After we were finally done with deviding the works.
Ulbert nodded. "I'll take the Inquisitor and research division. Science, experiments, interrogation protocols—my wheelhouse. And demiurge will be my assistant. Guy's a genius at that stuff."
I leaned back in my chair. "I'll handle the intelligence gathering and military affairs. Spies, scouting, troop movements, defense planning—the whole covert-and-combat side. And if ulbert needs an extra pair of hands in the lab, I'll jump in. My character build gives me enough arcane theory and knowledge to help with some of the crazier experiments."
Momonga raised the Staff of Ainz Ooal Gown, its dark aura flaring briefly. A holographic NPC management window appeared before henry and ulbert.
With precise mental commands, he updated the profiles. "For Ulbert Alain Odle, Primary : Supreme Overseer of Strategic Offense & Magical. Leads proactive strikes, new spell/item development, and high-level magical countermeasures." The entry locked in with a soft chime.
"For Henry, Primary : Supreme Commander of Nazarick's Military & External Defense. Oversees scouting, fortifications, threat assessment, and field command of combat units." Another chime. The changes propagated instantly through Nazarick's hierarchy.
Momonga lowered the staff. "Done. Clear roles, no overlap. The Floor Guardians will see it immediately." He looked between the two of us, the tension in his skeletal frame finally easing a fraction. "…Thank you. Both of you." His voice was quieter now, almost grateful. "I won't let Nazarick down."
Ulbert grinned and slapped the table. "That's our leader!"
I just smiled, the warmth of old friendship settling comfortably in my chest. "We've got your back, momonga. Always have."
The three of us sat there for a moment longer, the weight of the decision made, the future of Nazarick quietly settling into place between us—three old friends, one new world, and a job none of us had ever asked for… but would carry together anyway.
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Also, after finished resolving Momonga's sleep issue, allowing him to rest even as an Undead. And for his eating problem, henry slightly altered his body structure so that when he eats, a purple magic forms in his mouth area, creating a tongue and a stomach area to process the food and convert it into magical energy.
Once that was done, we instructed sebas to go fetch some food. We ordered whatever we wanted to eat, and sebas brought it back along with some dessert.
But henry only stayed with momonga and ulbert in the meeting room for a short while, after done eating. Since he been assigned to handle military matters that awaited him, and securing the Great Tomb of Nazarick's defenses took priority over everything else right now.
After finishing the last bite of his meal, henry stood up, "Alright, I'll head out first," he said, glancing between the two, "Military and defense, won't handle itself."
Momonga tilted his head slightly. "You're leaving already?"
"Yeah. Gotta make sure everything's work properly before anything unexpected shows up." Henry gave a small, easy shrug. "You two can stay here and plan. Or go out. Whatever you want."
He actived his skill [TRIAD OF ETERNAL SIGHT] and produced a faintly glowing blue panel that hovered in mid-air between them. With a casual flick of his fingers, the interface expanded into a detailed strategic map—the very one he'd been working on since this early morning.
"This is for you," Henry continued. "Full map of the area around Nazarick, i made this morning. Terrain, villages, monster zones, estimated patrol routes of nearby countries' scouts… everything that I could scrape together so far. You can zoom, mark locations, add notes."
Ulbert's red eyes narrowed with interest as he studied the floating display. "Impressive! And there's a detail already."
Henry smirked faintly. "I had a few hours and nothing better to do." Next, he pulled out two, unassuming ring from his inventory and set it on the table with a soft clink.
"And this," he said, tapping the ring once, "is one of the Doppelganger Rings. If either of you decides to step outside of Nazarick, wears it. Pick a form, fake name—any name—and stick to it. We don't know what this world has to offer, spells, nasty mind-control or true-name spells floating around. Better be safe than getting your mind-broken."
Momonga's skeletal fingers hovered over the ring thoughtfully. "A prudent precaution."
"Exactly." Henry nodded. "Also, no need to be paranoid and order a full lockdown either. Level 3 alert is already more than enough while you're both go out. Honestly…" He let out a short, dry laugh. "Even if Five World Enemy-class bosses showed up at the front gate at the same time, I could handle them solo. So don't get too paranoid, okay?"
