"Although, it is with a heavy heart that I confess that I was hoping you intended to make use of my abilities, My Good Sir."
"You are already doing it. So you don't need to worry about not being useful for Nazarick. And one thing I forgot to inform you: I will activate the dungeon today. Arrange so golems to collect the resources from it."
"Consider it done. My Lord, before you continue your journey, there's sothing I need to ask you."
It was strange for Pandora's Actor to be serious about sothing. In fact, Arthur doesn't even know that Pandora's Actor can make a serious voice. But as the leader of Nazarick, he needs to hear what Pandora's Actor has to say.
"What is it?" Arthur asked.
"I read from the report about Lord Momonga.... Suprem Beings is dea.... gone. I just want to know if that's true." Hearing Pandora's Actor question Arthur was silent for a mont.
He knew that he had indeed altered all the NPC's counsels to make them loyal to him, but now that he had heard directly from their mouths to confirm their creator's death, sothing inside his nonexistent heart started beating with guilt.
"Yes, Pandora's Actor, What you heard is indeed correct. They did what they needed to."
"My Lord, is it possible to bring them back using one of the world-class items?" Pandora's Actor's words caused all the Floor Guardians' attention to turn towards Arthur, hoping to hear the word of approval from the All-Creator himself.
But they all beco disappointed after hearing Arthur's reply.
"No, Pandora's Actor, it's not possible. If there was even a speck of a chance of bringing them back, I would have done it in a heartbeat. Even the cost of a fifty-world-class item is cheap compared to their lives. But that is not possible as they are already.... gone. And we can do nothing about it."
"Is that so?" Pandora's Actor replied. The rest of the Guardians were also not very happy about it, except Albedo, who had a bright glow on her face after hearing that the Supre Beings couldn't be resurrected.
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"Then, there's sothing which has to be done before entering the Mausoleum. All right everybody, leave the Ring of Chaos which I gave you with Pandora's Actor."
Aurora explained the reason for that to a confused Guardian.
"This is the final trap emplaced here; the Avataras within are programd to attack anyone with a Ring, even if that person is you or ."
"I see... intruders would use the Ring to get here. Thus, they would trigger that final trap."
"Evil, don't you think?"
"Of, of course not!"
Albedo reluctantly plucked the Ring from her left ring finger, folding it into a silk handkerchief before handing it to Pandora's Actor. As they saw this, the Guardians removed their ring as well and placed it into a box that he had produced from thin air.
"Ah!" Arthur exclaid. He seed to have thought of sothing. He placed the ring with the box which contained all the other rings that he had not yet decided to gift to people.
This was because he would still be considered to have the ring on even if it were in his pocket dinsion, which would result in the Avataras attacking him if he entered the Mausoleum.
"Albedo-sama... could you please let go?"
As he heard that vaguely annoyed voice, Arthur turned to see Albedo and Pandora's Actor playing tug-of-war with the silk handkerchief.
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"We should be so ti. I will notify you with a {ssage} and you can return to us then. After all, we cannot leave this place without a Ring."
"Understood."
Arthur and the rest entered the Mausoleum, under the eyes of Pandora's Actor.
This dimly lit place was deathly silent, and it seed like a suitable place for the spirits of the departed to rest. Arthur felt sowhat guilty about breaking the silence here, but nevertheless, he opened his mouth and asked the person travelling beside him:
"You girls are awfully quiet today, did sothing happen." At that mont won present turned their attention towards Shalltear.
"Nothing happened, My Lord. It's just a mosquito broke her part of the deal." Tatsumaki replied.
"But you don't have to worry, it's sothing we need to figure out ourselves."
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They arrived at two neatly flanking rows of niches, each filled with a statue dressed in battle gear.
This place resembled the Legeton, down to its magic arrays and the mood in the air. However, while the Demons of the Legeton were not ard, all the statues here sported incredibly powerful gear, and their potency rivalled Arthur's current battle equipnt.
"An-Ancient-sama, are these statues made in imitation of the Supre Beings..."
"So you noticed. That's right - the Avataras are statues made in the image of my forr comrades. Still... while you can tell they're very strong, they look ugly, don't they? I don't think I managed to capture even ten per cent of their coolness..."
"As one who was created by the Supre Beings, there is no way I could not notice."
"Is that so?"
Arthur halted in his tracks and quietly looked over the statues as that thought ran through his head.
They had no idea what to make of Arthur's silence, and a look of unease spread over their face. But Tatsumaki's question made them forget their uneasiness.
"My Lord, Is this place like a graveyard storing the supre being's remains?" Even Arthur had to delay his steps because of Tatsumaki's question.
"What are you looking at? I just asked a perfectly normal question." Tatsumaki replied to Guardian's stare.
"That... is not exactly correct." Arthur replied.
No, perhaps that was the right answer.
"You see, this place protects Nazarick's biggest treasure. No world item can even compare to what I am about to show you guys. Even Aurora didn't know this side of Chaos." Arthur said as he ca right in front of a giant two-sided door.
"Welco, Guardians, to the Dungeon of Nazarick."
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