A man reincarnates in the Overlord world prior to YGGDRASIL's shutdown. Taking the opportunity for what it is, he tries for any advantage he might manage to secure himself a fantastical haven in the New World! No Harem. Outside POV. AU. No game ling...
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Day 1 after the Transfer Sebas 1
The halls of the fifth floor were devoid of sound save for the head butler's resonating footfalls. The royal serfs who would customarily be present for cleaning and guarding were now absent by the order of the king in his want for loneliness.
Sebas Tian was rather dismayed at this queer behaviour in his liege. However, he did admit that the day heralded forth a major step forward for the kingdom— to be an empire in the near future— a leap in its rebuilding and expansion. It would have been stranger for the king to display no oddities, yet this was out of the norm.
Perhaps even a bit extreme.
Though that might be because he knew not how to tackle this new strangeness the king had adopted.
The dragonoid allowed himself a sigh and some lax in his stoicism. A display he only dared to show in the absence of judgment. A look to the left and he saw his current image reflected to him upon the pristine white marble walls striped with gold and jade.
An aging man with short greying hair and a similarly short trimmed beard stared back at him, eyes sharp and blue. An immaculate butler suit edged with platinum fabric adorned his body, and a pair of black leather patents on his feet. In his right hand was a folder of files retrieved from the surveillance department along with reports of vague origins.
His lips twisted into a small frown, a slight furrow in his brows accompanying it. Never was it a pleasant day when his king's unnamed unit submitted reports along with the normal bunch. He just hoped this would not add to his liege's odd mood.
Or worse, morph it into pure displeasure and frustration.
The gleaming fluorescent light— the likes of which hung countless on the pale reflective ceiling in the form of pendant orbs and priceless chandeliers— caught his mildly wrinkled face in his moment of over thought and wild rumination.
His head returned frontward, and he noted he was just a few dozen steps from the king's private study. Normally, there would be two royal guards decked out in epic-grade armour and weaponry guarding the gilded ornate double doors but today it was bereft of these noble sirs. In their place were the unseen shadows of his king, hidden in places one would find difficult to discover.
Yet unlike most the dragonoid was able to perceive them without much hardship, the boons of his draconic heritage granting him exemplary sensory capabilities that bordered the realm of mythic. Not to mention the treasures the hider warriors were equipped with. They carried with them the stink of power and reaped lives, however phantom it had become.
Though he did admit that the entire castle did mask the worst of it, given the grand value of the entire building and the Yggdric Force that wafted off it. Yet Ninpō did give off a unique scent.
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