Ulbert crossed his arms, flames flickering along his shoulders. "You sound awfully confident."
"I've had time to test a few things," Henry replied with a small, knowing smile. "Trust me on this one."
Momonga's red eyes flickered. "Still… don't force your self to much."
"I will." Henry gave a casual two-finger salute. "Once I finish sorting the military side, maybe I'll join you guys again. It shouldn't take more than a couple of hours." Henry flashed a grin. "Okay then, see you later."
With that, he stepped through the doorway and disappeared down the corridor, leaving the blue map glowing softly in the center of the table and the Doppelgänger Ring waiting quietly for its wearer.
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After that, Henry headed to his office. It only took a few minutes to get there. The moment he opened the door, his eyes fell on the desk already buried under thick stacks of documents—all waiting for his signature.
Without wasting a second, he sat down and dove straight into work. He carefully went through the files one by one, sorting out which ones needed his immediate attention, defense matters, troop deployments, stocks supplies of weapons and armor, along with various other critical issues.
The process took several hours because of the sheer volume of files, each containing highly detailed information. Fortunately, his character possessed the 'Knowing All' ability. Without it, completing this mountain of paperwork in just a few hours would have been nearly impossible.
After finishing all the documents, Henry called out to the servant waiting outside his office door. "Take these and deliver them to the Floor Guardians right away." The servant quickly entered, bowed, gathered the stacks of papers from the desk, and left to carry out the order without delay.
Just as Henry was about to put his pen down, a gentle knock sounded at the door. The maid said it was Sebas, so i gave permission for him to enter.
The door opened, and Sebas stepped inside, his posture as impeccable as ever, yet both arms were carrying an armful of documents
Henry could only let out a long, weary sigh before looking up at him. "Sebas… why are you the one handling all these documents? Where's Albedo? And why aren't you with Momonga?" of course i know where momonga, ulbert and Albedo is, if Sebas is here.
Sebas remained perfectly composed, not the least bit flustered by the barrage of questions. "Lord Momonga and Lord Ulbert have left to inspect the condition of a certain village. Lady Albedo is accompanying them as their escort. Before departing, Lord Ulbert instructed that all the documents be delivered to you first, Lord Henry, since they will be away for some time. He also added—'that old man will take care of everything.' before he left."
Henry exhaled dramatically once more, slumping back in his chair with exaggerated exhaustion. "Sigh… Why are all my sons so rebellious? They won't even let this old man retire."
Ever since the NPC crowned Henry as 'The Father of the 41 Supreme Beings', the trio now has this running dad-joke. Henry would casually drops "Hey son" and they fire back "Yes, Father" or "What's up, Old Man?"
And everyone pretends it's totally normal while trying not to crack up. He could only give a small smile—then waved a hand toward the desk. "Very well. Just place them there, Sebas."
Sebas bowed deeply with his usual impeccable grace, then stepped forward and carefully placed the thick stack of documents onto the desk. He arranged them neatly before stepping back a respectful distance, positioning himself quietly in the corner of the room.
With the other Supreme Beings currently away, Sebas remained dutifully on standby—ready to serve and attend to Henry, the only one present among the supreme being at the moment.
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Henry took the new pile of documents and started looking through them. Right away, he noticed the problem—too many pages were filled with tiny, unimportant details that didn't really matter.
He quickly figured out who made these, and can only sighed again (probably the hundredth time today) murmur to himself, "Of course… only you would hide the important stuff under so many layer of nonsense."
He looked through the rest fast, signed only the parts that really needed his signature, and set the rest aside without a second glance.
Once finished, he looked up at Sebas, who still stood patiently in the corner, waiting for an order. "Sebas," Henry said in a calm voice, "go and summon Demiurge to my office, right now."
Sebas bowed deeply. "At once, Lord Henry." He turned smoothly and left the room without another word, the door closing softly behind him as he set off to carry out the order.