After the agenda prepared by the Overlord was over, some Lords also brought up personal agendas, and further discussions took place.
I kept my nerves high throughout the meeting, wondering what the Overlord was going to order me, but…
“Okay, this meeting ends with this!”
The meeting ended there.
The Overlord announced the dissolution without entrusting me with any work until the end.
…What?
I couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder.
I thought she was going to make me do something at this meeting.
I suddenly became hopeful that she wouldn’t give me a task until the next meeting in a year.
Then the Overlord’s eyes met mine.
She smiled at me and opened her mouth.
“Ah, Seventh Lord, will you stay? I have a story I want to share with you for a while.”
…So, it came.
At that, the other lords cast their eyes at the Overlord and me with a puzzled look.
They probably wondered what the two of us would talk about that we couldn’t bring out in the meeting. And I was wondering the same thing.
After the other Lords went out of the meeting room, the only ones left were me, the Overlord, and the chief of staff.
Soon she put her clasped hands on her lap and spoke.
“There is something I want to entrust to the Seventh Lord personally.”
“…”
“The master of the Flaveros Magic Tower, Ankh Gaindera. The Seventh Lord knows his name, right?”
A fairly unexpected person jumped out, so I quietly narrowed my brows.
Master of the Magic Tower of Flaveros?
Santea’s greatest mage force, the Magic Tower.
Here, the Magic Tower was not just a single tower, but a name that referred to three towers.
Among them, the Flaveros Magic Tower mentioned by the Overlord was not the main tower, but the Magic Tower that corresponded to one of the two sub-towers.
The three masters of the Magic Tower represented Santea and were renowned archmages on the continent, so it was impossible not to know them.
Also, if it was Flaveros’ tower master, he was a person who I especially remembered with certainty, because…
“I’ve been getting some pretty crazy news lately from the informants I’ve planted there. What do you think it is?”
I could guess what the Overlord was going to say.
Because there was only one thing that could be called ‘crazy information’ about Flaveros’ Magic Tower master.
“The Flaveros’ tower master is secretly conducting research on the demons by capturing the demons himself.”
…Was it like that?
Then the chief of staff came closer to me and handed me something.
A few papers. It was the information about Flaveros’ tower master that the Overlord just talked about.
The approximate circumstances of the study of demons, the material resources used in it, the estimated scale of sacrificed lives, and other things, etc. were all written in detail.
I skimmed the notes, then stared at the Overlord.
What mattered now was why she brought this up to me.
“What are you trying to say?”
And what followed was quite beyond my expectations.
“I want the Seventh Lord to kill him. Of course, don’t make a big fuss and do it as quiet as you could.”
I sighed inwardly, remaining expressionless.
Assassination.
In a word, she wanted me to assassinate Flaveros’ tower master.
“Why?”
I asked, without hiding my doubts.
Because I really didn’t know. Why was she suddenly asking this?
From what she said, I could understand that research on demons was a trigger, but why did she care about that?
The Overlord replied.
“That’s because they’re demons. It’s not something that idiots who are blinded by greed can touch easily. Who knows when it will explode? It’s better to deal with this ticking time bomb quickly.”
“So, I’m asking why you care about something that has nothing to do with Calderic?”
I know very well that demons were extremely dangerous beings.
What I didn’t understand was why she cared about the damage that this would cause Santea.
But she didn’t answer my question and just smiled.
“I can still give you an absolute command for two times, right? I don’t think it’s too difficult, given the ability of the Seventh Lord.”
“…”
I thought for a moment.
Even in the game, the Overlord had always been this way.
Not even once did her true intentions or inner thoughts came out clearly, and she always behaved erratically.
I even thought it might be a trap, but the chances of that happening were very slim.
Why would she even deal with me out of the blue using a trap?
But she could have already decided to deal with me because of the last emergency call… No, that couldn’t be the case.
She didn’t decide to deal with me on her own territory, but instead send me to Santea for me to fall into a deadly trap. It’s absolutely nonsensical.
Assassination…
Anyway, even if her purpose was unknown, it wasn’t that bad for me.
It was because Flaveros’ tower master was a villain who had to be dealt with someday, anyway.
As the Overlord said, because of the atrocities he was carrying out, a great disaster would happen someday.
It’s something that should be done sooner rather than later. Plus, the number of commands of the Overlord that I must absolutely follow would decrease by one.
The question was whether it would be possible to deal with Flaveros’ tower master—a level 90 archmage covertly.
Even if I think I could do it somehow, assassination was another area.
But there was no option to refuse, anyway.
After quickly recalling the information about him in my head, I asked the Overlord, who was staring at me.
“When is the deadline?”
“There’s no need to rush. You just have to bring in the result until the next meeting.”
So, a year.
I nodded and got up from my seat.
If it’s that long, then I could do anything.
