(I am updating tomorrows chapter earlier as I will be busy tomorrow.)
Hearing my return back at Nazarick, all the Guardians came to the Throne Room.
"It's good to have you back, My Lord," Demiurge said respectfully, kneeling before me.
"My return is only temporary, Demiurge," I explained. "I must return to the world where I currently reside. However, I bring good news. I've opened a permanent portal to that world."
The Guardians exchanged excited glances, intrigued by the idea of a permanent connection to another realm.
"This. Means. We. Can. Explore. New. Territories. And. Gather. Valuable. Resources," Cocytus exclaimed, his enthusiasm evident despite his usual staccato speech pattern.
"That's precisely why I returned to Nazarick," I affirmed, turning to Demiurge. "I have a task for you."
"The world I currently reside in possesses unique artifacts known as sacred gear. I want you to collect these sacred gear and, if possible, replicate them within Nazarick."
Though Demiurge was not a blacksmith or an artifact maker, his expertise in research made him well-suited for the task. With the assistance of Nazarick's skilled craftsmen, we should be able to recreate the sacred gear and even Longinus.
"And Demiurge," I continued, "Hunting and harming humans is strictly forbidden unless the possessor of the sacred gear has a negative karma value. Raynare and Albedo will provide you with more detailed information about the world's magic system and factions."
Demiurge nodded, understanding the importance of the task at hand. "It will be done, My Lord. You have my word."
"And don't get involved in anything that could potentially cause a war," I cautioned.
As the Guardians nodded in understanding, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. This new endeavor would open up a world of possibilities for Nazarick, and I was eager to see what discoveries lay ahead.
With Demiurge at the helm, I was confident that our mission would be carried out with precision and efficiency. And with the knowledge and resources of Nazarick at our disposal, there was no limit to what we could achieve.
As the meeting came to a close, I watched as the Guardians dispersed to carry out their respective tasks.
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Kalawarna
Kalawarna tried her best to sleep, covering her eyes with her pillows and lying on her bed under a light blanket, she tried her best not to think about anything and allow her body to finally rest.
Kalawarna could not, not think of anything, her head was filled with thoughts of the still-living (devil) Issey, the reports she had given to Lord Azazel, and the untimely death of Raynare. (Which she assumed.)
Kalawarna was a tall and buxom woman with brown eyes and long, navy blue hair that obscured her right eye.
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The numerous running thoughts causing her to toss and turn in an effort to have at least a few hours of blissful slumber.
Slumber was not coming any time soon.
Kalawarna's mind was filled with thoughts of the future, each sadder than the next.
Kalawarna had sent a message to Lord Azazel a couple of hours ago and hoped with all her might that his secretary was busy.
Or that tomorrow she had a day off, or that the day after tomorrow she was celebrating some holiday, or that she had just a month-long vacation.
Because if she wasn't, Lord Azazel would find out tomorrow morning, he might even have already found out, that Kalawarna hadn't been able to do his errand.
Sure Raynare was their leader, and was supposed to be the one punished the most, but she's dead, and Kalawarna was the second-in-command, so it was her head now on the chopping block.
And Kalawarna, for all her desire, and desperation, to see only good in Lord Azazel, she was well aware that as a Fallen Angel that had participated in the Great War, Azazel's hands were dripping with blood.
Never mind the fact that, as a leader of the very whimsical and prone to betrayal Fallen Angels, Azazel maintained his authority by strict discipline. Rewarding the excellent and punishing the inept.
The Fallen were, in one way or another, creatures of sin. The essence of the Fallen Angels was that of creatures that had placed their desires over their Creator's will, going against their parent and, quite literally, highest moral authority.
Keeping in check those who had already once betrayed their leader, who had betrayed God, was only possible by combining rewards in equal measure with punishments.
The leaders needed to demonstrate their authority even when it was not necessary, just so that the followers would not forget why exactly they followed one leader or another.
Some of the Fallen were, of course, capable of following certain rules, of respecting authority, some of the fallen, like herself, were 'natural-born' Fallen Angels, not unlike humans or modern Devils in their thinking.
Their numbers however were minuscule compared to those who periodically needed to be reminded of exactly who guided them into the future.
Lord Azazel certainly wouldn't be a leader on the support of only such a small group of Fallen. In fact, more and more voices were beginning to be heard from different camps lately, that Azazel had become weak, losing his grip, becoming too immersed in his hobbies... In other words, Azazel would not be able to simply turn a blind eye to a failed mission.
'If I atleast know who killed Raynare, I wouldn't be in this shit situation.' At that depressing thought, Kalawarna lay in her bed, unmoving, for a few more seconds before she opened her eyes, resigned to the fact that she would not fall asleep now.
Slowly, staggering like a zombie, stuck on the border between sleep and waking up and already tired from her musings, Kalawarna stood up from the bed.
With a stagger and almost sleeping, she found her pair of slippers with her feet and then made her way out of her room, practically falling out into the hallway.
"That stupid bitch Raynare, even after her death she is giving me a workload."
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