Chapter 236 ~ Gravest Sin

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Chapter 236 ~ Gravest Sin Parpatra was cautious by nature. This trait was well known, especially amongst members of his team. And so, when he advanced forward, they followed suit with confidence as if there was no danger. He checked for traps, and had his magic caster look for illusions. And at each tombstone he approached, he thrusted down with his earth penetrating spear. It pierced the grave, and with its holy tip, he sought to purify whatever twisted, mangled, unlife that may lay within the depth of this eerie tomb. There was no reaction, and he yanked it up easily from the soft earth a moment later. Then, he turned to his comrades to remind them once more. “Be careful. A place like this always has unexpected surprises.” “Indeed. A keen observation. At least, as keen as one blinded by greed could be.” A woman said as she emerged out of an open doorway that led into pitch black darkness. She was slender, but only her waist, for she possessed an incredibly voluptuous figure accentuated by her enormous chest and pert, round butt. She had a slender face and wore expensive looking glasses and with dark hair done in a bun high up on her head. But the most eye-catching of all, even more so than the enormous green gauntlets She wore at her wrists, was her beauty. She was utterly beautiful, whose appearance could be mistaken as an empress who ruled her empire with a cold, iron fist, if not for the maid outfit. Her voice was stoic and stern, yet it possessed a certain allure that still dazed all who heard it even in this moment of tension. "My name is Yuri Alpha, and you... are our test subjects." She swept her hand out in a grand gesture before her, causing her breasts to sway like two pairs of heavy, soft, ripe fruits. And following her arm with their eyes, they saw rising from the ground, a slew of heavily armored skeletons. That was the moment that reality fell upon them like stone bricks, waking them up from the midsummer erotic fantasy. That’s right... In such a place, such beauty shouldn’t exist. She must be a demon of lust whose true appearance was that of an ugly witch, or perhaps a lich considering how she raised such numbers of heavily armored skeletons. The beautiful exterior she wore must’ve been a spell that she used in combination with a charming or bewitching spell to confuse and bewitch them. "You... think you can beat us with these to help you?" Parpatra’s old voice seemed full of confidence as he puffed out his slender chest while his team closed into formation with practiced skill. But inwardly, he was a bit nervous. Judging by their armor and weapons... most if not all of them must be enchanted. Even if they could defeat them, their victory wouldn’t be without sustaining damages themselves. Especially if this monster were to join the fight. "I won't be fighting unless I must, you will face the Nazarick Old Guarders by themselves. I'm just here to gather data." Yuri Alpha replied in a steady, even tone that belied the beginnings of a taunting smile she struggled to hold into place. Though thanks to her new race as a succubus, the grin appeared more like an alluring smile that sought to tempt the men before her. Then, from the darkness, another maid appeared from behind her, clad in flowing robes and with purple hair. She seemed younger, and with an appearance that seemed “cuter” in contrast to the “ravishing” appearance of the mature beauty, but just devastatingly beautiful just the same. A fact that they would’ve greatly admired and even deemed themselves lucky to meet, if not for the setting. “Yuri-nee, let’s get this over with and return to report. I miss Yuuji-sama already~” The smaller, purple haired maid said with a spoiled yet irresistibly cute voice before she covered her mouth with her sleeve and let out a giggle of her own. “It isn’t as if they have a chance.” Yuri smiled in return and placed a hand on her shoulder. “You’re right. I was supposed to prepare tea for Yuuji-sama this evening while he works.” “Eh? That’s unfair! I want to join too!” “No, you have your duties. I have mine. But I’m sure there will be next time.” “Aww... Okay...” The softness and gentleness she showed in her eyes as she gazed at the smaller maid disappeared and was replaced by a bone-chilling coldness when she turned her eyes to the invaders, and waved her hand. "Begin!" Yuri commanded, and the undead with gleaming armor, crackling magic hammers, flaming swords, and icy arrows began their inexorable advance. --------------------------------X-------------------------------- “Help me! No! Not like this! Not like this...” The slender thief brandished a dagger and held it up, waving it wildly before his body, but nobody stopped. A burst of flame illuminated the halls behind Gringham and engulfed his teammate. His screams reached him even though he had left him as quickly as possible to save his life. He felt the burning in his muscles, the raging pain that ran through his body, and the erratic clinking of his armor. He looked over his shoulder, and saw the burnt corpse of his fallen teammate surrounded by orange red fire. The heavy armored Gringham went down to one knee as his heavy hammer fell from the nervous fingers. "You killed your comrades... to save your own life." Sebas said with an icy stare. Gringham nodded, "Yes... I... do that atone... can I, can I rest a minute before I leave?" "Leave?" Sebas asked rhetorically. "You're not leaving." "But you said if-" "I said that if you defeated me you would be allowed to leave, but if you killed each other, then one of you would be allowed to live. I will keep my promise, you will continue to live. I fear however, that you will regret that very much, as you spend the rest of your days in the Frozen Prison." Sebas replied, and with two long steps, he towered over the worker. Gingham screamed as he was dragged away, down the stairs, and into a frozen hell. The door shut behind him and was now alone, and around him, nothing but ice, snow and icy blocks. The warmth of his body's exertions were slowly drained away, until heat became a distant memory. He would never leave that room. --------------------------------X-------------------------------- Yuuji, Aika, Momonga, and Lelouch watched from within the throne room as the invaders entered and perished one by one, each to their own fate. Some were lucky to have received instant death. While others would suffer for the rest of eternity. None of them felt any guilt or pity or remorse. Perhaps influenced by the “memories” given to them by the group chat, their new races and jobs, or because they still perceived some aspect of this world as “fiction”, they found themselves lacking in empathy towards the workers who entered here by their own designs. And any little pity they had vanished when they thought of their backgrounds and watched them proceed with their tests. Soon, their interest waned, leaving only a pragmatic outlook to the results of their data collection and defense mechanism tests. At least, for Yuuji and Lelouch. “Hey, darling.” “Yes?” Yuuji turned his gaze towards Aika. “Is what Yuri said true? Will she be staying with you while you work?” An awkward smile appeared before he nodded helplessly. “Yes. I told her that there was no need for it, but she insisted...” “Heeh~ So she struck first, huh~? As expected of Yuri~” Yuuji simply smiled awkwardly at the insinuation of her words as Aika giggled. In Satoru’s presence, he had always felt a bit awkward talking about his... “children’s attraction towards him. As if sensing Yuuji’s unintentional awkward glance, Satoru turned towards him. There was a look of confusion for a moment, before realization seemed to hit him. Then, he smiled with a nod. “Take care of them. Even if I consider you a close friend, I won’t forgive you if you make any of them sad.” Yuuji nodded solemnly. “Of course. That will never happen.” “Hehe~ Don’t worry, Momonga~ I’ll be the first to punish him if he ever break their hearts~” Momonga smiled, and returned his attention to the screen. At this point, most of the test had concluded. And all but one group remained; Arche’s comrade, Foresight. He raised to his feet, rapping the golden staff of Ainz Ooal Gown onto the ground, and said with a commanding voice. “It’s about time. Shall we see to the test of our potential future “champions”?” They all stood up and made their way to the Amphitheatre.

Chapter 236 ~ Gravest Sin

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