had interrupted his speech. Knowing him its probably just that he didn't want to be on the spot by himself though. As soon as I walked back up to his side he got right down to business'.

"Now then, the situation outside of Nazarick is at the moment, completely unknown to us. With this in mind, I've had Sebas survey the area" With his name being called Sebas appears from fuck all nowhere are explains. "My lords, the only things to see outside the tomb are grasslands" He reports, earning a surprised repetition from Momonga, "Yes lord, i'm afraid that the swamps that once surounded the great tomb of Nazarick are nowhere to be seen. Furthermore, I can confirm there are not one living creature withing one kilometer either. It would seem we are completely isolated" 

"Thank you for your efforts Sebas. Seems like Nazarick has been transported to an unknown land beyond our knowledge" I ponder whilst scratching at the carrion on my cheeks. "Albedo, Demiurge and Velkhana, could the three of you fortify our defense's and come up with a plan incase we are under siege?" I ask the three and receive the quickly becoming standard answer of "Lord/Yojr (Lord)"

"Could you also come up with a way to strengthen our information gathering?" Momonga also asks, receiving the same answer as I did. "The rest of the Guardians, follow their lead. Mare, is there a way to hide the tomb?". The shy little elf unsurely answers with a "Yes, though it will be difficult if we use magic, but if we cover the walls with dirt and vegitation, I think it would--" "You would smear the glorious Nazarick's walls with dirt?!" Albedo growls out, angry at the mere idea that the tomb's walls be covered with a single speck of grime.

"Albedo, I'd watch your tone. We are only thinking of ideas to keep ourselves hidden. Don't make unnecessary quips lest I need to discipline you" I growl out, as I begins gnawing on the husk of the dead Girros, the loud snapping of bones echoing through the colosseum. 'Not the most subtle threat' I think, hopping I don't actually have to put her in her place.

"Forgive me lord, I was careless" she rectifies, bowing down just a bit more in submission. "Are you confident dirt would be sufficient, Mare?" Momonga continues, pretending to be undisturbed by my little threat. "Yes, I am, so long as you allow it of course. Except..."

'There's always an except isn't there' "Right, one round mound would be unnatural at best. There weren't any hills nearby, were there Sebas" Momonga states/asks Sebas, whom only shakes his head. "Fortunately, we have these handy dandy things unironically called hands, of which we can mold and cast the land to our desires, such as making dummy hills, right Mare?" I suggest for the little laddy.