The Golden Experience Point [Part 1]

Chapter 95: "Immortal Ruler"

"...Yes, 'catastrophe' is simply a term we use. You are the monster who was born ten days ago in the Great Liebe Forest, correct?"

"Your Excellency! This isn't the time for—!"

"If this thing isn't the catastrophe, then we may have to face an even worse threat! Just stay silent!"

Going by the way he was addressed, this intrepid old man was apparently the prime minister. However, given all the other useless nobles present, Rare had a full grasp on his position and why he had to deliberately ask such a question.

"In deference to our kind nobleman here, I shall answer you. Ten days ago or so, was it? I suppose you could say my birth took place then."

To be precise, that was when Rare reincarnated into a demon lord, but she wasn't going to tell them how she was a high elf who had been corrupted by monsters.

"...Earlier, you should have been vanquished by those brave sellswords."

While Rare didn't break the cryptic smile that she had adopted since the start, she had to shift her pose to cover up the kneejerk twitch her body produced. Especially her wings. Since they were appendages she didn't have in real life, it was much harder to keep them under control.

"...Indeed."

"How did you revive?"

"Why would I tell you?"

The prime minister seemed to have more to say, but the other nobles start raising a ruckus.

"Your Excellency, surely this creature isn't the servant of an even greater power...?"

"It can't be! A hand of the archangel...?!"

"But it doesn't match the angels from our literature...!"

Even though she wasn't even doing anything, information just kept on pouring out. Perhaps it would be smarter for Rare to just stay quiet whenever she was at the negotiating table. This was what happened to her before when she spoke to Wayne as well. The more she talked, the more she leaked. When she imagined Wayne seeing her this way back then, she could feel herself filling up with an emotion very different from the frustration she had been feeling.

Putting that aside, first she had to mull over these new "angel" and "archangel" words.

Rare hadn't read too carefully since she was trying to avoid inflicting mental anguish on herself, but when she went to check the forums earlier she found a thread titled "WORLD FIRST! CATASTROPHE DOWN!!!" In other words, to the players who had fought her before, the fact that Rare was a catastrophe had already been disseminated as common knowledge. Even though it had only been ten days since Rare, or really "the demon lord," had been born, considering that there was already widespread use of the term "catastrophe" among both the NPCs and the players, it seemed clear that Rare was not the first. At least one other existed.

This "archangel" was probably it. However, if it were only the archangel, then people could just call it "the archangel" and that would be that. Even if they wanted a different word to use that was further removed from "angel," there was no need to deliberately go so far to "catastrophe." Which meant that, not counting Rare, multiple catastrophes existed.

"You've done your research."

However, she didn't need to try to forcefully obtain more information about them right here. She could just check the forums more thoroughly later. There were sure to be other players who had information about catastrophes, and there were probably lore megathreads where research-obsessed players would gather to share that information.

In any case, as thanks for the information, Rare would play along with them for a bit before bringing things to a close.

"Indeed. I am the archangel. Bow before me."