planning

As much as I would love to indulge right now, I know that time should be used wisely.

"Yousei. Can you make me a map of the elven kingdom's with a rundown of the hierarchy?" There was a look of disappointment but she complied immediately, getting off of my desk and creating a map purely of magic.

"On the left side, we have the greenwood kingdom. This is ruled by Arwen Greenwood, a deplorable bastard who takes whatever women catches his eye. Nobody knows how many bastard's he has." The map showed a large kingdom with seemingly no walls, but roughly square shaped.

What poor defenses. However, that kingdom would make for wonderful farming ground. Especially for potions, I have an entire catalogue of drugs in my head, both magical and non-magical.

"The people have a very low opinion of Arwen. So low that many attempts of rebelling have occurred but were quashed by two individuals. Gildor and Norn. Gildor is a warrior above all renowned for his use of his Great-Hammer. He has destroyed many revolts with the help of Norn." A problematic individual to be sure.

A large man standing at around 6ft 5 was projected, he was bald but had the trademark pointed elven ears that showed he was definitely an elf despite not looking like one.

"The great mage Norn. Said to be blessed by the sacred forest itself. On numerous occasions has discovered traitorous plots against Arwen. It is said that she cares only for the elven population and that is why she supports Arwen." So propose myself as an alternative to Arwen?

Possible.

But elves are long lived creatures, deceiving one who is a supposed great mage will be increasingly difficult.

Quest generated

The great mage

Deal with Norn without killing her.

Rewards: ???

A real cock-tease aren't you system? Just like giving mystery rewards?

I just tell you the quests, I don't make them.

I doubt that.

"So, what I'm getting from this, is that we need to find a bastard of his and then deal with his two guards, kill Arwen and have the bastard replace him?"

"That... is a plausible way to do it." It's not going to be as easy as it sounds.

"Does he have any noticeable features? Hereditary ones?" A thinking look crossed my maid's face.

"Hetechromia. One side of his hair is black and the other is grey, it's the same with his eyes." Just like overlord.

I wonder, with disc's, they could be put into other people, so what happens if I steal someone's equivalent of a stand disc and put it into myself?

A theory to test.

"Yousei, let's go searching."

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Yousei forgot to inform me that they have prisons filled with women who attempted to rebel.

A lovely idea, using the female criminals to relieve the stress of your guards.

Wandering in wasn't hard with my presence concealment, I did learn that the more people you slip by using presence concealment, the faster it levels up.

Resulting in this

[Presence concealment] (active) - level 50 (28%)

Even beings looking for you may fail now, you can now enhance this with magical energy. (20/min)

An interesting development. Anyway, this place is very fun. Constant sex is going on, the lifeless look on the women's eyes was wonderful.

But there was a single door that stood out simply because it was reinforced with magic.

A simple magical lock pick solved things though. Lock picking has always been a fun way to break into people's houses. Then I'd do what I wanted.

Well, back to the task at hand, the door creaked open and it easily slipped by the guards, they didn't care. They were all in a lustful haze. Y'know, this is really cliche, big door hides important prisoner.

Zesshi zetsumei. Observe.

Zesshi Zetsumei

Lvl: 354

Hp: 3264

Mp: 2000

Str: 4952

Dex: 2143

Agi: 3812

End: 2364

Int: 110

Luck: 10

Charisma: 50

Fuckity fuck. How on earth did she fail in her revolt? Her strength is almost as high as sebastian despite her significantly lower level.

Sebastian would still defeat her though... I truly do have quite the impressive butler.

"What are you doing in this cell?" The voice was deep, strict and serious. I'd assume he's the warden as all other guards seemed preoccupied. However, the warden cannot be.

"I'm an inspector, his majesty wished to confirm whether his daughter would make him powerful children. And he wished for this to be done in secret so that his daughters supporters wouldn't attempt anything." Silence punctuated the room.

"Inspectors have his majesty's crest on their outfit. Show me." Hmm. A cautious one.

"Yes, my good man. Its on my chest, but as I don't wish to alarm you, I won't turn around. You can approach me at your own pace and perform a thorough inspection." A risky move to say the least, but I'm fairly weak. All I've got is my wits and my tongue.

I could hear his boots clearly echoing in the dark room. Some sort of metal on them.

"Slowly turn around." I did as asked, my cloak still obscured both my face and clothing. He placed both hands on my cloak, ready to open it. I prepared myself. Its life or death here, will my adventure end here?

No, I won't allow it.

Too much potential fun. I activated my touki, he threw my cloak open.

I shot my hand right towards his head, as I touched his forehead, he caught my wrist.

"Hah, that was a bit stressful." Two discs burst from his head, I snatched them both as his body collapsed.

A lifeless husk.

