Overlord (WN) Chapter 40

Hi everyone, sorry for this one taking so long, it was a week of tests for me. Truly sorry about that. Anyway enjoy.

Promotion Test Part 3

Translators: Frostfire10, Henet

Editor: Gengareric

 

“….To be able to use <fly>.”</fly>

 

　Towards the sound of Momon slowly descending from the sky, Khajiit maintained his level of alertness. It was a mistake to underestimate someone that could use the same tier of magic as himself. It was not unimaginable that Momon would use the magic <fly> to escape, especially during the encounter with the Skeletal Dragon. However, Khajiit could not grasp why he did not retreat in the first place.</fly>

 

“Hmph, do you have any chance of victory? Facing off against Skeletal Dragons which have absolute resistance against magic.”

“Well, but there are numerous ways to achieve victory here.”

“What?!”

 

　That smug face caused Khajiit to develop a sense of fear. He immediately ordered the Skeletal Dragons to attack. The two Skeletal Dragons approached Momon at a surprising speed. The humongous claws, formed from countless pieces of bones, swiped downwards. The moment before the swipe connected, Momon’s magic activated.

 

<dimensional></dimensional>

 

“Again!”

 

　Momon’s figure disappeared once again.

　Khajiit focused his gaze upon the sky, looking for Momon who disappeared. He assumed that Momon used the magic to achieve the same tactic by moving around the sky. But where did Momon run off to? A sudden sharp pain gave Khajiit his answer.

 

“—Gyaa!”

 

　Khajiit’s cries of pain resounded around the cemetery. A burning sensation spread through Khajiit’s left shoulder. The pain felt like he was beaten all over the body, seeming to spread with every beat of his heart.

　Khajiit was surprised as he looked towards his left shoulder, he noticed something sharp protruding from it.

 

“—Gaa, Gaa!”

 

　The next moment, the sword was slowly withdrawn, causing further excruciating pain. It felt as if the bone was cut deep inside, combined with the pain from earlier, it further increased Khajiit’s discomfort. The viscous blood flowed out from the wound, wetting his black robes.

　Saliva came out from Khajiit’s mouth as he could not bear the pain. He panicly swung his head around, looking towards his back.

 

　Momon with an inconceivable expression was standing there.

 

‘Is it that painful?”

 

“——?!”

 

　Momon asked him as he played around with the blood stained dagger. In contrast, Khajiit could not even utter a single word due to the excruciating pain.

　Magic casters did not usually head towards the frontlines. Furthermore, Khajiit was used to people serving him. Other than dishing out pain, he had never experienced the sensation himself. Hence, his tolerance towards it was rather low.

 

　His forehead sweating profusely, he ordered the Skeletal Dragons using his mind. Facing the approaching Skeletal Dragons, Momon swiftly backed away as if he wanted to avoid them by using the mobility of <fly>.</fly>

　Using that momentary gap between the two Skeletal Dragon, Momon slipped away.

 

　Khajiit retreated behind the Skeletal Dragons. Once he confirmed that he was at a safe spot, his brain began to regain a certain level of calm and he began to grasp the magic used by Momon. That was—

 

“Teleportation magic.”

 

　<dimensional> was classified as a Tier-3 magic. Magic casters who practise this magic, usually used it to enlarge the distance between them and their opponents in order to escape.</dimensional>

　However, that was for those magic casters with weak physiques. If they were to use that magic to make a warrior admit his defeat, it would be classified as an attacking magic instead. No a magic that could overcome an opponent’s defences, it would be more effective than a cumbersome attacking magic.

　Khajiit pressed on his shoulders as he glared at Momon.

 

“I see, your trump card was to kill me by using teleportation!”

 

　Undeniably, this trump card was rather troublesome, Khajiit thought. If magic was totally useless against Skeletal Dragons, killing the summoner would be the best move, a logical choice of tactics. If he could utilize teleportation easily, Khajiit’s overall chances of stopping it was very low.

　However, Momon gave a casual reply.

 

“No, no, it’s not like this.”

