6 「To be or not to be」 (2/2)

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”I suppose,” Cipher at least hinted that he wanted to go out there, but sounded a little roundabout rather than direct in the way he said it.

Peter and the rest weren't all that surprised.

Albedo though was looming over Cipher as if he was some sort of threat.

”Who are you to speak so casua--”

”Enough Albedo,” Ainz stopped his Head Guardian from berating a likely ally.

Cipher turned his eyes to Albedo, ”Huh.” He refrained from speaking his mind, as it appeared Momonga, or also better known as Ainz Ooal Gown now, was hiding his identity.

”I find it doubtful that any of them will get passed you,” Cipher declared with a yawn, ”So I guess we'll head townward.” This tossed the Swords of Darkness into confusion.

Cipher could easily wipe the floor with the Slane Theocracy Soldiers, even if they were some form of special forces unit. It was already apparent how powerful he was, and it was also apparent how powerful Ainz was as well.

They just couldn't figure out or understand why they would voluntarily wipe out the people threatening the village and the Head Warrior.

”Good luck Mister Hero,” was the last thing he said towards Ainz before turning away. Gesturing for the future partners to join him in his walk out of the building.

When the six of them made their way to the edge of the village, the path leading towards E-Rantel, they came to a stop and glanced over to watch all the soldiers rushing off on horses.

Cipher already predicted that most of those men would die. Even if it wasn't part of the plan, it was hard to imagine them leaving the head warrior to die on his own. What would the honor of that be?

Just seeing the way the soldiers look at Gazef, he could see how much he was idolized.

Cipher wanted to be idolized like that. He wanted to be followed by people, other than just his Guardians. Even if it wasn't into battle, he wanted a posse of new faces.

His eyes moved towards the Swords of Darkness, pursing his lips.

He knew he had a spell that he could use to rewrite their memories, or make them forget him, or even certain things in their past. It was Control Amnesia.

Cipher could make them idolize him! Or at least change their distasteful attitude towards him. The only person he was okay with was Ninya. She was submissive to begin with and he was her benefactor for the time being. She already got magic from him, now all that was left was a Sword of Darkness and her sister. These things were promised to her, even after the rearrangement of the deal.

Though he knew that if he used this ability on them, it had to be on all of them. They were all in close quarters and it was likely they lived together or at least bunked at the same inn.

”What's with that look?” Lukrut asked with a brow raised, ”And why didn't you offer to wipe the battleground with those Slane Theocracy soldiers? Judging by the company you keep at home, you should hate them.”

”Hate them...?” Cipher kept his attention on Lukrut as they were walking slowly, keeping an eye on and an ear out for the battle.

”They're human supremacists. They persecute other species they deem lesser than themselves,” Peter answered for Lukrut with a frown across his lips.

”Hm...” Cipher kept his gaze in the direction of the horse riding soldiers charging through the ranks of the enemy special forces units. ”You have a point. Racism, not really a fan of it.”

”You gonna change your mind?” Lukrut teased, trying to get Cipher to fight.

Cipher instead ignored him, ”I wonder what would happen if I were to turn their leadership into nonhumans. Elves maybe, or maybe into orcs. Think they'll still rule the same way?”

Gallifrey chuckled at this, the first sound he had made in a while since they arrived. ”Good one my Lord,” he praised his master for the joke, though it wasn't necessary.

The group imagined it, the chaos that would sow into the Theocracy.

”You know...” Cipher was thinking about the whole Adventurer thing. If he were to join the Guild, he'd have to abide by certain rules. Rules which restricted his actions and tempered his moral core.

Did he really want to join them? Sure it would be fun to go around with a merry gang and do quests, but couldn't he do that without joining the Guild? Like work as a Contractor of Sorts? A freelancer.

”Maybe I'll be an unofficial member of your party, rather than an actual adventurer.” He didn't need reward for helping with the quests. He could just happen to hang around them and travel.

”A regular companion.”

”A wise choice, My Lord.” Gallifrey nodded with a joyous tone of voice.

Peter eased up a bit, but at the same time, he was curious of why he was changing his mind all of a sudden. Had he been asking to join the Guild on a whim? Was he not serious about it? Or was he just playing games? He couldn't quite tell with him, he appeared a little airy.