Overlord Blue Citadel Alternate

『Road to E-Rantel』

Sometime later that day, Vertum was carrying a number of woven baskets over to the wagon that had been readied and drawn by a horse golem. These baskets were filled with both grain and herbs used for enhancing healing potions. However, there were also some wooden boxes with the solution from YGGDRASIL which he was planning on selling to alchemists and potion makers.

Of course, he already knew the build up of undead in E-Rantel was reaching its maximum, it was going to burst. On top of that, someone seemed to be poking around in that city. Deaths were rising even more since yesterday.

Vertum turned his head to Enri Emmot who was standing directly behind him with a woven basket under her arm. "Having fun yet?" He asked with a brow raised.

"There's nothing else in particular to do," Enri admitted and she wasn't wrong. As a villager in a remote population, there was very little to do. Fashion, literature, there was little access to such things here and no true reason to get into. "Farming takes up much of my pass time."

Nodding as he already knew this from his days of spying on the village before its attack, he tilted his head to the side slightly. They now knew death as it were, but now they knew protection. 

His eyes drifted over towards the winged kobolds which stood guard, rotating from rooftop to rooftop and onto the incomplete walls. It was clear they were doing their jobs for the sake of their 'Queen.'

His gaze moved towards Enri once more, a grin forming over his lips. 

Raising a brow at him as she kept a smile blankly across her lips, Enri placed the basket into the wagon with all the others he had placed there. Giving him once more glance, she proceeded to sit in the front seat of the wagon, taking the reins. Though after a few seconds, she raised a brow looking over the horse they were using. "What kind of horse is this?"

"Golem," Vertum responded with a casual tone as he sat down beside her, and that was when it began to move on its own, smoothly moving under the constructed archway of the Great Wall.

Her mouth dropped open slightly, it wasn't something she saw often or at all really in these parts. Golems took a lot of manpower and time to create, the fact that he had this, meant that he was even more powerful that most known kingdoms. Especially with the fact that he spoke of it with such casual tones, it could only mean that it was entirely normal for him.

Yet before she said anything, she closed her mouth once more and looked forward at the dirt path they were going to be following. It was only fifteen minutes ago that she had said goodbye to her little sister, letting her know that she was going to E-Rantel to sell some things.

Glancing behind, she narrowed her eyes on the basket closest to the front of the wagon. The lid was partially open, elevated slightly. Slowly she looked over towards Vertum who was still grinning.

Inquisitively, she leaned towards Vertum, resting her head on his shoulder as she went to ask a question. "So what are you going to do in E-Rantel anyways?" 

"The Princess has been dispatched from the Royal Palace to start negotiation with your settlement according to my subordinates. We're going to intercept them in E-Rantel." Far from using an arrogant tone, he still spoke rather casually with her, unlike how he had negged her before during their heated moments.

"And what's in this basket?" She put her elbow back and rested it on the top of the basket, effectively closing it. The farming hobbyist was pretty sure she heard a familiar giggle emit from beneath the lid.

"A very skilled beggar that one," Vertum dismissed as he waved his hand slightly.

"A skilled beggar!?" The other end of the Lid bent as none other than Nemu popped her head out of the woven basket. "Who you callin' a beggar?!"