Overlord + 1

005

'xx' - thinking
{xx} - message
; - sweatdrop/ sweating
[xx] - skill/ magic

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(From here on out I'll be using their regular names even in disguise, but the other characters will address them accordingly to reduce confusion)

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As they were walking along the vast flat pains. Nfirea broke the comfortable silence.

Nfirea: Um. Mr. Peter?

Peter: Yes?

Nfirea: Why don't we take a break,
around that area?

Peter: Good idea. Mr. Momon?

Ainz: I understand.

While the horse drank water at the nearby river that glistened under the hot sun. Peter was checking to verify that the perimeter was safe

Peter: After this things will get a little
dangerous from here on out, so it's best to be on gaurd.

Ainz: Don't worry about us. We'll be careful.

'I kinda have to be, considering I can't use most of my magic in this armor. Playing the tank role was never really my speed.'

'If things start to get out of hand, Narberal will use fifth tier magic. I'm not sure what we'll be facing, but hopefully, that will be enough. If not, I may have to get serious.'

Lukrut: Try not to look so worried, Nabe. Everthing'll be fine as long as I'm here. I'm the best set of eyes and ears this side of the Re-Estize Kingdom. Impressive right? You can praise me.

He said proudly while Noir snuck behind him and all he did was let out a breath of air on his neck and he jumped like crazy. You chuckled at his idiocy.

Ilena: Wanna test that theory? Haha

Nabe: can I squash him yet, please?

Ainz: Nabe. Noir.

Nabe: Mosquitos should be handled without mercy.

Noir: Agreed.

Lukrut: Harsh! But it's okay, gorgeous, I so can tell you want me.

The rest laughed nervously at his embarrassing phrases.

Ninya: You know, I just realized something. We've crossed into the Wise King of the Forest's territory.

Ainz: Who is this "Wise King"?

Nfirea: It's a very old and powerful magical creature. At least, that's what the legends say. Not only can it cast magic, but it's physically strong.

And if its four razor claws
don't finish you off, its snake tail will.

Ainz: Interesting. I think I'd like to meet it.

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Back at Nazarick

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Demiurge paused at the doorway to Lord Ainz' room, taking a deep breath before opening it. The soft click of the door sounded as he entered the room. He immediately noticed Albedo, who was sighing and moaning to herself, lost in thought.

"Albedo," Demiurge called, his voice calm yet commanding. Albedo gasped, instantly snapping out of her thoughts as she turned to face him.

Demiurge: You have your own accommodations, why are you in Lord Ainz' room?

Albedo: I was rubbing my scent into everything I could. I wanted it to be the first thing he smelled when he finally returns.

Demiurge: 'Considering he doesn't require sleep, I doubt that will happen.'
Fine, just, don't overdo it.