 

　Khajiit for a brief moment did not manage to grasp the meaning behind Momon’s words. He began to scowl. As if elaborating his mind, Momon began to move.

 

“Well, it would be too easy to kill you. This is just a performance.”

 

　What was he saying? With a carefree attitude, Momon sheathed his sword.

　Suddenly, Khajiit did not know what to say as he remained clueless. It was natural. He was the one pressuring Momon. But he was now on the receiving end. With such an overwhelming advantage, having that ability to swiftly move around yet abandoning it. That was the work of a madman. No, impossible….An idea came to him. Khajit shook his head to abandon that thought. It was impossible.

 

“….Bastard, are you mad?”

“Do you really think that way? Or is it….that you choose not to admit it?”

 

　Momon smiled coldly. Under the influence of that smile, although it was brief, Khajiit’s body shuddered.

　It was not due to anger. But, fear itself. He met an enemy that should not be provoked in the first place. That discomforting thought passed through Khajiit’s mind. It was too late now. Khajiit was staring at Momon.

　Momon happily accepted that look. His smile widen. This was the finale.

 

“It seems that you are absolutely confident about the Skeletal Dragon’s ability to repel all magical attacks. Let me enlighten you, then you can die.”

 

　The sound of a single clap was heard.

　Momon relaxed both his arms. That moment, between both his hands, was a single white electrical arc. The electric arc looked like a twirling dragon as if it had a life of its own. The surrounded area was illuminated by that bright electrical energy.

　Momon looked as if he was surrounding by a dazzling brilliance.

 

“….Ka.”

 

　Khajiit’s eyes widened. No words came out from his opened mouth. That was a magic that was beyond his understanding. The only thing he could see, within that brilliant white radiance, was  Momon smiling lightly.

　Khajiit managed to regain some of his composure.

　Becaused he looked down on others, he was made a fool. Now he was about to receive his just deserts.

　The Skeletal Dragon’s large body completely blocked off his view, thinking about it, he tried to summon his own pride.

 

“—Ah! Foolish person! No matter how strong your magic is, you can never defeat the Skeletal Dragon’s magical resistance. Go! Kill him!”

 

　Khajiit’s sharp command was unable to conceal the fear in his voice. The two Skeletal Dragons on his left and right began to move. As the twin humongous bodies approached, Momon was smiling calmly like a teacher giving his foolish pupil a lesson.

 

“Absolute resistance against magic? But of course, Skeletal Dragons possessed absolute negation against any magical attacks. But it is only applicable to Tier-6 magic and below.”

 

　The Skeletal Dragon swiped using its front paws. At the same time, Khajiit did not comprehend the meaning of those words.

 

“—In other words, it cannot negate any magic above that level, ol’ foolish one.”

 

<twin></twin>

 

　In each of Momon’s hand, a lightning with the shape of a dragon burst forward, the lightning, thicker than a person’s arm, arced separately against the two Skeletal Dragons.

 

　Receiving the large lightning magic with its body, the bodies of the white Skeletal Dragons shook.

　The lightning dragons wrapped around the Skeletal Dragon, and burned the corpse that was imbued with false life.

　The outcome was instantaneous.

　Skeletal Dragons which possessed immunity against magic, used their bodies to blocked the magical lightning arc. Their body collapsed into pieces as if they aged by hundreds of years within a single moment.

　Although the Skeletal Dragons were completely disintegrated, the lightning attack did not dissipate. The two separate arcs of dragon lightning raised their heads in search of fresh prey, and flew towards their last target.

 

　The shocked Khajiit had his entire vision covered by the lightning’s blinding white radiance.  

　There was no time for him to even beg for mercy nor to scream in agony.

　So insignificant. Ah, He could only mumble those last words as his body was completely swallowed by that attack.

　His muscles spasmed, making it look like he was doing a weird dance. In the end, his body keeled over and twitched.

　With his body rapidly burned, the lightning attack disappeared. The smell of flesh burning permeated the air. Khajiit’s body lay on the ground unmoving.

　The smell of burnt meat filled the area, and Khajiit no longer twitched.

