Overlord: Blue Citadel Alternate

Jack was about to gain trny to the main chamber of the Brigand's hideout, he could sense a makeshift barricade waiting for him and any other trespasser. They were prepared for an assault, but not a dragon. The moment he reared his head from behind the cloth tarp, which covered the entrance, iron bolts came flying towards his wedge shaped face.

These bolts sparked off his hide, closing his eyes as to not be harmed, he stepped into full view of the humans who in their own right were sickly monsters compared to him.

"Keep firing men!" A man with a pointed goatee shouted and pointed at him.

Based on their swift movements, he could tell they weren't wearing heavy armor. They were light, and quick moving by standards of an average villager. Even stronger perhaps.

However this only meant they were above level ten, but they were well below that of an elite soldier over level twenty five. Taking in a long inhalation, the entire room was mapped in the scents of those present.

In the backroom, the prisoners were there.

The crossbow bolts and arrows that continued to pelt him, were little more than itches, he hardly felt them. No damage was being incurred by their puny existence.

They were hardly memorable.

That's when he barreled forward, directly at a man who was charging him with a claymore in hand. He bit down on the man's blade, shattering its brittle iron and brought a talon filled hand into his c.h.e.s.t. Tearing through the human as if it were paper.

Blood splattered everywhere, dressing the dirt and the barricade, and the people in cover with dark crimson fluids.

"Kill it! Kill it! Kill it! We can take'm boys!" The men were scattering in all directions, trying to keep their space whilst doing as much damage as they could from a distance, which was none at all.

Brain remained behind the tarp, listening and watching from the shadows, the men he had been living with hardly noticed him crouched there. Hiding from sight and staying out of mind.

The man trying to feed the battle found his head cleaved clean off his shoulders and directly into another person's abdomen with so much force, it was almost an instant death for them as well.

"What the hell is this thing!?" Shrieked one of the men, "I can't even tear it's hide! Isn't it supposed to be a young'un!?"

Jack didn't hesitate to shove a clawed finger through the man's face, before crushing his head under his foot as he continued to leap towards anything or anyone who made noise that he could identify as a hostile.

"This thing is mocking us! Killing us with its eyes closed!"

The Dragon howled aloud, causing the cave to shake and multiple members of the Death Spreading Brigade to drop their weapons and cower on the ground. Another psychological attack, which allowed him to stomp out those who didn't fight back.

Soon enough the room was filled with dead bodies, less than ten of the men were remaining, standing over the corpses of their brethren in arms. "How in the world... Did this happen to us..." The man uttered under his breath, staring at the Dragon which was in the center of the room.

From what they had witnessed, this beast was capable of killing all of them within seconds. Its speed, its durability, it could even use magic that controlled time itself.

There was no escaping the Dragon, if it was even a Dragon in the first place! This thing was a monster, a plain as day monster!

"Do you think it can split in two?" One of the bandits looked to the other nine men that were there on the same side of the room as him.

"We've already tried this... There were twenty of us about six minutes ago... Then he tore them apart..." One of the men that were panting spoke, pointing towards the bisected individuals that appeared to have been heading towards the front and back exits.

"How in the hell are we supposed to kill this thing...?"

"...If we all rush it, we might just have a chance..."

"We were all fighting it when this thing first came in the room, what are ten of us going to do against that thing?" The man growled out loud in annoyance as he eyed the dragon which was now crushing a head in its mouth

Following a loud Crack sound, brain matter and skull fragments decorated to the ground at Jack's feet, as he was glaring towards the ten humans.

"You're having too much fun..." Brain Unglaus came walking into the room with his hand resting on his hilt idly.

"Brain!" the men shouted as if they had found salvation, hope of survival. However as they processed what he said, they scowled. "Help us out here, man!"

"How the hell does it look like we're having fun?" One of them narrowed their eyes on Brain who casually began to enter the room. Their face slowly turning blue as the Dragon itself initially ignored his presence, as if they were working together.

"You've got to be kidding me..." A bandit w.h.i.n.ed at the realization.

