Overlord: The Multiverse

Chapter 57: Travel plan

Albedo's eyes widened with fascination, and I could see the gears turning in her mind as she processed this information. "So, does that mean we're in a different world now?" she asked, her voice filled with wonder.

"No, it's not another world, it's just an empty void with infinite possibilities," I clarified, trying to sound confident despite the uncertainty swirling in my own mind. I mean, how do you even begin to explain a place like this?

"Now, all of you, I have something important to tell," I announced, drawing their attention. Time to drop the bombshell.

I cleared my throat, steeling myself for their reactions. "I will be leaving Nazarick for a while."

As the words left my mouth, I couldn't help but feel a rush of nerves. How would they react? Would they try to stop me?

"Are you going to leave us, My Lord, just like how other Supreme Being did."

Ah?

Albedo said as tear begun to form on her eyes. Aura and Mara already started to cry.

As Albedo's tears threatened to spill, I felt a pang of guilt tugging at my heartstrings. Oh no, here comes the waterworks. But wait, did she just compare me to the other Supreme Beings who abandoned Nazarick? Ouch.

"Whoa, whoa, hold on a second," I interjected, waving my hands in a futile attempt to calm the emotional storm brewing before me. "I'm not leaving forever, just for a little while. Think of it as a... vacation? Yeah, a vacation."

But my feeble attempt at reassurance seemed to fall on deaf ears as Albedo's sobbing only intensified. Great, now I've gone and upset the waifu squad.

Inwardly, I cursed my lack of diplomatic skills. How do I get myself out of this mess? Maybe if I promise to bring back souvenirs? No, that's not gonna cut it.

Meanwhile, Demiurge's expression had shifted from concern to deep contemplation. "Perhaps this is a test from the Supreme Beings," he mused aloud, his voice dripping with gravitas.

Test? What test? Oh right, the whole "prove yourself worthy" ordeal. Thanks a lot, guys. Just what I needed, another hoop to jump through.

But before I could protest, Shalltear stepped forward, her crimson eyes burning with determination. "Is it because we are not strong as you that we unable to protect you from every little danger?" she questioned, her voice carrying a hint of insecurity.

"I-is it because I am shy, My Lord. I-is that why you are leaving." As Mare's tears began to flow, my heart sank. Oh boy, here we go. The guilt trip train has left the station, and Mare's the conductor.

"No, Mare, it's not because you're shy," I said, scrambling to reassure him. "I mean, sure, you're a bit timid sometimes, but that's just part of your charm! You're like a delicate flower in a garden of...uh, less delicate flowers."

Smooth, real smooth. I mentally kicked myself for the awkward comparison, but Mare seemed to brighten at the compliment. And I took this opportunity and said to all guardians.

"And rest of you, you all seem to have misunderstood my words. It's not because Mare's shy or because any of you aren't strong enough. It's more like... uh, a spontaneous trip? Yeah, let's go with that."

As I looked around at their hopeful faces, I couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Here I am, trying to reassure a bunch of NPCs as if they were my own flesh and blood. The things I do for Nazarick.

"And one more thing, any one of you Guardians can follow me." There goes my plan for solo visiting the Multiverse.

As soon as the words left my mouth, the mood suddenly changed, a cacophony of voices erupted around me, each Guardian vying for the opportunity to accompany me on my journey.

"I shall be your faithful companion, My Lord," Albedo exclaimed, her eyes shining with devotion.

"I, too, wish to join you, my Lord," Shalltear added eagerly, her fangs gleaming in the dim light.

Before I could even respond, the rest of the Guardians began clamoring for their chance to accompany me, each offering their own reasons why they would be the perfect travel companion.

"My Lord, might I suggest a more... organized approach to selecting a companion?" he proposed, his tone as calm and composed as ever.

"As Lord Alexander is going on a journey, he would need an assistant," Demiurge began, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "And who better to fulfill that role than someone with both intellect and loyalty?"

He paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in before continuing. "I have served you faithfully for many years, my Lord, and I am well-versed in matters of strategy and logistics. With me by your side, you can rest assured that every detail of your journey will be meticulously planned and executed."

"If that's the case, I think I would be more fitting for this role," Sebas interjected, his voice calm but resolute. "As the loyal butler, created by Lord Touch Me to serve Lord Alexander, it is my duty."

Demiurge arched an eyebrow, a hint of sarcasm lacing his response. "Ah, Sebas, ever the humble servant," he remarked dryly. "But let's not forget that while you may excel in household chores and tea service, this journey may require a bit more... strategic finesse."

Sebas remained unruffled, his expression impassive as he countered, "Indeed, Lord Demiurge, your strategic prowess is unparalleled. However, might I remind you that loyalty and dedication are equally valuable qualities in a companion."

The tension in the room was palpable as the two exchanged pointed glances, each silently vying for my favor.

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