The Golden Experience Point [Part 1]

Chapter 96: "The Death of the Kingdom's Prime Minister, Douglas O'Connell"

<Your Majesty, we are loath to ask, but...>

<Could you allow us to take over from here?>

The two undead seemed to have calmed down. They asked to "take over," but what exactly did they want to take over? Was there something else to do besides kill them?

"Uh, that's fine, but... What are you going to do?"

<There is something we need to hear from these rats...>

"Huh? Even though you can't talk?"

Rare wasn't exactly opposed to translating. If the two of them wanted information, then she was also interested in hearing it.

"Aah, nnh! Aaaah. Now they can hear me as well," Sieg suddenly said out loud.

For an instant, Rare thought it was friend chat, but she clearly heard it. His latest reincarnation had given him the ability to speak again.

"Ooohn? Nn! Iiii, see. We are now able to talk. This will make things go more quickly."

It really did seem that reincarning did the trick. After confirming it for himself, Deas quickly stepped forward and grabbed the only person standing, the prime minister, by the collar with one hand and lifted him up into the air. With the other hand, he twisted off the man's arm. The [Vein of the Spirit Lord] fell to the floor, shattering on impact.

"Guhgh!!!"

She remembered this sensation. There was no way she could forget. Apparently, this powerful debuff was a special effect of the item being destroyed. However, unlike when it happened last time, it wasn't so strong that she couldn't stand. She was also not on the receiving end of any damage this time, and the magnitude of the effect seemed slightly weaker than before.

"If you... ever see that item he was holding... again, it's imperative... that it does not break..."

"Your Majesty! You bastards!!!"

Deas looked like he wanted to kill the prime minister right away, but Rare had a feeling this wasn't the man's fault. But she didn't feel that it was quite appropriate to admonish Deas either. If this were a field debuff, all she would have to do is exit the area of effect, but she didn't know what to do when it was a single-target effect. There should still be an effective area; if she got as far away as she possibly could, it should probably wear off.

"Oh... it's gone now. Phew. It must only last for a short time. Interesting; I'm glad we were able to discover that here. The fact that you could so frivolously activate it means that, as I suspected, you have a way to mass produce them. Deas, I wonder if His Excellency has any more of those items."

If they were one-use items, then he should have more in reserve. Rare's LP wouldn't automatically come back after having her max LP reduced. Since she had lost more than [Treatment] could effectively cure, she would use [Healing Magic] here instead.

"An excellent question!" Deas shouted while starting to search the prime minister's body.

She was treated to a scene of a silver-haired dandy groping the chest of a plump elderly gentleman.

"This is borderline... I wonder if... there's any demand for this? I can't say for sure..."

"So you have no more!"

Apparently, the prime minister didn't have any other items on his person. Since Deas had ripped off his arm, the man's face was turning quite pale, and a cold sweat was beading on his forehead.

"So it's not a craftable item...? Well, if he doesn't have any more, then that's that. Anyway, Deas, His Excellency no longer seems capable of conversation. You should let him go already. Didn't you have questions? Why don't you go ask those gentlemen on the ground back there? I would think their tongues will be looser than the prime minister's."