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Overlord Volume 6 Intermission

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There was a room which was the very definition of “spectacular luxury” .

 

The bright red carpet on the floor was so soft that it made people feel that their calves were sinking into it . The high-backed chairs were made of high-grade natural lumber and carved with intricate rococo designs, The cushions gleamed with the lustre that only genuine black leather could produce .

 

A man lounged atop the chair, sinking into its back as he extended a pair of long, slender legs before him .

 

Noble . If someone were to perfectly capture his appearance in a portrait, that was how they would describe him .

 

His blond hair reflected the light of the surrounding magic lamps, producing an effect like the radiance of a galaxy . The dark purple pupils within his narrow-slitted eyes were like amethysts, enthralling all who looked into them .

 

However, anyone who laid eyes upon him would probably have a different impression of him before they praised his noble appearance . Wholly separate from his looks, anyone who personally experienced the presence he radiated — the natural air of a born leader — would only be able to form one impression of him .

 

That was to say, they would think of him as a “ruler” .

 

He was Jircniv Rune Farlord El Nix .

 

At the tender age of 22, he was the reigning Emperor of the Baharuth Empire . The nobles regarded him with respect and fear, while the people were filled with the utmost respect and praised him as the wisest Emperor in history . In addition, the neighboring countries feared him, because he had earned his title of the Bloody Emperor by purging many nobles .

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There were four other men in the room besides Jircniv, but all of them stood motionless, as though they were statues .

 

Jircniv turned his eyes away from the papers he had been looking at for a while and fixed his line of sight in mid-air . He scribed his thoughts onto it, as though there were a blackboard there .

 

Before long, Jircniv snorted . It sounded like he was scoffing at something, but also like he was interested .

 

The news from his spy within the Empire had produced that reaction from Jircniv .

 

At this moment—

 

—The door opened, without any knocking .

 

This outrageously rude behavior made his attendants lower their stances and glare at the doorway with hostility . However, once those minions saw who had walked into the room, they immediately stood down and returned to their original stances .

 

The person who had entered was an old man, his long beard about half as tall as he was long . His hair was as white as snow, yet it had not thinned out .

 

The long years of his life were written on the wrinkles of his face, while his keen eyes concealed the light of wisdom within them .

 

He wore a necklace made of countless tiny crystal balls, and his withered hands were adorned with several practical, unadorned rings . His pure white robe was baggy and loose, and it was made of a very soft fabric .

 

His appearance was the first thing any know-nothing would think of when they heard the word “magic caster” .

 

“—Things have become troublesome . ”

 

Those were the first words uttered by the old man who had slowly entered the room . He spoke them in a young-sounding voice that seemed thoroughly at odds with

with his appearance . Jircniv merely moved his eyes, shifting the object of his interested gaze .

 

“What’s the matter, Gramps?”

 

“I have investigated, but it is impossible for us to find him . ”

 

“What do you mean, in simple words?’

 

“ . . . Your Imperial Majesty . Magic is one of the principles of the world . Knowledge—”

 

“Yes, I know, I know,” Jircniv said with a disinterested wave of his hand . “You ramble on once you get going . Skip that for now and get to the point . ”

 

“ . . . If this Ainz Ooal Gown person truly exists, then he must surely possess some very powerful magic item or some personal power which prevents people from spying on him . In my estimation, he might be able to use magic of a similar, or higher tier than me .

 

Everyone in the room grew tense, with the exception of the Emperor and the old man .

 

The old man was saying that this person was on par with the highest-tiered magic caster in the Empire’s history, the Imperial Court Wizard, the great sage known as the “Triple Magic Caster”, Fluder Paradyne . Everyone else doubted their ears .

 

“I see . Is that why you look so happy, Gramps?”

 

“Of course . In the past 200 years, I have not seen an arcane magic caster who was as powerful or more powerful than myself . ”

 

“Was there someone like that over 200 years ago?”

 

Driven by curiosity, the Emperor asked his question, and the Imperial Court Wizard began perusing his memory .

 

“Well, now . I have only ever met one person like that . One of the Thirteen Heroes from children’s stories, the necromancer Rigrit Bers Carau .

Carau . Ah, although I think the other magic casters among the Thirteen Heroes were quite exceptional too .

 

“Then, is there a more skilled arcane magic caster than yourself out there, Gramps?”

 

Fluder’s eyes wavered, as though looking into the distance .

