The Preparation of the Meeting

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Standing in the middle of the massive University Square upon the floating Island, the wind whipped the various flying banners of Tempest. Wings of purple sat upon a dark blue background, the representation of a snowflake sitting underneath. Four symbols representing forces and aspects of the nation sat arrayed in the four 'corners' of the snowflake. One was a pink dragon curling upon itself ready to pounce, a yellow wolf majestically stared off on the opposing 'corner'. Below the wolf was a military helm that looked awfully similar to the ancient Spartan head gear, representing our Military. On the opposite side to the helm was a symbol that represented science and our pursuit of technology... It was also the symbol used for the explanation of atoms' orbits.

Unchanged, one hundred soldiers stood before those banners. Their armour was magi-steel plate with gleaming elements of Golden Filigree and platinum accents. They all held longswords on their hips with polearms being held within their hands. Said polearms were of the halberd variety, with only the captains holding glaives or variants. In front of each of these blocks of soldiers, the one hundred men being divided into twenty men blocks, were their captains and then Benimaru's subordinates. From Dragonewts to Hob-Goblins their bearing and armours made people's heads turn. Magicules leaked from each of these soldiers as off to the side was an equal amount of soldiers bearing the P210's I had made for the war. Today we would meet with Nazerick.

The P210 squads would not be coming with us but will be sitting here ready for an imminent fight if something were to break out. To my right stood the badass figure of Rimuru, his onyx trench coat flapping in the wind as beside him was Veldora. Dressed in a half cape that didn't cover his upper body at all and a set of long-pants that were pre black and had a similar texture to denim, he was smiling widely as he oversaw the work his best friend and family member had achieved; Rimuru. To my left stood Yuna and Milim, both of them being Demon Lords they had 'servants' behind them. Milim had grabbed one of her head priests from her nation in the early morning, the man seemingly confused by the entire ordeal. Behind Yuna was her brother... I had a feeling something was going to change that soon but I wasn't sure...

Behind me was Ruphia and Souei, the two of them acting surprisingly mature with each other. Ruphia herself had also calmed down a little it seemed, apparently all she needed was a good... Some trumpets blared as the entire gathering of soldiers slammed their feet together at attention, the racket of their armour clinking causing several birds to flee in terror from nearby trees. The sergeants of the soldiers slowly went rank by rank and informed the men of their duty as in the distance I could see the AA positions fully activated. Several layers of shields stood between the city and harm, many of the AA defences being in key locations to scan the skies above the city. Tempestus also had the full force of our Military might still here and present with many powerful people ever presently scanning the outskirts of the city, namely Ramiris who was staying with us until we went to Walpurgis the next day.

"Everyone, listen up! Today, we're heading into a situation that requires not just strength, but also wisdom and composure. We're about to meet someone who could be a valuable ally or a formidable adversary, and the way we present ourselves will shape that outcome!"

"Remember, we represent not just ourselves, but the entire nation of Tempest. Our actions today will echo far beyond this moment. So, I need each and every one of you to stay sharp, stay focused, and most importantly, stay united."

"Show them the respect they deserve, but also the strength that we possess. We have worked hard to build what we have, and we will protect it with everything we've got. But diplomacy is just as much a part of our strength as any blade or spell."

"Walk with pride, speak with confidence, and let them see the resolve in our eyes. No matter what happens, know that we stand together as one. Tempest is strong because of all of you, and together, there's nothing we can't achieve."

"So, let's go show them what the nation of monsters can do!"

His speech was succinct and honestly better than I could manage. Judging by the intake of breath he took after finishing it seemed like he had spent the better part of the night coming up with it, possibly. At this moment I didn't care as I saw all of the soldiers brimming with pride and focus, my eyes catching the intense gleam amidst the majority of their expressions. They would make sure to not bring shame in any way and would do their best to protect us if the need comes... Not that we needed it with four Demon Lords there and a True Dragon... Arrogance, possibly, but also confidence. Even if things went bad, we could run if need be. Yuna waved her hands, a smirk emerging on her face as I saw several cords of light connect to the soldiers, their magicules sky-rocketing in a manner that apparently kept them safe. At the same moment Rimuru summoned up a large formation below us all and transitioned us over to the battlefield where we had first met Ainz and Demiurge.