Time to test my theory.

I glanced at the two disc's in my hands. The shine of his memories was clear in one disc. So, I jammed the other one into my head.

Zetian Asmodeus

Lvl 5

Hp: 750

Mp: 1000

Str: 159

Dex: 104

Agi: 99

End: 97

Int: 120

Luck: 57

Charisma: 80

Stat points: 5

I see. Wonderful!

[Memory preservation] (active) - lvl 15

Hidden skill unlocked. Upon putting a disc inside your own body, you will obtain a 1/4 of the target's stats. If you use this ability on others, they will gain 1/2 of the target's stats. 2 uses of this ability remain.

That, is somewhat of a pain. But there are always drawbacks.

"Done with your pondering? Silver tongue. If so, explain your presence to me." The future queen demanded of me.

"I... am here to offer you a preposition." The nude elf grinned, slight intrigue could be seen from her chained figure.

"Oh, do tell."

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Yousei was camped outside, around half a mile from the prison.

Prison wasn't an accurate way to describe the place, more like a brothel filled with unwilling women who went against Arwen. Truly a hell which deterred many from ever challenging Arwen.

Yousei wasn't a physical fighter by any means. More a long distance sniper, and a sniper needed good eyes. Those good eyes could see a cloaked figure running with Zetian on their back, straight towards her encampment.

"It would seem as if he found an ally. Fortunate. This is the first and oldest prison on the list. We shall keep going anyway, we need to draw norn out of hiding."

Around 10 seconds was all it took for the duo to reach them. Zetian quickly hopped off the cloaked figure's back, noticeably faster than he was the last time she saw him. It was a strange increase for such a short time away.

"Afternoon, lord Zetian. I see you've found... an ally."

"Watch your tongue girl. While I do not have my scythe, I can still kill you fairly easily."

"Now now, calm down would you. If we cannot even get along, how do you expect to kill Arwen?"

"With my scythe." That response got a chuckle out of the devil.

"A blunt statement. Anyways, in your opinion, who should we deal with first? Norn or gildor?" Her face soured at the mention of the loyalist duo.

"That deceitful little bitch... old hag too. Older than even my bastard of a father. Norn is definitely the one you should deal with. But the bitch is hard to find. How will you do it?"

"Honestly, killing gildor or just attacking him would probably do it. But preparation would be necessary. Poison gas specifically. Preferably one that kills but I'm unaware if he has any resistances to poison. Well, give me a day in the forest to collect some herbs."

"You're quite the Intriguing fellow. You're no elf of any kind. So what are you?" Her suspicion was very clearly founded, I did expect someone to ask this at some point.

"Don't question it. The devil's in the details after all. Actually, as an addition to our contract, when you become Queen, I'll tell you."

'Contract? Lord Sebastian gave me an explanation of devil customs, contract magic was an innate part of it. Zetian is cautious. Good. Caution is necessary in nobility.' Yousei would know. Those in nobility have enemies that would often use violent methods to eliminate competitors. She had to be cautious.

Zetian would too. Devil politics are a stressful matter, although death was unlikely as noble devils understand more than anybody the state of the devil race, you would likely just end up a slave of that family.

The descendant of asmodeus fully intended to have the other family's be his slave's.

Not the other way around.

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Panting, grunting, parched breaths.

That was all that could be heard in the throne room. Women with lifeless eyes were strewn across the ethereal looking courtroom. Large pillars adorning each side of his Royal Majesty's courtroom.

They were corpses, hollow eyes. Genitalia dripping with royal seed. Warm bodies discarded without a moments hesitation in Arwen's lustful haze.

A permanent lustful haze.

"I wonder where Norn is? Woman disappears like dust in the wind. The spy's set up in the forest have noticed Norn enters the forest once a month."

Arwen's monologue was cut short as he bred another elf women, carelessly throwing her aside as if nothing but garbage.

"I want her. I really want to fuck her. She'd give me some damn powerful children. Maybe... maybe even powerful enough to fight those two..."

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System, am I able to bring people unrelated to the dungeon into it?

That is dependent entirely on the individual's strength. Take sebastian for example, you would have one of two choices. Either you A, limit Sebastian's strength to a class above your own. Or you B, keep Sebastian's full power in exchange for limiting the amount of time he can actively fight.

Both have their pro's and cons. If I choose A, sebastian would only be middle class in the dungeon, but I can keep him with me at no limit. With his battle experience, that could be invaluable.

However, choosing B would allow me to use Sebastian as a trump card, the only issue...

System, how long would sebastian be able to remain in the dungeon with option B?

Approximately 1 minute, give or take.

This isn't a concrete choice. I can freely alternate between the two. Whenever the need arises.

