I came again, I was dripping below.
That's the second time this morning alone.
It's hard to hold myself when I am in the presence of Ainz-sama. I know it's rather inappropriate considering the serious situation where we are currently in, but a woman can only hold her lust for so long.
Especially when the man she loves and worships is nearby, exuding an intimidating presence full of unrestrained anger and power.
I then composed myself, adjusting my figure and clothes. It seems to be a good day for me today, since my chest is a bit plumper than usual. It's slightly above-average at best and above-average at worst.
I made sure to fix my ribbon before heading out. I reported something to Ainz-sama earlier, a foul scent that's only present to the vampire race. I wanted to investigate it since it just suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
It's quite the distance, too, probably a few cubes ahead? I don't get the space in this reality; it's too chaotic and confusing. Your eyes will always deceive you here.
A few days ago, I spotted a room that seemed small from the outside, but the moment I opened the door, there was a wide-open space. I wanted to destroy the wall out of curiosity, but Demiurge stopped me.
Demiurge said that the room inside will disappear. He was about to explain it in length, but he stopped short and said, "It's like an optical illusion, but real."
That stupid jerk. He and Albedo are the fucking same. They all think I can't think, a slow learner to placate. I'll show them one day. The good thing about failing is that I already know how it feels and what not to do.
I don't have proof, but I have a very good hunch that Albedo, behind all that aristocratic grace and noble demeanor, is an even bigger slut. She's a virgin, yes, but she's a frustrated virgin. I know how sexual frustration feels; it drives you to do... things.
I clicked my tongue out of frustration. Someday, I'll show them.
Anyways, as for the grim situation. Three of the Pleiades maids are missing in action. We've sent further undead scouts and high-level summons, but none have managed to report back. We can't communicate via the Message spell because of 'non-uniform spatial symmetry'.
Whatever that means.
The entrance for that dimension is locked tight and is under heavy armed surveillance. The moment something pops up from that dimension, the traps will instantly annihilate it; if they survive that, the heavily armed special undead, along with Cocytus, will attempt to kill them.
Then preserved for resurrection and then Demiurge's interrogation.
Ainz-sama is currently enraged, wrapped with apocalyptic fury.
I share Ainz-sama's grief and anger about the missing maids. One of the missing maids, Solution Epsilon, is my ardent supporter when it comes to my ambition to be Ainz-sama's official main wife.
She's smart and reasonable, unlike the rest of her sisters, also affable. I've been trying to court Entoma, despite my aversion to her diet and real form, to support my ambition. However, she's not the pliable type.
The rest of Solution's sisters are fence sitters or Albedo's supporters. The absolute worst amongst them is that head butler, the captain of the six stars. I don't mind Sebas, but he's an absolute fence-sitter who courts both sides.
I couldn't help but sigh. The odds were against me, but that's okay. I already know how it feels to be on the bottom. Well, that and I am a willing bottom for Ainz-sama's throbbing... bone...
I continued walking, heading off to investigate. I have a world item on me just in case, and Sebas is with me. We're heading to investigate that strange scent. We're to scout and then instantly leave the moment trouble is found.
I wanted to do it alone, but after the three maids' incapacitation, Ainz-sama couldn't deal with the fact of possibly losing another one of us. His benevolence is truly magnanimous. The thought of him caressing and lifting me when I am at my lowest moment is truly titillating.
No, no. I need to focus. I can come later, at my own convenience. Sebas is with me, so I need to be professional. I need to learn more, and Sebas, the stoic butler, maybe there are a few things that I can learn from him.
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Ahhh... that was quite a drag. We've walked quite a lot, and the scent wasn't getting nearer, so I proposed that we sprint instead. Time is of the essence after all, and we need information as soon as possible.
Sebas agreed and said that it was a good idea. Heh, I am learning bit by bit.
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Almost a whole day has passed. We've gone through a few cubes and have even gone ahead to the point that we've passed by the furthest undead scouts. However, the scent was getting closer, which was good progress.
"How is the scent, Lady Shalltear?"
"We're almost there!" I said, excitedly, "This scent is out of this world." It's so pungent and strong, it's coming from a vampire! I am sure of it!
A vampire of a different make. I wonder how they function and work.
Ainz-sama and Demiurge said that this dimension is like a bridge to other realities. I couldn't help but be excited about the possibilities. Even Ainz-sama himself proclaimed his eagerness to explore and subjugate, it's only fitting that his future wife should do the same.
That's my advantage over Albedo, who is tasked with repairing the New World. She's also fixing a lot of her tantrums, and she had a lot of tantrums, even more than Demiurge.
They're not mistakes, as Ainz-sama has said, when the atrocities were committed during his absence. They were, instead, misguided overtures due to the absence of a ruling monarch.
"Ah! There it is!" The strong scent came from an open coffin that was standing upright with a resting male figure inside it, his arms crossed over his chest. A vampire, it doesn't seem strong, but I shouldn't drop my guard.
The man's outfit was Victorian. I should know, I wore the same aesthetic. Victorian, an aesthetic no doubt invented by Peroroncino-sama, was draped all over this lesser vampire.
The lesser vampire was wearing a long, crimson-colored open trench coat and a red cravat. The coat had ruffles on its shoulders. His hands were covered in white gloves with unfamiliar red runes, except for the pentagram star.
He had long, jet black hair, the strands covering his pinkish-red eyes. He sported a huge grin on his face, as if he expected this encounter.
"Ah? So you've come." This lesser vampire said, as if he knew we were coming. We had anti-divination items and buffs. This thing was probably just being forcefully nonchalant. But then again, we need to be cautious; maybe they have abilities that can pierce through spells.
"May we ask who you are?" Sebas was the first one to ask. I wanted to do that. Tsk.
"You're quite rude, you intrude on my established space and demand my name without introducing yourselves?" The lesser vampire said.
It was too comfortable, I wouldn't mind putting it in its place. I wanted to introduce myself, but since Sebas kept his mouth shut, I should do the same.
I cleared my throat and smiled. "My ally and I have no interest in introducing ourselves to random beings."
"Then you shouldn't seek them." It said dismissively, cautiously, but at the same time, excitedly. It's hiding something.
This guy was getting on my nerves. We're both stronger than him, but I shouldn't judge on what I see or sense blindly.
"Well, we asked you a question. Who are you?" I said, priming my teleportation spell while Sebas did the same.
The figure smiled, showing his vampiric canine teeth with pride.
"A real fucking vampire."
(Surely, this one is hard to guess. Hehehehe.)