Chapitre 42: Chapter 42: Princess
As Sebas returned to his residence, he was greeted by Solution, dressed in her battle attire resembling a maid uniform from the Pleiades Combat Maids.
"Lord Sebas, Lord Ainz is waiting for you inside," Solution informed him, leading him into a completely enclosed room.
Inside, Momonga was seated on a sofa directly facing the door. Standing by his side was Demiurge, holding a small pink figure—the Guardian of the Eighth Floor, Victim. Cocytus stood by the wall near the door, towering silently.
"Sebas, you seem nervous seeing me. Want me to throw you a handkerchief to wipe that sweat?" Momonga casually tossed a handkerchief to the ground.
At this moment, Peroroncino teleported into the room and took a seat on the sofa beside Momonga.
"Lord Peroroncino!" Everyone, except for Momonga, bowed deeply in respect to him.
"Solution, you mentioned Sebas has betrayed us. What's your evidence?"
"Lord Peroroncino, Sebas privately brought back a human woman. Despite my repeated reminders that this matter should be reported to Lord Ainz, Sebas refused. Furthermore, the woman's presence attracted other humans, causing several disturbances."
"Sebas, is this true?"
"It is," Sebas admitted, a trace of cold sweat on his face.
"Sebas, there's no need to be so tense! You did act outside the scope of your mission, so there will be consequences. However, given your exemplary completion of other tasks, the punishment won't be too severe."
Before arriving, Peroroncino had spoken with Momonga and learned that the Momonga present here was actually Pandora's Actor in disguise, a precaution suggested by Demiurge out of concern for Momonga's safety. However, Peroroncino's unexpected arrival had caught Demiurge off guard.
"Pandora, switch out for Momonga," Peroroncino stated bluntly, exposing Pandora's disguise without hesitation.
Pandora transformed back into his original form and bowed respectfully to Peroroncino.
"As you command!"
With a dramatic flourish, Pandora shouted, "Greater Teleportation!" spinning theatrically before disappearing in what he considered a stylish manner—though it was only stylish in his own mind.
Shortly afterward, Momonga teleported into the room in person.
Momonga had Solution bring in the woman Sebas had rescued, Tuare, and ordered Sebas to kill her as a test of loyalty.
As Peroroncino had anticipated, Momonga had already arranged for Cocytus to intervene and stop Sebas from killing Tuare.
Momonga also confirmed that Tuare was the sister of Ninya, a person who had been of great help to him. After the undead siege, Momonga had gained valuable knowledge about this world through Ninya, and given the opportunity, he didn't mind rescuing her sister as a gesture of gratitude.
Afterward, Momonga issued a few more orders to Sebas and prepared to leave.
"Momonga, given Demiurge's recent outstanding performance, have you considered rewarding him with the Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown?" Peroroncino asked.
"You're right—I nearly forgot. Demiurge's recent contributions deserve recognition," Momonga replied, retrieving a Ring of Ainz Ooal Gown and handing it to Demiurge.
Demiurge knelt before Momonga, extending his hands to receive the ring.
"I am deeply grateful to both Supreme Beings for bestowing this ring upon me. I will devote myself even more fervently to the future of Nazarick," Demiurge pledged.
"Lord Ainz, I noticed something interesting in Sebas's report and would like to investigate further. Could I have some time to pursue this matter?"
"If it's for Nazarick, go ahead," Momonga replied.
"Thank you very much." Demiurge spread his wings and disappeared into the setting sun.
"You seem quite lenient toward the woman Sebas rescued. Do you know her?" Peroroncino asked.
"She's likely Ninya's sister, the one captured by nobles. Ninya has been a great help to me, so this is just a way to repay him," Momonga explained.
"By the way, did you know Ninya is a woman?"
"What? Ninya's a woman?" Momonga was stunned.
"You didn't know?"
"No idea. How did you find out?"
"Yulia told me. She realized after spending some time with Ninya."
Momonga recalled asking Ninya's party why their group consisted only of men. The ranger Lukrut had replied, "Having women in the group would inevitably lead to conflicts." Perhaps that was why Ninya disguised herself as a man.
"Speaking of which, I just remembered I need to visit Marquis Raeven. I've been in the capital for a while without meeting him."
"I initially declined his request, but he raised the payment three times. It was too generous to refuse," Peroroncino joked.
At this moment, Momonga seemed like an ordinary person sharing a lighthearted conversation with Peroroncino—a rare reprieve from the pressure of leading all of Nazarick.
Back at the inn, Peroroncino sent Yulia to meet with Marquis Raeven while he and Shalltear donned invisibility cloaks and headed toward the royal castle.
As the sky darkened, inside the grand castle at the center of the capital, Princess Renner sipped her coffee. Just as she reached for the pot to pour another cup, she felt an intense gaze upon her.
Looking up, she saw a petite figure hanging upside down from the ceiling. The woman had strikingly large breasts and glowing red, bat-like eyes that stared directly at her.
"Um, may I ask what brings you here?"
Before she could process what was happening, Shalltear grabbed her by the neck and lifted her effortlessly. Even though Shalltear remained upside down, her crimson eyes locked closely with Renner's, their faces mere inches apart.
Renner hadn't even realized when she was captured.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" Shalltear asked, tilting her head as her glowing red eyes examined Renner closely.
"Why would I fear you?"
"A beautiful woman like you must be delicious," Shalltear teased, almost leaning in but stopping as she remembered Peroroncino's dislike of her revealing her true form.
"If you wanted to do something, you wouldn't have started a conversation first," Renner replied calmly, her voice as gentle as her smile.
"Care for some coffee? It's freshly brewed," Renner offered warmly.
Shalltear could sense her sincerity but had no need for goodwill.
"Why not come out of hiding while you're at it?" Renner suddenly remarked.
"Oh? How did you know someone else was here?" Peroroncino appeared, sitting casually on Renner's bed.
"The one holding me doesn't seem interested in talking. That means the one who seeks me must be someone else," Renner reasoned.
"You're sharper than I thought. Shalltear, let her down," Peroroncino instructed.
Renner was unceremoniously tossed toward Peroroncino, giving him a clear view under her dress.
Catching her in a princess carry, Peroroncino's hands, as a seasoned lecher, rested slightly off from where they should.
"I'm small, really. If you want to touch someone, you might prefer the woman accompanying you," Renner shyly suggested, her face tinged with embarrassment.
"She's right. Mine feel much better," Shalltear quipped.
This unexpected camaraderie left Renner stunned. She had hoped to sow discord between them, thinking they were merely collaborators, but it seemed their bond was much deeper.
Despite her composed demeanor, Renner's innocent appearance and soft-spoken nature stirred a protective instinct in Peroroncino. Though tempted, he ultimately refrained from more audacious actions, respecting her apparent reluctance.
As a "gentlemanly" lecher, he believed that refusal indicated disinterest, though silencing someone to remove the chance to refuse was an option he didn't mind entertaining…
"You didn't come just to touch me, did you?" Renner asked, making no effort to escape Peroroncino's grasp.
"No, of course not," he replied, casually exploring every inch he could touch.
"And I've always wondered how a princess would taste," he murmured playfully into her ear.
Before Renner could respond, Shalltear pressed her down onto the bed, pinning her arms effortlessly.
"If you don't like her, you're always welcome to try me," Shalltear offered boldly.
Renner was taken aback. It wasn't the threat of what might happen but Shalltear's unwavering loyalty and openness that shocked her. Even the cleverest of schemes could not anticipate such dynamics.
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