Overlord Blue Citadel Alternate

『Broken』

Jack appeared before the Eleventh Seat of the Black Scripture without warning.

"In all that is holy..." She murmured as she stared at him with wide eyes. He had used a 'spell' she didn't recognize to teleport in the room that had been otherwise blocking teleportation.

The Guards on either side of the cell, Jarod and Anika, both looked ot Jack before bowing their heads. "Welcome Jack-sama."

Jack nodded to them as they welcomed him to the little prison he had here. A small grin over his lips as he looked over the blue haired female in the holding cell. Her choice of attire, he could quite easily judge her. It reminded him of a shut-in who always lived in their pajamas.

Though what interested him in the most was the hat on her head. It seemed it might have some sort of significance? That and the orb which was sitting beside her, it reminded him of a Red Orb, a World Item from YGGDRASIL.

"You must be the Thousand League Astrologer, yes?"

She nodded towards his cautiously, feeling the need to back away from the bars of the cell, as not to be attacked or killed by him. Though there was no real reason to do so, since that wasn't his reason for coming here.

"As this is so, I'd like to know about the members that are in the Black Scripture," Jack gestured for her to come towards the cell door, which she shook her head to.

"I... I will not betray my country, I cannot divulge information of my colleagues. Doing so... I'd be put to death..." The girl appeared the mumble as she hugged the wall, keeping her orb close to her.

"Being silent will not protect the Slane Theocracy. I need just to devour you in order to learn what I want, which will inevitably cause your death either way." Jack wiped his face with his hand as she seemed to be uncooperative.

"Devour... Like you did with the Knight and the Leader of the Sunlit Scripture?" She immediately tensed against the wall. She remembered the screams, the sounds of bones breaking and the body being broken down.

"Yes," Jack clarified her question as he crossed his arms, looking over her.

Slowly she removed herself from the wall and waddled on her knees to the cell door before sitting on her legs. She wasn't making eye contact and instead was looking to the floor.

"There are thirteen of us..."

"Not Twelve...?" Jack narrowed his eyes looking at her, from his accumulated knowledge, there were twelve. However hearing there were thirteen made sense, as if there was someone else stronger, it would be best kept a secret.

"Yes..." She finally looked up at him, "But she's stronger than the First Seat, she's referred to as the extra. The secret Ace of my country."

"Makes sense," her narrowed his eyes on her curiously, wondering just what kind of magic items they had in their possession. His eyes flickered over to her hat as it was moving around slightly.

Reaching through the bars, Jack pulled it off her head.

"H-hey!" She went to grab it, but he had already pulled the hat through the front of the cell. "Give me back my hat!"

Jack just furrowed his brows at her for a few moments before tucking the item into his item box. This immediately shut her up seeing what he had done. The Gods, the Players, that they were descendants of had been able to do the exact same thing.

Wordlessly store nearly unlimited items in an extra-space, as if conjuring things from nothing at all. She could only surmise that this being right in front of her, was the very same.