Attack on a nearby village

The last illusion spell was caster, and with that, the fairy closed the book he held. Now, bare from world item user and spellcaster with dispelling magic higher than the spell used to hide it, nobody could find the Great Tomb of Nazarick without permission. It was around that time that he smelled a familliar scent, a lovely flavor and a sound that made his ears perks up. Was someone being killed somewhere near ? Well, near is relative, it was more out of instinct than thanks to the senses of the drowned. He licked his lips, but turned his head away, lowering himself back to earth and on his way back to his level. There was no need for him to feel hungry for a petty squabble of lower beings.

"Monsieur Falthène."

A disembodied voice, carried by the magic [Message] and by the voice, it seems Sebas was put in direct communication with him, probably through Demiurge. Never a good sign, the butler wouldn't call him if something important wasn't happening.

"I hear you Sebas."

"Lord Momonga is requesting your support. By now, he should have teleported himself to a nearby village under an unknown attack. Albedo is on her way, but he also requested for your magic."

So his intuition wasn't wrong, but why did his lord decide to intervene ?.. No, maybe he saw something he has yet to, he had more urgent to think about here. "I'll be there."

Another book opened, the book of reality. Momonga said he couldn't use it on Nazarick, but never said he couldn't use it on himself.

[Falthène is now next to Lord Momonga.]

Reality shifted ever so slightly, and the fairy was now in a forest, where the smell **** could be picked up easily. He looked, here was his king, two human child behind him, well, one was soon to leave childhood at least, but to a fairy with such a long lifespan originaly, all humans were children. A corpse with no apparent sign of external wounds, will another, who was burned to a crisp, laid at the feet of the overlord. It seems the situation was under control already.

"I apologize, i'm late."

"Don't be, you have come in a timely manner."

Using a skill, Momonga summoned a **** knight, a low leveled undead that was usefull only as a decoy. Probably his lord was summoning him after having assessed the power of those two full and extrapoled the rest of the knight's level. So, they were that weak ? To be expected for surch lowly beings, it seems.

"I order you to kill every knight attacking that village."

A roar met the order, thoses summonings weren't that smart, but it will obey that order until it's last lifepoint. However, Momonga crossed his arms, he didn't need any decoy now that Falthène was here, that much was true, but maybe the lack of answer from the **** knight got him wondering. Falthène should also try if his own summonings were altered by this new world at a later time.

"Sorry for my delay, equipping myself took a bit more time that i thought."

The portal from wich Momonga came from finally closed once Albedo passed it, equipped with a black armor making her impossible to recognize, if it wasn't for her horns. A brief look, then a nod, before the stare of the fairy was directed elsewhere. Now that Albedo was here, no need to play bodyguards, she would do a much better work at that than him. No rather, he was concerned over the two girls, and the harsh smell coming from them. Thoses lowly being must have been scared to a point they couldn't control their bladder. Keeping a sight in his throat, the fairy approached the two, his pale and slightly glowing eyes fixed the both of them in alternance. Lord Momonga was busy briefing Albedo, a briefing he should also listen to, but he could do that while talking to two human.

"P-please don't hurt my sister !"

"I won't, it doesn't seem in the plans of my master. Nor does your ****. So here, drink this."

He hands them a vial, took from his inventory, something that otherwise probably would have never leaved it if we're being honest. Falthène had more reliable ways to heal himself, but you never know, right ?

"I-i will, please don't hurt her !"

"Enri !"

The cries of the younger one were... Annoying. The fairy disliked unnecessary noises, but he could put up with it around children, and the situation was at least bad enough for them to make the drowned give them a bit of leeway. As she drank, her wounds disappeared as if they never existed, only the state of her clothes telling the story of what happened before she drank it.

"Falthène, how dare you give a potion to thoses lowly beings, a potion belonging to Nazarick !-"

"Keep your mouth shut, Albedo. Can you not conceive that our lord want them alive ? I care not for why, he saved their lives by killing thoses knight, so their value has skyrocketted past a low grade potion."

"Exactly, Falthène. Your quick thinking is remarquable. Now, girls. Do you know what magic is ?"

"Y-yes, my herbologist friend visit us often... He can use magic."

"Good."

Stepping back, the fairy lets the skeleton put the two sisters in a protective shell, wondering if it really was that good at protection, a skilled enough spellcaster could break it. But then again, it's not like those knight seemed all that strong, the chances for them to have the kind of spellcaster able to do that is low. Still, their lord offer them with a trinket that could summon some goblins for their protection. What a kind gesture, is it because they were young, just like Aura and Mare ? Maybe their lord had a soft spot for the youth.

"Now that this is done. Falthène, Albedo, let's go."