After the agenda prepared by the Overlord was over, some Lords also brought up personal agendas, and further discussions took place.
I kept my nerves high throughout the meeting, wondering what the Overlord was going to order me, but…
“Okay, this meeting ends with this!”
The meeting ended there.
The Overlord announced the dissolution without entrusting me with any work until the end.
…What?
I couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder.
I thought she was going to make me do something at this meeting.
I suddenly became hopeful that she wouldn’t give me a task until the next meeting in a year.
Then the Overlord’s eyes met mine.
She smiled at me and opened her mouth.
“Ah, Seventh Lord, will you stay? I have a story I want to share with you for a while.”
…So, it came.
At that, the other lords cast their eyes at the Overlord and me with a puzzled look.
They probably wondered what the two of us would talk about that we couldn’t bring out in the meeting. And I was wondering the same thing.
After the other Lords went out of the meeting room, the only ones left were me, the Overlord, and the chief of staff.
Soon she put her clasped hands on her lap and spoke.
“There is something I want to entrust to the Seventh Lord personally.”
“…”
“The master of the Flaveros Magic Tower, Ankh Gaindera. The Seventh Lord knows his name, right?”
A fairly unexpected person jumped out, so I quietly narrowed my brows.
Master of the Magic Tower of Flaveros?
Santea’s greatest mage force, the Magic Tower.
Here, the Magic Tower was not just a single tower, but a name that referred to three towers.
Among them, the Flaveros Magic Tower mentioned by the Overlord was not the main tower, but the Magic Tower that corresponded to one of the two sub-towers.
The three masters of the Magic Tower represented Santea and were renowned archmages on the continent, so it was impossible not to know them.
Also, if it was Flaveros’ tower master, he was a person who I especially remembered with certainty, because…
“I’ve been getting some pretty crazy news lately from the informants I’ve planted there. What do you think it is?”
I could guess what the Overlord was going to say.
Because there was only one thing that could be called ‘crazy information’ about Flaveros’ Magic Tower master.
“The Flaveros’ tower master is secretly conducting research on the demons by capturing the demons himself.”
…Was it like that?
Then the chief of staff came closer to me and handed me something.
A few papers. It was the information about Flaveros’ tower master that the Overlord just talked about.
The approximate circumstances of the study of demons, the material resources used in it, the estimated scale of sacrificed lives, and other things, etc. were all written in detail.
I skimmed the notes, then stared at the Overlord.
What mattered now was why she brought this up to me.
“What are you trying to say?”
And what followed was quite beyond my expectations.
“I want the Seventh Lord to kill him. Of course, don’t make a big fuss and do it as quiet as you could.”
I sighed inwardly, remaining expressionless.
Assassination.
In a word, she wanted me to assassinate Flaveros’ tower master.
“Why?”
I asked, without hiding my doubts.
Because I really didn’t know. Why was she suddenly asking this?
From what she said, I could understand that research on demons was a trigger, but why did she care about that?
The Overlord replied.
“That’s because they’re demons. It’s not something that idiots who are blinded by greed can touch easily. Who knows when it will explode? It’s better to deal with this ticking time bomb quickly.”
“So, I’m asking why you care about something that has nothing to do with Calderic?”
I know very well that demons were extremely dangerous beings.
What I didn’t understand was why she cared about the damage that this would cause Santea.
But she didn’t answer my question and just smiled.
“I can still give you an absolute command for two times, right? I don’t think it’s too difficult, given the ability of the Seventh Lord.”
“…”
I thought for a moment.
Even in the game, the Overlord had always been this way.
Not even once did her true intentions or inner thoughts came out clearly, and she always behaved erratically.
I even thought it might be a trap, but the chances of that happening were very slim.
Why would she even deal with me out of the blue using a trap?
But she could have already decided to deal with me because of the last emergency call… No, that couldn’t be the case.
She didn’t decide to deal with me on her own territory, but instead send me to Santea for me to fall into a deadly trap. It’s absolutely nonsensical.
Assassination…
Anyway, even if her purpose was unknown, it wasn’t that bad for me.
It was because Flaveros’ tower master was a villain who had to be dealt with someday, anyway.
As the Overlord said, because of the atrocities he was carrying out, a great disaster would happen someday.
It’s something that should be done sooner rather than later. Plus, the number of commands of the Overlord that I must absolutely follow would decrease by one.
The question was whether it would be possible to deal with Flaveros’ tower master—a level 90 archmage covertly.
Even if I think I could do it somehow, assassination was another area.
But there was no option to refuse, anyway.
After quickly recalling the information about him in my head, I asked the Overlord, who was staring at me.
“When is the deadline?”
“There’s no need to rush. You just have to bring in the result until the next meeting.”
So, a year.
I nodded and got up from my seat.
If it’s that long, then I could do anything.
