Overlord (book 1)

Each of them had their own unique ability, and some were powerful enough to destroy the game

balance. Of course, not all of the legendary items had such game-breaking abilities.

Even so, if a player managed to get hold a legendary item, that player's reputation in Yggdrasil

would jump to the highest level.

Ainz Ooal Gown had eleven of these items, and it was also the guild with the most legendary

items in their possession. Compared to other guilds there was quite a gap, since the guild after

them only had three.

With the approval from his guild members, Momonga possessed one of these ultimate items.

The rest were scattered inside Nazarick, the majority of them lying asleep deep inside the

treasury under the protection of avatars.

There was only one explanation as to how Albedo had gotten hold of such secret treasure

without Momonga knowing. It had been given to her by the guild member who created her.

Ainz Ooal Gown was a guild that emphasized on majority vote. It was forbidden for one person

to move the treasures that everyone had gathered together as one pleased.

Along with a slight displeasure, Momonga thought about taking it back.

But today was the last day, and after taking into account how much Albedo was treasured by his

companion, he decided to ignore the issue.

"Stop there."

Having arrived at the stairs leading to the throne, Momonga solemnly ordered Sebastian and

the Pleiades to stop following him.

As soon as he started to climb a few steps, he noticed the footsteps still following behind him.

Momonga couldn't help but to smile bitterly— of course, the expression on his skull did not

change at all.

NPCs didn't understand any commands outside of their original programming. You had to use a

specific words in order for them to accept the command. Having forgotten about it, Momonga

realized that he haven't ordered NPCs around in a long time.

After his guild members left, Momonga hunted alone and gathered funds to maintain Nazarick.

He didn't build any friendships with other players, even going as far as to avoid them. He also

avoided the dangerous areas his guild members used to frequent.

Day after day, he was constantly earning money and putting it into the treasury until he logged

out. There was almost no contact with the NPCs.

"─── Standby."

The footsteps stopped.

After Momonga gave the correct command, he climbed the final steps in front of him to the

throne.

Momonga gazed unreservedly at Albedo who standing next to him. He rarely visited this room in

the past, so he never paid any special attention to her before.

"I wonder what kind of setting she has."

The only thing Momonga remembered about Albedo was her role as the Overseer of the Floor

Guardians and that she was the highest ranking NPC in the Great Underground Tomb of

Nazarick.

Struck by curiosity, Momonga operated his console and perused Albedo's detailed setting.

A dense array of text flooded his vision. Its length was equivalent of an epic poem. It seemed

like reading it all slowly would take him past the server shutdown.

With the feeling of having stepped on a landmine, Momonga's unmoving face started to tremble.

Deep in his heart he wanted to scold himself for forgetting that the member who designed

Albedo was an extremely meticulous person.

But since he already started reading, he decided to see it through to the end. Paying no

attention to the actual content, he skimmed the walls of text in a flash.

After skipping past all the lengthy texts, Momonga finally reached the last part of her setting. But after reading what was written down, his train of thought came to a sudden stop.

[She is also a nympho.]

He was at a loss for words.

"... Huh? What the hell is this?!"

Momonga could not help but to shout. Holding on to his doubts, he read it several times but it

was still the same sentence. Even after several moments of pondering the matter, he couldn't

think of any other interpretation.

"A nympho… Meaning she has excessive sexual desire?"

Each of the forty-one guild members had been in charge of the settings for at least one NPC.

Was it possible that one of them had decided on such a setting for their own character?

Momonga was bewildered. Perhaps he would be able to find a different meaning behind it after

carefully reading the entire text.

But among his guild members, there were indeed people who would come up with such a

distinctive and strange setting. One of those people was 'Tabula Smaragdina', the creator of

Albedo.

"Ah, he was crazy about character dissonance, wasn't he? But even so......"

—But even so, isn't this going overboard?

Every NPC made by a member was part of the guild's legacy. Momonga felt disheartened about

Albedo, who was ranked first among the NPCs, having such a setting.

"Hmm..."

Was is okay for him to modify a NPC that a guild member had created dearly? After giving it

some thought, Momonga came to a conclusion.

"Let's change it."

Now that he had the guild weapon in his possession, he was truly the guild master. It should be