Draco brought the three girls to the giant arena on the Sixth Floor.
Preparing to welcome the soon-to-arrive companion.
As the magic circle expanded, a dazzling red light shot straight into the sky.
Because it was random, Draco didn't know who the summoned target would be.
As the light gradually dissipated, a beautiful figure came into everyone's sight.
She wore a black evening gown that looked soft to the touch.
Her upper body was draped in a short cardigan adorned with lace and ribbons, and she wore long lace gloves, so almost no skin was exposed.
Her exquisite features, which could only be described as those of a peerless beauty, were revealed; her skin was like white wax.
Because her long silver hair was tied to one side and hung down, it didn't cover her face at all, and her deep crimson eyes emitted an enchanting look of pleasure.
Overall, she was a Gothic Lolita.
This person was none other than the Guardian of the first to third floors of the Great Tomb.
Shalltear Bloodfallen.
Shalltear was an NPC created with a rigorous professional structure.
Specialized in combat, she ranked first in comprehensive combat power among the Floor Guardians of the Great Tomb.
This was also why she guarded three floors alone.
Draco was quite satisfied looking at the beauty before him.
Nazarick's defensive power would receive a leap-forward improvement.
At this moment, Shalltear's eyes were vacant, and a contract floated in front of her.
Draco hurried forward to sign the contract.
Shuna and Susu behind him watched this scene curiously, but it was just curiosity.
But Albedo's feelings were a mix of emotions.
Her old rival had actually arrived so early; things were not looking good.
For this past month, Albedo had her master all to herself, and the happiness had made her a bit carried away.
Her position as the primary wife was not yet secure, and she absolutely couldn't let Shalltear's appearance mess things up.
She secretly made up her mind... Just like before, after Draco dropped his blood on the contract, it turned into a stream of light and entered the space between his eyebrows.
Subsequently, Shalltear's character settings appeared before his eyes.
After leafing through them briefly... "Bi, Bisexual..."
"Necrophilia..."
Draco's eye twitched; he felt like almost none of the NPCs in Nazarick were normal.
Moreover, Shalltear's creator, Peroroncino, had given her some quite peculiar fetishes.
Draco made some simple modifications and then directly selected "Confirm."
In the next instant, Shalltear's blood-colored eyes immediately regained their spirit.
Immediately after.
"Ah~ My Lord!"
"My sole ruler, my beloved master!"
Saying that, Shalltear threw herself into Draco's arms, constantly rubbing her little face against his chest.
Shalltear!
"Shalltear, that's enough from you!"
Fury burned in Albedo's eyes.
Hearing the familiar voice, Shalltear let go and looked back.
"Oh my, if it isn't Albedo. So you're here too," Shalltear said dismissively.
Albedo sneered. "Hmph! I arrived a whole month before you. Hehe, you're far too late."
"A month? So what? You don't seem to have changed much at all~"
"You..."
The pressure between the two continued to rise, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze. The atmosphere was incredibly eerie.
"Enough!" Draco growled. "Now is not the time for bickering."
Immediately, the two suppressed their auras, glanced at each other, and turned away with a cold snort.
"Shalltear!"
"Present!"
Shalltear immediately dropped to one knee, ready to receive orders.
"From now on, you will continue to guard the first through third floors of Nazarick."
"Also, dispatch your kin to gather intelligence outside. Here are one hundred Sentry Wards; place them in appropriate locations."
"By your command, my Lord!"
"As for your current residence... I will construct the Death-Wax Chamber on the second floor for you as soon as possible. For now, stay on the Ninth Floor."
"Yes!"
"Albedo, you handle the arrangements."
"..."
Under Draco's series of orders, everyone became busy once again.
Returning to his room, Draco calmed his mind and checked Shalltear's character panel.
[Name]: Shalltear Bloodfallen
[Title]: Bloody Valkyrie
[Alignment]:???
[Racial Level]: Vampire Lv10, True Vampire Lv10
[Job Level]: Valkyrie / Lance Lv5, Cursed Knight Lv5, Cleric Lv10, Others
[Total Level]: Lv100 (Racial Level 20 + Job Level 80)
[Equipment]: Full Legendary Set, Divine-class Weapon: Spruit Lance
[Skills]: [Mana Essence], [Life Force Continuous Recovery], [Greater Teleportation], [Force Sanctuary], [Maximize Magic: Vermilion Nova], [Maximize Magic: Brilliant Radiance], [Summon Kin], [Magic Destruction], [Blood Armed]... [Special Skills]: [Einherjar], [Negative Impact Shield], [Purifying Javelin], [Time Reverse], [Blood Pool], [Blood Frenzy]... After carefully reading through the character panel, Draco clicked his tongue in amazement.
Either way, he couldn't defeat her.
Albedo was absolute defense, while Shalltear was absolute power.
With the two of them here, the territory was now somewhat secure.
Setting aside long-term goals, they were more than enough to deal with Clayman next door.
Speaking of Clayman, he was currently worried about the upcoming Walpurgis.
Inside a room that looked as if the electricity bill hadn't been paid.
Clayman was staring out the window, muttering to himself.
"Why did this happen? Could my plan have been exposed?"
"It makes no sense. Gelmud had only just begun his move."
At that moment, a black portal appeared behind Clayman.
Misari stepped out from it.
"Lord Clayman, the Walpurgis is beginning."
Clayman snapped out of it, nodded, and followed Misari into the portal... On the other side of the portal was a circular meeting room.
Ten chairs were placed around a massive round table.
Sitting at the head was the Dark Emperor, Cranel Zalor.
There was also the destroyer, Milim Nava; the Labyrinth Fairy, Ramiris; the Wrath of the Earth, Dagruyuru; Roy Valentine, who was posing as a Demon Lord; the Sleeping Ruler, Dino; the Platinum Saber, Leon Cromwell; the Sky Queen, Frey; and the Lion King, Carrion.
Plus the last to arrive, the Marionette Master, Clayman.
At this moment, all Ten Demon Lords were present.
"Oh my, it seems I've arrived late."
Clayman leisurely walked to his seat.
"No matter, the timing is perfect."
"Now then, since everyone is here, let us begin this meeting."
With Guy's words, the Walpurgis officially commenced.