 

　Momon loosened his shoulders. He spoke towards the Khajiit’s body as it lay on the ground. The body was curled up due to muscle contraction.

 

“Hmm, the burned meat smells good. Or you are using <fox> like I did earlier?”</fox>

 

　Momon snorted out a laugh. It was impossible.

 

“Now, before I bury the body, I need to act like an adventurer and check for treasure.”

 

　Momon heard a lot of information, and took the appropriate action as the victorious party.

　Basically, when a human was your opponent, the Guild would endorse the belongings if you presented it to them. With the endorsement, you could sell it as you please. However, if you did not go through the Guild, and you stole it poorly, there was a chance that suspicion would fall one’s way. And so most adventurers would go through the Guild.

 

　Of course, Momon was thinking of going through the Guild. It was to avoid standing out too much. But if there was anything rare he would not mind stealing it, and take it back to Nazarick.

　There was nothing surprising among his belongings, and if sold into this world’s currency, he might be praised by Ainz.

　With a small feeling of excitement, Momon chose to activate magic.

　The first one to investigate was Khajiit, and while it was troublesome a rough search would suffice.

 

<detect></detect>

 

　With the search magic, the surrounding magic items were differentiated.

　In Momon’s vision, the items with magic auras sparkled. The ones with reactions were the robes of six people and Khajiit’s, Khajiit’s staff, and his ring. And the last one was the pearl that left Khajiit’s hand.

　The one with the most magic was the pearl.

 

　Momon walked to the pearl, and casually picked it up. An unshapely magic item, he did not see much value in the item, but if magic it would be different. After finding its true value, if it was not worth being taken back to Nazarick, it could be sold.

　At that moment—

 

　—Obey.

 

　A voice rang in Momon’s head. It was a strange one neither male nor female. It was like a non-human was forcefully speaking human words.

 

　—Obey me.

 

　Momon’s view shook. It was the feeling of being pulled into the orb. It was a type of spiritual attack.

 

　—Obey me and spread death.

“Ah annoying.”

 

　Momon glared at the orb. It was unclear what it was thinking, but this level of spiritual attack could not control Momon. Just by shaking his head slightly, he could clear its effects.

 

　But an Intelligent Item.

 

　Momon opened his eyes in shock. He destroyed the notion of breaking the item. An item with intelligence was something Momon did not know about. The expectation of Ainz enjoying it floated in his head.

 

　—Impossible. Resisting this one’s control. Are thou truly human?

“Now.”

　—No. Thou are not human.

 

　Momon’s eyebrow twitched.

 

　—Bring death to the humans together with me. That is the fate of those who hold me. Spread death.

“Annoying.”

　—Obey. Obey me and spread death.

 

　The voice repeated ‘Obey’ over and over in his head. Momon narrowed his eyes.

　Momon took in a audible deep breath. As if to send wind into a furnace in her heart.

 

“—A thing like you has no knowledge to understand, I was a fool to think that showing Ainz-sama a low class item like you would make him happy.”

 

　A screech could be heard from the orb. The strengthening effect from Iluan Graybell was activating.

　The feeling that made it possible—Anger.

　It was the name of the emotion filling Momon.

 

　—!!

“—Listen, idiotic rock. I am Narberal Gamma. I pledge my loyalty to the 41 Supreme Beings. Myself being controlled by a Low Class Magic Item? And to obey it? Listen trash. I am to only offer my loyalty to the Supreme Beings. If you understand shut it. I will not say it twice? Do not do anything to make my feeling of idiocy at thinking that Ainz-sama would be pleased to receive you increase?”

　—….

“Hmm.”

 

　Momon placed the orb inside the bag he had received from Lizzie.

 

“Now. If you say the same thing again I will destroy you, so sorry.”

 

 

“….What the hell.”

 

　As if to not let anyone hear, a small voice whispered. He was trying to chase away the scene of the blinding lightning seared into his eyes.

 

“….I can’t believe it.”

 

　He did not believe it, but it happened right in front of him.