You may only alternate these choices when outside of the dungeon.

In hindsight, it was to be expected.

"Sebastian, does my father have an alchemy set?" The butler stopped his cleaning, glancing towards me.

"I'd ask what brought this about, but you are similar to your father in many ways." He pulled a book on the shelf, it didn't come off fully, but the bookshelf shifted revealing a entire laboratory of tables marked with various magic circles, beakers, flasks, test tubes.

"Seems my father was a scientist."

"Indeed he was. Creating drugs was a hobby of your father's." Seeing this, I had an idea.

"Sebastian. Do you know the whereabouts of my brother and nephew?"

The butlers beautiful eyes became bewitched in a baleful aura.

"I do. What would you like for me to do?" I can already tell that he despises them, they did essentially betray our father.

"Arrange a meeting with those two, tomorrow. Its time to mix up some poison."

It was time to go to work. I glanced back at the dual crescent blades, soon. Soon, I'll be able to use you.

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That man is strange. He's weak. Incredibly weak when compared to people like myself, my father or gildor.

But his mind. He doesn't seem to even consider his death a possibility. Confidence such as that was rare amongst the elven people whose spirits were crushed beneath the heel of Arwen.

And his offer, a bold one. Not an offer that anyone would just make with zero consideration.

He has a plan. He knows that pure strength is a fool's errand against gildor, he is slightly stronger than myself. And so he devises poison as a way to circumvent his own weakness while also providing myself an edge in combat.

A terrifying mind to be sure.

I truly believe he could do this. Back in a few days...

I wonder where he went?

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Sebastian was walking. Walking for a short time after using a teleportation circle.

On his way to visit his lord's estranged children. It made his blood boil in pure rage just thinking of those two. They dare... they dare to betray- no. Calm down. If I am angry when confronting them, I will never be able to do as lord Zetian asks.

Here we are. I stand in what appears to be an open clearing, but I knew better. This is how the old Satan faction operated. Hiding in plain sight. I already knew how to deconstruct their barriers.

Right now, I didn't need to deconstruct them. Just bypass. Despite my meager talent for magic, something like this is still manageable. It's like squeezing between two people.

I started to search around this gothic Castle, killing the odd person who encountered me every now and then. Finally, I reached a room. A room where I could feel those two.

The door was slammed open with much, much uneeded aggression.

"Sebastian Michaelis! Are you here to kill us?!" The traitorous Xavier, stood up, his son doing the same. I stared at the boy... hatred and disappointment was all I felt.

Just looking at the kid, I felt an indescribable feeling, to think my Lords' bloodline would become like this. So... weak. So disappointing. So... disgraceful.

"Unfortunately not. Your brother has awoken, Xavier. And he wishes to see you." Xavier lit up. He had shoulder length black hair, a serene looking face with sharp facial features.

"How do I know this isn't a trap, Sebastian? You've made your dislike of me clear." Annoying little shit. Of course I don't like you, traitor.

"You should know very well that my personal dislike takes a side note to my loyalty. I will not allow personal feelings to impede my duty to serve the asmodeus bloodline. But traitor's who reject their blood infuriate me." Creusery stood up and grabbed Sebastian's collar.

"What would you know as a mere servant?!" The Butler grabbed the dog by its throat, about to put him down.

"Filth should not attack their betters. Dogs do not bite their owners. Employees do not attack their employers. Dogs who bite their owners are put down. Employees who attack their employers are fired. You see where I'm going with this, no? And I have a dog here, that needs to be put down."

"Stop it Sebastian! I'll do it, I'll visit my brother. So that you don't kill my son." Sebastian dropped the dog.

"Good, Xavier. Zetian wants to meet you tomorrow. Does 3pm sound alright?" And then, Sebastian left. Not even waiting for him to answer.

"Are... are you alright father?"

"No. No son. I haven't seen my brother in hundreds of years. I wonder what he'll think of me?"

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Underneath the gremory estate, lay Nia Gremory-Asmodeus.

The girl had long black hair, soft, smooth and delicate features of her face. Nia looked as if she could break at the slightest touch.

A breathing mask on her face, IV drip plugged into her arm.

"Oh, great grand aunt. I wonder when you'll wake up? You fell asleep so long ago." Zeoticus gremory stood at her bedside.

He recalled his mother always showed him this place, waiting at her bedside for her to awaken. Zeoticus knew of her heritage.

He only hoped it wouldn't be a problem when she awakens.

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It has come to my attention, I am bad at describing faces. But zetian looks like jin so han from in the night I walk consumed by blades. So I went and got some pictures of him from the manga.





I also got some pics of his family heirloom, the dual crescent blades. Though, they are sheathed.

I will also ask you to join the discord, it's always fun to talk about stories.