Shalltear

"Oh my, it seemed I was the first to arrive."

Under the others' watchful gazes, figures slowly approached one after another. A pleasant young girl's voice reached their ears, and an incomparably beautiful girl in an ornate gown appeared before the three of them.

The stunning girl before them was not human. Though she looked very similar to one, a closer look revealed her deathly pale skin and blood-red eyes. Together with the sharp fangs occasionally visible in her mouth, they all proved that she was a vampire.

Shalltear Bloodfallen.

Her race was the Vampire Progenitor, the highest-ranking kind among vampires. She possessed immense offensive power and terrifying endurance, and was also Nazarick's strongest Floor Guardian on the surface.

She was the guardian of the First Floor through the Third Floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, serving as Nazarick's first line of defense against invasions by other Players.

Since her creator was Peroroncino, the man in the guild who called adult games humanity's greatest art, her personality could be described as extremely twisted.

She possessed all sorts of perverse interests, including but not limited to necrophilia, tentacles, sadism, and strange fetishes.

The reason Shalltear was infatuated with Momonga was precisely because he matched one of those preferences—necrophilia.

Now that Momonga wasn't the only one here, and Herohero and I were here too, what choice would she make? Naiyuan wondered expectantly.

Momonga suited her fondness for bones, while Herohero suited her fondness for tentacles. As for himself, he apparently did not have any particularly strange preferences that matched hers.

Would she rush toward Momonga like in the original story, choose Herohero, or choose me?

Naiyuan sat on the dragon throne with his arms crossed, ready to enjoy the show.

But things turned out differently from what he had expected.

Seeing the three of them, Shalltear did not behave strangely at all. She first looked at Momonga, then at Herohero and Naiyuan. After that, she politely bowed and moved aside, where she stood quietly.

"It seemed that because Herohero and I were here, she couldn't quite let herself go!"

Naiyuan quickly found the reason. Setting himself aside, Herohero's pitch-black figure alone gave off an intense sense of oppression. Shalltear had probably considered something, but ultimately gave up.

Still, a corpse and tentacles—two things that perfectly matched Shalltear's unusual fetishes—were right before her. She was probably hesitating over which one to choose.

Since she had not expressed any choice for the time being, Shalltear probably needed to think carefully about which Supreme Being she should choose.

It was a good thing that, as a Dragonoid, I didn't match her tastes. Otherwise, this would have been troublesome, Naiyuan thought with some relief.

Shalltear was beautiful; Naiyuan could not deny that. As an NPC created by Peroroncino, the embodiment of lust, she could be called the dream girl of countless people—well, as long as she did not activate Blood Frenzy.

But after finally traveling to the New World, Naiyuan had no intention of making a move on anyone from the Great Tomb. In his eyes, they were all his friends' children. If he fell in love with one of them, it would feel rather strange.

Besides, the New World had no shortage of beautiful women. After finally transmigrating here, if he did not go out, have some fun, find a couple of girls, and slay a couple of Demon Kings, he would be too embarrassed to call himself a transmigrator.

"Oh? Shorty, so you were here."

Standing nearby, Shalltear spoke to Aura beside her.

"I didn't expect that I wasn't the first one here. Sigh, I had wanted to leave a good impression on my beloved Supreme Beings."

"And why are you injured? What, were you punished by the Supreme Beings because you failed at your duties?"

Shalltear looked at Aura's somewhat dirty and torn clothes and mocked her.

Although their creators were brother and sister, their relationship was the exact opposite of what one might expect. On the surface, they did not get along well at all—in fact, it was terrible.

(It felt like there was an issue here. Just go read Chapter 105; I explained their relationship there.)

"Shut up, you Fake Milk!"

Aura curled her lip and shot back.

"You! Hmph, at least I'm better off than you, shorty."

Shalltear froze for a moment before quickly recovering. Aura's words had hit a sore spot.

"I'm a Dark Elf, and you're Undead. I still have room to grow, but you... tsk tsk, there's no saving you."

This time, Shalltear could no longer hold herself back. Her aura involuntarily burst forth.

"Shorty!"

"You Fake Milk!"

"Um, Sister Aura, Lady Shalltear, please stop fighting."

Shalltear and Aura faced each other and immediately began arguing fiercely. Mare tried to stop them from the side, but it had absolutely no effect.

"Was that an NPC created by Peroroncino?"

Herohero watched the two arguing girls and asked uncertainly.

"Yes. Only that guy could make Shalltear, a vampire, look so beautiful even in her original form."

Naiyuan explained to Herohero with some admiration.

After all, vampires in the game were very different from vampires in the traditional sense. The game's vampires were actually closer to a kind of fish than bats.

How should he put it? Their appearance could make someone fall out of love instantly and have nightmares at night.

"How nostalgic. Peroroncino and Bukubukuchagama used to argue like that too."

Momonga sighed to Naiyuan and Herohero.

Watching the two argue reminded Momonga of the days when his former companions were still around. He remembered that Peroroncino and Bukubukuchagama had also loved each other in just this way.

"Yes. Unfortunately, we might never see them again."

Herohero said this to the two of them.

As a Slime, Herohero had been very close to Bukubukuchagama, who was also a Slime. So when he spoke of never seeing her again, he felt somewhat saddened.

"Peroroncino... I could still remember how he recommended adult games to me back then, though Bukubukuchagama found out and beat him up in the end."

"The funniest part was that the heroine in the adult game Peroroncino recommended to me seemed to have been voiced by his own sister, Bukubukuchagama."

Naiyuan chatted with the two of them, amused.

"I remembered that too. Peroroncino seemed to have gotten lectured in real life as well. He didn't log in for several days afterward."

Momonga said with a mischievous smile in his voice.

As Peroroncino's friend, how could Momonga possibly pass up such a perfect chance to kick him while he was down?

Back then, he had mocked Peroroncino without mercy.

That was also why Peroroncino had specifically designed his NPC to target Momonga when creating her. There was a bit of personal grudge mixed into it.

"By the way, Momonga, why didn't you call Pandora over too?"

While chatting with Momonga, Naiyuan abruptly changed the subject and asked why he had not summoned the NPC he had created himself.

"Pandora? If I remembered correctly, he was the Level 100 guardian who protected the Mausoleum. Momonga, he was the one you created, right?"

Herohero thought for a moment before speaking to Momonga.

"Right. Herohero and I notified the NPCs we created, but yours wasn't notified."

Naiyuan raised another question. Of course, he knew why Momonga had not called him. With Pandora's personality, Momonga would probably have a mental breakdown if he came over. So, with an out-of-sight, out-of-mind attitude, Momonga had subconsciously ignored Pandora's existence. But Naiyuan tore away that blindfold and dragged the issue into the open.

"Cough, cough. Pandora had to guard the Mausoleum, so I didn't notify him for safety's sake."

"Oh, it seemed another Floor Guardian had arrived."

Momonga offered an explanation, then quickly diverted their attention. At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. Thankfully, someone had arrived. Otherwise, if they kept talking about it, things would get troublesome.