　He was an adventurer comrade of Gignal Elshai. The same A Class adventurer, a spellcaster thief. Bebei Autumn stifled his surprise, and thought about the thing he had to do next.

 

　The reason he came here was to test the one called Momon. Calling an A Class adventurer like Bebei to judge the promotion test of a novice was impossible according to common sense. This time, Bebei himself thought that he was being made a fool of. However, hearing about the situation from Gignal, he understood the reason for the request.

　This was not a judging, but was an examination.

　Investigate the mystery known as Momon. Just that.

　Getting near a dangerous and evil magic caster that could employ

 

　He unveiled this person, Momon’s capability. Then, that unbelievable scene happened.

　Blowing away a Skeletal Dragon with a sword.

　Then, he did something unforeseen, using an unknown magic to destroy the Skeletal Dragon which had absolute immunity against magic. This part was the most unbelievable.

　Bebei himself could use certain low-tier magic. Hence, he fully understood the raw power exhibited by Momon’s magic, not seen in 3rd-tier nor 4th-tier magic. It should be a higher-tier magic, 5th-tier, no, possibly 6th-tier. It is possible that it belonged to those legendary higher-tier magic.

 

“….I really can’t believe it.”

 

　Once again, he spat out his personal thoughts. Bebei slowly began to move from his hidden spot.

　If he brought this information back, not only the city, but the whole country would be shaken, like an earthquake. But if Momon intended to hide his true capabilities, then it would relate to one bad news they obtained. .

 

　If he knew that he was being investigated, Bebei would be killed.

　A cold breeze passed through Bebei’s back. Bebei’s opinion of getting his predictions spot on was rather high.

 

　Immediately retreat.

 

　Bebei moved his body carefully. It was best not to let Momon notice his presence. The thought of encountering the undead on his way back surfaced in his mind.

　From his hiding spot, he slowly inched forward—

 

“That was a Tier 7 Magic. From the magic Narberal can use, it is the second from the top….Should I explain about magic?”

 

　Suddenly, the voice of a third party—A man’s voice caused Bebei’s movements to freeze. It was right behind him. It was not too far a distance, yet not too close either.

　Bebei, who was a thief sensed that he could not allow the owner of that voice to get near to him. He had to retreat at full speed. Bebei bit his lips as he could not move as he intended.

　Seeing his unmoving limbs, his surprise went up by a level.

　A hand was reaching out from darkness. It was not human. It was a monster’s claw. Amongst his jumbled thoughts, he assumed it to be an ambush Momon prepared.

 

　Keeping quiet. At the same time, his mouth and his limbs were fully immobile.

 

“Now now. It seems that you are returning, but you cannot go immediately. Please let me have some of your time.”

 

　The hand that extended from the darkness, clamped down on Bebei’s arms, legs, and mouth. He could not move no matter how hard he struggled. How much strength does it possess? He tried to move his eyes. He could not obtain a shred of intel on the person behind him. His movement was completely inhibited by some type of magic.

　He tried frantically to reach the scroll hidden in his sleeve. Although he might die here, at least, he should deliver the information he gathered so far.

　However, a mocking laugh was made at Bebei’s frantic actions.

 

“You seem to be taking out something….<message>? It’s useless. I have used a magic that blocks all divinations and investigative magic in this area. So <message> will not work. But anyway, you have been seen by Narberal.”</message></message>

 

　Was it the truth or was it all lies?

　Doubt surfaced in Bebei’s heart. Under such circumstance, his options were limited. He decided that it was a lie and struggled to reach the scroll. It was only a few centimeters away yet it seemed so far.

　The ears of the struggling Bebei, caught the sound of footsteps belonging to the mysterious individual. The footsteps were slow but getting closer and closer to Bebei.

　At it arrived directly to the back of Bebei, he once again struggled with all his might. Yet, his body remain unmoving.

 

“There is no need to worry.” A bony hand was calmly placed on his head. “I won’t kill you. I promise that you can go home safely. Now, relax.”

 

　Then—

 

“Really.”

 

　With his memory modified, seeing the departing Bebei as he returned to the mayor with the information at hand, Ainz dispelled the magic