"Greetings, Master."
Clementine knelt on the ground, her face filled with fanaticism.
Sig felt a headache. Clementine was vastly different from when he first met her. Although it was only a change in her demeanor, it was like she had become a completely different person; he could barely recognize her.
He asked, "What task did Demiurge give you?"
"It is to spread the Saint Dragon God religion and expand the number of believers," Clementine respectfully replied.
Sig rubbed his temples. He wasn't very fond of such things.
He was a staunch atheist, holding a respectful but unsupportive attitude towards religious sects and beliefs.
To be honest, blindly believing in something makes one very susceptible to brainwashing, and the Saint Dragon God religion sounds like a cult.
Wait, brainwashing?
"Has this caused Master trouble?" Clementine asked cautiously.
"It's nothing. Demiurge probably wants to conduct a religious experiment. Just continue with the plan. I am very pleased."
Newly emerging sects generally wouldn't cause much of a stir, especially in a remote stronghold.
The effects certainly wouldn't be seen in a short time, but the significance of this move lay in testing. If it proved successful, ruling E-Rantel would become much easier.
Knowing the plot, Sig easily thought of this point.
"Understood!"
"Lord Sig, I don't understand why Ilay isn't also allowed to declare his belief in the Saint Dragon God religion? That way, it would quickly attract everyone's attention, and the value of that role could be fully utilized."
Lupusregina Beta raised her question. As the logistical support for this operation, she had also come to E-Rantel, but since she had no part in the play, she had not shown herself.
Her race was a werewolf, with the appearance of a dark-skinned, sexy woman. Her exposed white-stockinged long legs were a highlight, and her specially made maid outfit was more convenient and lighter for combat, with almost no armor worn. From all angles, she was a beauty.
Normally, her personality was gentle, but as a representative of those with bad dispositions, she also wanted to participate. Teasing humans was the most enjoyable thing, and the expressions of humans in despair were particularly exciting.
"The fact that Sigris Hrasvelgr is the Saint Dragon God will be revealed sooner or later. As a human, Ilay naturally cannot have such a blemish. Moreover, the development of a sect cannot be rushed, as those who join out of impulse are merely useless fanatics," Sig explained with a smile.
"By the way, Clementine, I apologize for mocking you earlier. I had no choice but to do so to establish the persona of someone who hates dragons."
To apologize to a lowly servant for such a matter, and the one who was mocked was clearly Lord Sig/Master himself!
Clementine's face flushed, and her eyes welled up with tears. "Your power should be glorified."
"Don't cry." Sig thought this was a bit exaggerated and handed her a handkerchief.
Unexpectedly, Lupusregina nodded in agreement, stating matter-of-factly, "It's perfectly normal to be moved to tears upon hearing Lord Sig say such words. If there were no reaction, being executed would not be too much."
Only then did Sig remember that, speaking of cults, Nazarick was truly the largest cult organization, possessing both cruel methods and fanatical worship, truly a cult among cults.
"Hmm? The Guildmaster? I understand."
While he was In a daze, Ainz sent a message. After Sig agreed, he looked at Clementine.
"You go meet up with Fei Fei first. Einzack is going to issue Adamantite rank plates. As a member of the same team, it's better for you to be present."
"Lupusregina, come with me."
Demiurge was probably still waiting for him to finish up, and he also needed to confirm the progress and make new deployments.
"Understood, Lord Sig!" Lupusregina playfully raised her hand, swung her two braids, and skipped after him.
At this moment, Demiurge stood respectfully before the teleportation gate. As soon as Sig emerged from it, he immediately bowed elegantly.
"Your subordinate, Demiurge, welcomes Lord Sig."
"Hmm, have things been taken care of properly?" Sig nodded in agreement and asked casually.
"Yes, Lord Ainz successfully cast the Super-Tier spell, Fallen Down. No enemies came to obstruct it, and Slite also retreated safely," Demiurge said with a smile.
The truth was, the Shadow Dragon Slite had not fought Fei Fei. The sounds of battle were faked by Demiurge to mislead everyone. They also acted as guardians before the Super-Tier spell was cast.
In battle, the person casting a Super-Tier spell would definitely be attacked first, so if there were enemies, the preparation time for casting would be the best time to act.
Ainz also felt that it was unnecessary to use a cash shop item just for acting, so he agreed to the plan, but for safety, he still held one in his hand.
However, despite this, Demiurge still had reservations about using the Supreme Beings as bait, and it was Albedo who mediated. Still, he came along.
"You've worked hard, Demiurge. If I don't praise you in person, I feel truly bad," Sig said from the bottom of his heart.
Looking at Sig, who bowed his head to him, Demiurge said in trepidation, "Ah, you are truly too kind. It is a servant's duty to share the worries of the Supreme Beings."
"Alright, you don't need to be so respectful when facing me. Haven't I told you already?"
Sig truly liked Demiurge, who always worked diligently. The two were surprisingly similar when working, as long as Demiurge didn't overthink things.
Demiurge stood up, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curving upwards slightly. "Thank you for Lord Sig's kindness."
"But I can't let you rest yet. I want you to meet a human. She might be useful to Nazarick," Sig said solemnly.
"Understood. To be praised by Lord Sig like this, your subordinate also wishes to meet her," a gleam flashed in Demiurge's eyes.
If he wasn't mistaken, that person was the Golden Princess. He indeed had the idea of meeting that woman. Lord Sig truly saw things like a god.
To prevent Demiurge from misunderstanding, Sig kindly reminded him, "Her wisdom is no less than yours and Albedo's. Problems should be solvable through conversation. However, there's no need to overestimate her too much. Her value lies in seizing the kingdom."
"Understood. Your subordinate will make her recognize her place. Lower beings should have the understanding of lower beings," Demiurge understood.
There's no need for that… Never mind. Demiurge should know what he's doing. Sig, who only had a bit of cleverness, clearly didn't need to worry so much.
"Hmm hmm hmm~"
As night fell, Lana sat in front of a mirror, constantly adjusting her expression until she was satisfied with a nearly perfect, appropriate smile.
At this moment, a maid gently knocked on the door, and a sweet voice immediately answered from within, "Is something the matter?"
The maid gently pushed the door open. "Princess, it's time to rest. I will serve you tonight."
Lana chuckled. "Has it gotten so late without me realizing? You may go for now. I will call you if I need anything."
"Yes, Princess. Please rest early."
The maid respectfully withdrew. Lana's expression suddenly became dark and frightening. She remembered this maid had spoken ill of Climb. Should she find an opportunity to kill her?
As she pondered, a shadow enveloped the window, and a man in a suit suddenly appeared before her.
Lana's body trembled uncontrollably. "You are?"
"You are the Golden Princess?"
Lana ultimately did not warn anyone. She had already made up her mind to sacrifice millions of people just to be with Climb forever.
Thus, the plan to betray the nation was born.