Chapter intermission

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 .

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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 .

Whats 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 Empires 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 childrens 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?

Fluders 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 Fluders 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 Gowns actions . How interesting . Two people against what appears to be dozens of the Theocracys special forces operatives Kuku . I would like to sit down and discuss magical knowledge with this gentleman .

The paper contained Gazef Stronoffs testimony to the King, and even the recorders 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 Fluders 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 .