Letting out a sigh, the Dragon would shift out of phase for a moment, raising many people's brows in confusion as it transformed into a human being. Regaining his opaque appearance, Jack was back into his normal human form with dark toned skin, amethyst eyes and white hair.

In his hand was the sleek black staff, his Guild Weapon, and on his body was his World Champion armored robes. "Oi... Your brains are overly chalky," Jack grazed his tongue on his incisors.

Brain just stared at the once dragon, now human. "That... Wasn't expected."

"It usually isn't," Jack shrugged as he looked towards the blue haired individual, looking over his physique. "Kill them," he didn't hesitate to gesture his hand towards the remaining bandits. "And I'll help you become stronger than Gazef."

"Wait... Brain, let's talk this out!"

"He's stronger than I am," Brain outwardly blurted out as his eyes rested on these criminals before him. His relationship to them was ambiguous, the Brigade were mercenaries during wartime and during times a peace they were brigands who did just about anything for money, s.e.x and self-interest.

"...No way..." The men tensed up as they readied their weapons.

Jack gave the ten men one last glance before turning away from them, allowing Brain to handle them as he went strolling towards the back room.

Entering what looked like a storage room, he rested his eyes on a group of prisoners huddled in a corner. A handful of them from Carne Village suddenly brought out into smiles and tears.

"Jack-sama!" They shouted as they all tried to get to their feet.

Snapping his fingers, using a silent spell, their binds fell off as if cut by a sharp blade. "I will open a portal back to Carne Village..." His eyes wondered on over towards a group of children who were there, huddled together without a.d.u.l.ts tending to them.

"They're orphans from a convoy that was attacked."

"The village will take them in, or I will." Jack uttered under his breath, before holding a hand out towards the side, he summoned what appeared to be a swirling mass of magical energy with a single spell.

『Gate』

As that gate appeared they all stared in awe. They had never seen him use this kind of magic before. There was no reason to have used to in front of anyone until now, in order to move a large group of people all at once.

"What about you, Jack-sama?" The villager asked as he looked to the white haired man as he was getting the children to their feet.

"There's still a few more left here to put down... So to speak," Jack simpered at the fact that there was a bunch of dead bandits in a cave. He could only wonder what would happen if he left them here uncovered, unburied. Just how many of them would raise up from the dead?

What if he raised them from the dead?

Having seventy low-ranked undead could become useful for the Overlords of his base. Perhaps he'll have his people come by and collect the bodies in order to experiment with them. Just how much did it take to level up a zombie, if they could even level up.

His eyes moved towards the blood which was seeping out from under the makeshift tarp covered doorway. Doodle and Teetle could start forming an army of Death Knights, the idea was rather appealing considering the use and practicality of the monsters themselves.

He then shifted his attention back to the villagers who were leading the other prisoners throgh the portal to safety. When the last one went through the portal, it zipped closed without a trace.

Letting out a sigh, he was rather relieved he didn't let his promise break. Though he was rather disappointed that the chief was dead. His eyes trailed towards the entrance of the cave as he stepped into the main chamber.

Surrounded by a circle of bodies, Brain stood there, looking over his work before turning his head in order to look over his shoulder towards Jack. He wasn't smiling, he wasn't happy.

However he wasn't angry either. These people weren't friends, they weren't necessarily acquaintances, they were just people who lived on the fringe like himself.

"Well done," Jack nodded his head as he walked around the room, inspecting the dead before looking back towards the blue haired male. "And before our deal is concrete, I'd like to know if you had anything to do with the villager situation..."

Brain shook his head slightly, "Nothing to do with it. Likely an in the moment venture for these freaks..." He uttered as he looked over a particular corpse belonging to a man named Zach, before shaking his head again.

"Good, you know where Carne Village is?"

Nodding, Brain raised a brow.

"When you arrive, I'll start your training."

"Wait, what do you mean when I..." He watched as Jack suddenly vanished into thin air, using the 『Teleportation』 spell.