Wind tossed the grass along the swamp-like terrain as birds cooed and squawked loudly from the tree line. The scent of fresh air and slightly stagnant water drifted through our party, the soldiers arraying themselves to the side of the area, securing it in an orderly fashion. Snapping my fingers I pulled upon my transmutation abilities and converted a tree into a makeshift tent, using grass fibres as a canopy. Seats of hard stone and a oak table also formed inside of the tent. On one side was Tempest's table and seats whilst on the other side I formed a similarly fancy set-up. I could have used super fancy materials but that would put a small strain on my body and today I did not wish to even be a little off of my game.

Our soldiers fell back behind where our seats were and slowly took formation. Gleaming rainbow Magi-steel glimmered amidst the radiant beams of the sun. The squelching of water beneath some boots was distracting every now and then but this was soon solved by Ruphia who simply froze the entire segment of water beneath the soldiers, the cracking of ice following as the soldiers broke out of the bonds. Rimuru took a seat in the middle of the table, me following him and sitting beside him as Milim sat next to me with Yuna sitting next to Rimuru. We were all evenly positioned in equal authority. Veldora sat on a couch he had taken out from nowhere and simply eased back onto it and proceeded to read manga, his cares being so low that even fucks were beneath him. 

As we waited for Nazerick to show I slowly got bored of the dreary atmosphere and slowly, contrary to what I had said about no strain, converted our table and chairs to fully domineering masterpieces of power. Rimuru's chair was converted to a throne, as were all of the Demon Lords' that sat here. His was a Dark Navy blue with an obsidian colouration that looked completely like a dread-lord's throne. Milim's turned into a hot pink and black throne with Rose Gold and Platinum filigree, hers also had symbols of Dragons and various other mythical creatures. Yuna's was turned into a purple and black with illusory flames that crackled at the edges of its rather crisp edges. My own throne was similar but with a dark gold and pitch black, simple and basic but with small specks of starlight glimmering amidst the void-like exterior of the throne. This didn't strain me much, the damage being healed within a few seconds.

Following that I slowly changed the nature of the canopy-tent to a more opulent one. Like those that you would see from the Middle East back on my home world we were now in the middle of a tent that was covered on all sides by silk entryways. The silk itself was thin and see-through but with each layer I added the inside became harder to see. Milim watched the entire process, her eyes gleaming as she glanced at me every now and then and stared at me dreamily. Apparently she liked flashy things like changing materials at my whim... A note I would have to remember... Veldora gave zero fucks still and was cackling as he reached a funny place in the manga he was reading.

"HAHAHA! RIMIRU! This guy is such a wimp! He has all of this power and is being hit on by a princess and his school companions and he still can't get a woman!? HILARIOUS!"

Trying to conceal the smile that threatened to fully show on my face I heard Rimuru curse under his breath before shouting at Veldora and asking him to wait until the meeting was over. When Veldora didn't listen he threatened his Manga supply and he instantly shut up and continued reading, a small pout close to Milim's appearing on his carved face.

"Always with the manga... Man, what did I do...?"

|HAHAHA, I empathise with Veldora here!|

'He is very likeable, I agree.'

VWWWOOOOSSSHHHH

The sound of the wind vanishing from the other side of the field blithered into my ears as I quickly made sure that their side was equally as fancy. For Ainz's throne I just made it similar to his golden throne at Nazerick. It was a small flex of my knowledge as well but it wasn't important. Usage of my powers strained my mind a little with the quickness with which I was casting all of this, the magicules of different colours merging, combining and shaping underneath the concepts that I forced upon them.

Hundreds of foot falls followed the emergence of what I would presume to be Ainz and his Guardians, the sloppy sounds being far less than our own soldiers as no doubt they used undead forces. The funny thing was that many of the soldiers were not affected by the skeletons or zombies, their gazes simply glued forwards, uncaring. I took one final glance towards my fellow demon lords and leaders of Tempest, my posture straightening and fixing itself as flexed my shoulders and changed the appearance of my clothes to those of armour, specifically the elven chainmail that I had used months and months ago. 

'I am now a Queen in her domain...'

|Good luck|

The tent flaps on the other side was held apart by powerful looking arms, the figures of the guardians of Nazerick and Ainz Oal Gown himself slowly emerging into eyesight for most of the people inside of the tent...

'The game begins...'

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