Jack had been leading them in a complete circle for a bit of time just over an hour, before they actually resumed their previous route. All remained well as he used True Illusion to have them believe they were walking in a straight on direction towards the North.
No one questioned it since there was a few more hours, and it was pretty much in the middle of nowhere between the two cities. So unless they made constant trips in the area, there wasn't all that much difference between one or two miles out from the City of Arwintar.
With her at his side, Jack was smiling down at Arche.
"Do you think Jack-oniisama will be have fun with this?" Aura asked as he nudged her little brother who was holding his staff with two hands.
Flinching, Mare nodded. "Ja...Jack Oniisama will definitely... Enjoy this."
The elves seemed to be talking amongst themselves as they followed the group. They were well aware of the plan as Ainz had informed them of it.
They personally couldn't wait to see the struggles up ahead.
Momonga had chosen to briefly move to the Northern Ruins and raise numerous low level undead within its walls and underground passages.
There seemed to be plenty of bodies and skeletons that could be of use. Allowing him to make it appear as if they were going to seige an entire castle filled with Undeath.
Jack didn't seem to mind at all that there would be high risks of death amongst the group. As long as he could revive them, that all the mattered. Though he did worry about Arche, he didn't want her to get hurt, let alone watch her friends die.
So it was likely he would just hang back like he had done earlier when they first met sometime ago. Where he would use healing and such, even buff their strength maybe.
Arche had this blank smile across her lips, trying to hold an expression on her face to wipe away the impression of a lifeless doll. Though that was hard to do, whenever she wasn't trying to smile, she wasn't smiling. It just wouldn't stick.
"My feet hurt..." Their oh so confident leader, Termite, appeared to whine to no one in particular.
"We cou--" Arche was nudged before she could even suggest they take a break. She turned her head and looked up at Jack who shook his head slightly, a sinister and smug smirk across his lips.
Blinking a few times at the look on his eyes, he seemed to be in a bit of a sadistic mood? No, that wasn't quite it... This seemed like spite. Raising her brow sharply, she placed a hand on her hip as she walked beside him still.
Jack would lean over and mutedly speak quietly into her ear, "Wouldn't watching help you forget what you've seen?"
Yup, this was definitely spite for her friends fucking in his Master Study.
Her face turned a bright red, she looked away quickly before turning her head to face him once more. A conflicted smile was across her lips, as if she didn't know whether or not to frown or smile, or not make an expression at all. The corners of her mouth would twitch.
"Is that really alright?"
"Of course it is," Jack's smirk would slowly soften into a meaningless smile, "Plus I can always revitalize them when we arrive. All those calluses on their feet would just be another reminder."
"...To just to have fun in the bedroom..." Goltron leaned in between them a few steps behind. "It seems you're doing God's work."
Whether or not Goltron was actually serious or not, couldn't be made apparent by just looking at the High Priest's face. Jack just stared at him for a few seconds, before turning his attention forward and straightening out his own postre.
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Overlord and the Seraphim
FanfictionJack Graham also known as Ciphersyntax or affectionately as Cipher, is one of the few top-tier PvP players of the game known as YGGDRASIL. However, despite being this, the game was merely therapy for him as it kept his mind off of his deceased young...