 

“That is hard to say… I believe I have surpassed her by far now, but… I cannot be certain . That is because it is difficult to determine superiority in the field of magical theory . ”

 

He slowly stroked his beard and his words were humble, though his tone overflowed with confidence . Then, he quirked up an eyebrow .

 

“I hope that Ainz Ooal Gown gentleman is a more outstanding person than myself . ”

 

Jircniv smiled in satisfaction, then picked out a sheet of paper and placed it before Fluder .

 

Fluder seemed surprised, but he accepted the piece of paper and quickly scanned it .

 

“Oh . ”

 

That was his opinion . However, a great change came over Fluder’s sagely countenance . His eyes lit up with an ardent flame and he looked like a starving beast .

 

“I see, so this is why Your Imperial Majesty asked me to investigate Ainz Ooal Gown’s actions . How interesting . Two people against what appears to be dozens of the Theocracy’s special forces operatives… Kuku . I would like to sit down and discuss magical knowledge with this gentleman . ”

 

The paper contained Gazef Stronoff’s testimony to the King, and even the recorder’s personal opinion .

 

“Then, Your Imperial Majesty . Have you sent anyone to this village?”

 

“Not yet . Sending someone over would attract attention . ”

 

“ . . . Perhaps one of my disciples… no, if this missive is trustworthy, it would be best to build friendly relations with friendly relations with him . ”

 

“I disagree, Gramps . If he is a man of power that we can control, I would like to invite him to the Empire . ”

 

“I believe that would be excellent . In order to plumb the abyss of magic, we need knowledgeable people from many disciplines… It would be best if I could meet someone who blazed his own trail . ”

 

His voice was filled with desire .

 

Jircniv knew Fluder’s dream .

 

Fluder wanted to gaze into the abyss of magic . Therefore, he wanted someone who had been there before to teach him .

 

Those behind him only needed to follow in the footsteps of their predecessors — Fluder, for the most part . They walked the best and most efficient path, using that to fully realize their potential .

 

However, Fluder — as a lonely pioneer — did not enjoy such good fortune . He had to feel around in the dark by himself, and much of his growth was wasted effort . If he could have saved that trouble and fully cultivated his talent, he would probably be a more potent magic caster .

 

Fluder understood that, which was why he desperately wanted to meet someone who could guide him . His talent was limited . He did not want to waste more of it .

 

Fluder had trained up disciples in the hope that someone who surpassed him would appear and guide his development . Unfortunately, his wish had not yet been granted .

 

That was the only thing Jircniv could not help him with . Therefore, he decided to change the topic .

 

“Also, I wish to learn about some adamantite-ranked adventurers who appeared in E-Rantel . Could you help me?”

 

“Of course, Your Imperial Majesty . ”

