Overlord (LN)

The soldiers let out an earthshaking cry, and thundered forward.

Force clashed against force, but just when everyone thought the tide had turned, the body of an orichalcum ranked adventurer flew through the air, hitting a nearby wall and leaving a bright red splatter mark.

“OOOOOOHHHHHHH!”

As though saying, “come get some”, the giant demon’s body halted the soldiers in their tracks.

There were monsters which could not be beaten by mere numbers alone.

“Stronoff-sama! Give me a hand!”

“Of course.”

The voice that followed Gazef’s answer made Lakyus’ eyes go wide.

“Hang on. Don’t you need an awesome fighter backing you up?”

“And an excellent ninja-to-be as well.”

There was no mistaking these voices. Still, Lakyus called out in surprise, still barely able to believe her ears.

“Gagaran! Tia!”

The two of them slowly stepped out in front of her. They were fully armed and ready for battle.

“Yo. I’ve gotten stiff from all this sleeping around, so I asked Stronoff-san to bring me along.”

“Ready to fight.”

It should not have been like this. She already told them they were forbidden to fight right after being resurrected. Normally, one would need to get complete bed rest and even then they would still feel drained. Even so, they knew how important this battle was, which was why they had joined the fight.

Getting everyone back together was the biggest boost she could receive.

Lakyus prayed with all her heart.

She prayed that Momon would defeat Jaldabaoth, and get rid of the demons in the capital.

Lower Fire Month (9th Month), 5th Day, 03:46

“I see him.”

Looking ahead, one could see the masked demon standing in the center of the plaza, making no attempt to hide himself. Although she could not see the forms of other demons, Evileye was not foolish enough to think that they were not there.

Having noticed them approaching, Jaldabaoth turned and bowed elegantly. There could only be one meaning behind this.

“A trap... what now, Momon-sama?”

“It doesn’t matter what awaits us. We just have to smash it all.”

“Just so.”

Momon’s tone no longer had its original seriousness and formality, which was probably because their travel together had made them more familiar with each other. With this in mind, Evileye began switching to a more casual way of speaking as well. If she kept concealing her true self, when they started going out seriously, they would probably break up right away. So even though revealing her true self might have been too early, taking a more casual tone would probably be a good idea, Evileye thought.

“It seems it’s starting right on schedule.”

From behind, the sound of drums and battle cries rang out. In order to ensure Momon could fight Jaldabaoth one-on-one, the troops would begin their attack. This was the only chance they had. As such, there was no other way to save the capital other than by defeating Jaldabaoth.

“Ahh, that seems to be the case. It would appear that it’s time for the final battle. Momon-sama... leave the other enemies to myself and Nabe. You should focus all your attention on fighting Jaldabaoth, Momon-sama.”

“Understood. In that case, since you’ve come this far with me, when I defeat Jaldabaoth and return in triumph, can I hope that you will stand by my side? Nabe, please work with her. I hope the three of us can return together.”

“Understood, Momon-san.”

The three of them landed in front of Jaldabaoth. Evileye looked around, and from a house adjoining the plaza, a maid appeared.

She wore a mask like the last time she saw her, with a fixed expression. But Evileye could feel the hatred directed at her.

There’s probably more than one of them.

Jaldabaoth already knew who was stronger between herself and the insect maid. Now that their side also had Nabe, a magic caster who might be able to rival him in power, there was no way he would join the battle alone. Was he planning to swamp them in demons, or was there another subordinate of a comparable level waiting in the wings? Both possibilities made Evileye break out in a cold sweat.

After that maid, more people in masks similar to his appeared.

They were all wearing strange maid uniforms.

And they numbered...

“...Four of them?!”

There were a total of five people with fighting power comparable to herself. Two against five would be far too great a difference in power. The battle seemed unwinnable from the very start.

“Damn it! I underestimated Jaldabaoth’s forces!”

If this kept up, they would be overwhelmed by sheer numbers, and then the maids would go on to interfere in Momon and Jaldabaoth’s duel.