Indolent Overlord

Chapter 11

Disclaimer: I do not own Overlord, obviously - Kugane Maruyama-sama does. Although the drawing above is how I picture Adalbert to look like, I also do not own it.   

An unfamiliar ceiling, Adalbert groggily mused as he awoken from his slumber.

It took him a quite few moments to reorientate himself and realize that he was currently lying on an uncomfortably hard bed in a room that looked similar to his at the Singing Apple INN. His gaze sharpened gradually as he analyzed his surroundings, fingering the hidden daggers in his sleeves in preparation for any abrupt attacks.

Usually, he would've gone from 0 to 10 within a split second after awakening at an unfamiliar location, but oddly enough, it took him a while to even go from 0 to 1.

When the door creaked open, Adalbert lethargically pushed himself into a seated position and held his forehead. He was acting as if he was still disorientated whilst he peered at the newcomers from his peripherals, judging them for any hidden weapons and ulterior motives.

"Ah! It looks like sleeping beauty has finally woke up. You okay? We found you passed out cold in front of the INN."

Four people crowded to the left side of his bed, and the one who spoke - Hekkeran, Adalbert reminded himself - grinned at him almost playfully as the human leaned slightly forward to hand over his pair of thin-framed, oversized circular glasses. Adalbert retrieved his decorative eyepiece accessory, perched it on his nose, before dropping his hand onto his blanket covered lap.

"I am fine," he nodded slowly, his cobweb-covered brain still actively trying to process how he had ended up collapsed out on the streets despite his HP being full, "What happened? And who are you?" Adalbert added the second question with a tilt of his head, pretending to be oblivious to their identities.

The leader of Foresight scratched his head and shrugged, before turning to look at his members. The other male human and lone half-elf also shrugged, whilst Arche remained stoic with her hands on her staff, knuckles white from how hard she was clutching at it.

Judging by her body posture and microexpressions, Adalbert knew that the blonde magic caster was extremely wary and suspicious of him being here - perhaps she even suspects that he did this on purpose to force their meeting.

Unfortunately, he could not claim credit for this unexpected scenario despite it bringing good results. It was completely unintentional on his part for him to be, quote, 'passed out cold in front of the INN' like some weakling. In fact, this plan would have never entered his mind in the first place as he was also too prideful to show a weakness in front of these lesser beings.

Purposely forcing himself, the One True Devil who governs over the Sin of Sloth, into fainting just to meet a handful of insects? How preposterous.

(Adalbert has long been influenced by Ulbert into becoming a misanthrope. Hence why 'Satoshi' had chosen to play as someone from the Heteromorphic race when YGGDRASIL came online. After becoming his avatar, a Sloth Demon, his dislike for humans, in general, had soared and reached the heavens.

Some nights, he would even contemplate the eradication of humanity... but ended up shrugging those thoughts away. They were too troublesome to act upon. Besides, he preferred napping and sightseeing rather than causing mass genocide, anyway. Holocausts took far too much energy.

It was a harsh and cruel mentality, but he was not one to lie to himself.)

"Right, introductions. Well, we four are a group of Workers called Foresight. I'm Hekkeran, the leader. These two beauties are Imina and Arche. Last but not least, this here's Roberdyck. He was the one who examined you to see if you had been injured during your fight in the tournament, but the conclusion was that you were just sleeping. Mind, we were getting worried since you've been out for the whole day without any signs of awakening!"