Overlord : Trinidad chapter: 3

Overlord : Trinidad chapter: 3

Momonga's nonexistent heart skipped a beat as he saw the old friends who had abandoned him long ago.

Confusion, joy, and surprise surged through him with such intensity that he had to activate his emotion suppression multiple times, yet the joy still lingered.

"TouchMe-san? Ulbert-san?" Momonga spoke their names softly and carefully, as if saying them too quickly would cause them to disappear into the air.

His friends responded with, "Momonga?"

Momonga let out a sigh, the kind a soldier gives upon seeing their comrades return alive from a lost battle. With an emotion that could not be denied, he rushed towards them, his steps eager to close the distance.

"I'm not alone," he thought.

Even if the NPCs were faking their loyalty and were his enemies, he would accept this illogical reality. He would accept this new world they had been transported to if he could be with them here...

But before he could reach his friends, Momonga felt someone pull on his robe and throw him back. He landed behind all the Guardians and watched as they all glared at Albedo, the one who had tossed him.

"ALBEDO!" Cocytus roared at the succubus.

"Damn you!" Shalltear shouted, drawing her lance to strike Albedo.

But the succubus remained calm, and in a flash, summoned and donned her jet-black armor.

"By the authority granted to me by the 41 Supreme Beings, and as the Overseer of the glorious Nazarick, I order all Floor Guardians to draw your weapons and defend Momonga-sama!"

"Defend?" Momonga questioned, not understanding Albedo's meaning until he noticed her glaring at Ulbert and TouchMe with contempt from within her helmet.

With his face twisted in anger, Demiurge exclaimed, "DISGRACE! How dare you raise your weapon against the Supreme Being who created me?!"

The demon unsheathed his claws, preparing to attack Albedo from behind. At the same time, Sebas, who appeared slightly injured, positioned himself to protect TouchMe.

But then, Albedo shouted.

"They're impostors! All of the Supreme Beings have left, and only Momonga-sama has stayed with us! Does no one else remember?!"

Like a bolt of lightning, those words struck every Guardian, and their eyes turned to Sebas, who stood shocked and slightly wounded. Everyone realized who the culprits were.

And then…

The memory of abandonment flooded back. Each Guardian recalled the day their creators left them. Alongside that, they remembered the only Supreme Being who stayed behind—the one who traveled far and wide every day, away from the Tomb, to find riches to maintain Nazarick. They remembered the only Supreme Being who still visited them…

In that moment, all the Guardians except for Demiurge and Sebas gripped their weapons without fear and prepared to defend the Supreme Being who had shown them so much love by staying with them until the end.

Seeing no other options, Demiurge lunged at Albedo, who had her back turned, intending to kill her. But the would-be assassin was stopped by Cocytus and Shalltear, each impaling him with their weapons.

Cocytus drove his axe into Demiurge's back, and Shalltear pierced his stomach with her lance.

Demiurge's HP dropped dramatically, but thanks to his defenses, he still had a long way to go before dying. However, seeing that he and Sebas were outmatched—knowing that Shalltear alone could stop both of them—Demiurge did the only thing he could to protect his creator.

Demiurge begged.

"No… it can't be… it's them, I'm sure! Momonga-sama, I could never mistake the Supreme Being who created me. Please, stop them!" Demiurge cried out in desperation, rising to his feet, injured.

"It's us, Momonga!" TouchMe shouted, hoping their old friend would believe him.

"What the hell is going on, Momonga?!" Ulbert yelled as he readied himself for battle.

Momonga's thoughts swirled within him—"What's happening?" "What do I do?"—questions flooding his overwhelmed mind. For a brief moment, Momonga fell into despair... until emotion suppression activated.

Once his fear and confusion were suppressed, Momonga found order within his mind. And with his words, he brought order to the scene unfolding before him.

"That's enough!" he shouted with a commanding voice, accompanied by a dark aura that intimidated all the Guardians. "Everyone, stand down. And you two... don't move," he said, addressing those who claimed to be his friends.

Ulbert and TouchMe stood in bewilderment. What was happening to their friend? Was he angry with them? Why didn't he simply command the NPCs who seemed to be protecting him to lower their weapons and tell them they weren't a threat?

The answer was clear.

Momonga didn't know where they were; he only knew they had arrived in a strange world where the NPCs created by his friends had come to life, and he wasn't certain of the loyalty of any of them.

"They could be faking it to stab me in the back," thought Momonga, who trusted only Albedo. And that was because she wasn't loyal out of duty but out of love, something Momonga intended to use to his advantage.

So if the woman who loved him to the point of madness was now doing everything to protect him, it was because, indeed, he was in danger.

There was a chance that those standing before him were enemies trying to make him lower his guard.

Feigning authority to avoid looking foolish in front of the Guardians, Momonga gripped his staff and accepted that the Guardians would defend him.

"Sebas, Demiurge! Stand down!"

With those words, both the demon and the butler felt abandoned by Momonga, and in their hearts, they swore they would betray that order if it meant saving their creators.

"And you two! Prove to me that you are who you claim to be!" he commanded TouchMe and Ulbert.

"There's no time! We have to kill those who have profaned the image of two Supreme Beings!" Albedo shouted in desperation.

Something about her behavior made Momonga uneasy, but for the sake of the situation, he ignored the fact that Albedo seemed far too eager to kill those who might genuinely be TouchMe and Ulbert.

"Prove who we are?" TouchMe questioned.

"How do you expect us to do that, Momonga?" Ulbert asked, feeling offended.

With the composure of a king, the overlord of Nazarick pointed the Guild Staff at them and, in a regal tone, declared.

"You will answer my questions."

Momonga wanted to believe that he wasn't alone in this world, but as he knew well, he could never let his guard down. If he did, he would surely die.

And on the other side, TouchMe and Ulbert wondered if the one they still considered their friend truly remained beneath that black robe...

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