Overlord Volume 6 Intermission Intermission There was a room which was the very definition of spectacular luxury . The bright red carpet on the floor was so soft that it made people feel that their calves were sinking into it . The high backed chairs were made of high grade natural lumber and carved with intricate rococo designs, The cushions gleamed with the lustre that only genuine black leather could produce . A man lounged atop the chair, sinking into its back as he extended a pair of long, slender legs before him . Noble . If someone were to perfectly capture his appearance in a portrait, that was how they would describe him . His blond hair reflected the light of the surrounding magic lamps, producing an effect like the radiance of a galaxy . The dark purple pupils within his narrow slitted eyes were like amethysts, enthralling all who looked into them . However, anyone who laid eyes upon him would probably have a different impression of him before they praised his noble appearance . Wholly separate from his looks, anyone who personally experienced the presence he radiated the natural air of a born leader would only be able to form one impression of him . That was to say, they would think of him as a ruler . He was Jircniv Rune Farlord El Nix . At the tender age of 22, he was the reigning Emperor of the Baharuth Empire . The nobles regarded him with respect and fear, while the people were filled with the utmost respect and praised him as the wisest Emperor in history . In addition, the neighboring countries feared him, because he had earned his title of the Bloody Emperor by purging many nobles . There were four other men in the room besides Jircniv, but all of them stood motionless, as though they were statues . Jircniv turned his eyes away from the papers he had been looking at for a while and fixed his line of sight in mid air . He scribed his thoughts onto it, as though there were a blackboard there . Before long, Jircniv snorted . It sounded like he was scoffing at something, but also like he was interested . The news from his spy within the Empire had produced that reaction from Jircniv . At this moment The door opened, without any knocking . This outrageously rude behavior made his attendants lower their stances and glare at the doorway with hostility . However, once those minions saw who had walked into the room, they immediately stood down and returned to their original stances . The person who had entered was an old man, his long beard about half as tall as he was long . His hair was as white as snow, yet it had not thinned out . The long years of his life were written on the wrinkles of his face, while his keen eyes concealed the light of wisdom within them . He wore a necklace made of countless tiny crystal balls, and his withered hands were adorned with several practical, unadorned rings . His pure white robe was baggy and loose, and it was made of a very soft fabric . His appearance was the first thing any know nothing would think of when they heard the word magic caster . Things have become troublesome . Those were the first words uttered by the old man who had slowly entered the room . He spoke them in a young sounding voice that seemed thoroughly at odds with his appearance . Jircniv merely moved his eyes, shifting the object of his interested gaze . What s the matter, Gramps I have investigated, but it is impossible for us to find him . What do you mean, in simple words . . . Your Imperial Majesty . Magic is one of the principles of the world . Knowledge Yes, I know, I know, Jircniv said with a disinterested wave of his hand . You ramble on once you get going . Skip that for now and get to the point . . . . If this Ainz Ooal Gown person truly exists, then he must surely possess some very powerful magic item or some personal power which prevents people from spying on him . In my estimation, he might be able to use magic of a similar, or higher tier than me . Everyone in the room grew tense, with the exception of the Emperor and the old man . The old man was saying that this person was on par with the highest tiered magic caster in the Empire s history, the Imperial Court Wizard, the great sage known as the Triple Magic Caster , Fluder Paradyne . Everyone else doubted their ears . I see . Is that why you look so happy, Gramps Of course . In the past 200 years, I have not seen an arcane magic caster who was as powerful or more powerful than myself . Was there someone like that over 200 years ago Driven by curiosity, the Emperor asked his question, and the Imperial Court Wizard began perusing his memory . Well, now . I have only ever met one person like that . One of the Thirteen Heroes from children s stories, the necromancer Rigrit Bers Carau . Ah, although I think the other magic casters among the Thirteen Heroes were quite exceptional too . Then, is there a more skilled arcane magic caster than yourself out there, Gramps Fluder s eyes wavered, as though looking into the distance . That is hard to say I believe I have surpassed her by far now, but I cannot be certain . That is because it is difficult to determine superiority in the field of magical theory . He slowly stroked his beard and his words were humble, though his tone overflowed with confidence . Then, he quirked up an eyebrow . I hope that Ainz Ooal Gown gentleman is a more outstanding person than myself . Jircniv smiled in satisfaction, then picked out a sheet of paper and placed it before Fluder . Fluder seemed surprised, but he accepted the piece of paper and quickly scanned it . Oh . That was his opinion . However, a great change came over Fluder s sagely countenance . His eyes lit up with an ardent flame and he looked like a starving beast . I see, so this is why Your Imperial Majesty asked me to investigate Ainz Ooal Gown s actions . How interesting . Two people against what appears to be dozens of the Theocracy s special forces operatives Kuku . I would like to sit down and discuss magical knowledge with this gentleman . The paper contained Gazef Stronoff s testimony to the King, and even the recorder s personal opinion . Then, Your Imperial Majesty . Have you sent anyone to this village Not yet . Sending someone over would attract attention . . . . Perhaps one of my disciples no, if this missive is trustworthy, it would be best to build friendly relations with him . I disagree, Gramps . If he is a man of power that we can control, I would like to invite him to the Empire . I believe that would be excellent . In order to plumb the abyss of magic, we need knowledgeable people from many disciplines It would be best if I could meet someone who blazed his own trail . His voice was filled with desire . Jircniv knew Fluder s dream . Fluder wanted to gaze into the abyss of magic . Therefore, he wanted someone who had been there before to teach him . Those behind him only needed to follow in the footsteps of their predecessors Fluder, for the most part . They walked the best and most efficient path, using that to fully realize their potential . However, Fluder as a lonely pioneer did not enjoy such good fortune . He had to feel around in the dark by himself, and much of his growth was wasted effort . If he could have saved that trouble and fully cultivated his talent, he would probably be a more potent magic caster . Fluder understood that, which was why he desperately wanted to meet someone who could guide him . His talent was limited . He did not want to waste more of it . Fluder had trained up disciples in the hope that someone who surpassed him would appear and guide his development . Unfortunately, his wish had not yet been granted . That was the only thing Jircniv could not help him with . Therefore, he decided to change the topic . Also, I wish to learn about some adamantite ranked adventurers who appeared in E Rantel . Could you help me Of course, Your Imperial Majesty .

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