The Golden Experience Point [Part 1]

Chapter 97: "Don't Underestimate NPCs"

After clearing out the castle, Sieg and the zombies were left in charge. Some of them had already been living here, so they should know how to manage it. Not that Rare had any idea how much of their past lives they remembered. Unlike other zombies, while their brains were of course rotting, they at least hadn't been damaged, so she didn't think it would be a disaster, at least.

"Ah, wait, it might have nothing to do with their brains. Deas had been nearly all bones, but he still had memories left. With the way he looked, there was no way that his brain had been intact."

Deas had been tasked with making more undead out in the city. The fewer citizens there were resisting, the more materials he had to work with.

With the castle completely neutralized, next was to finish off the rest of the town. Going by the reports from the adamantite soldiers in the streets, most of the noble mansions had been taken out, and the larger buildings used for lodging such as inns were under their control.

Since Rare was pretty sure she wouldn't be able to navigate the castle's hallways without getting lost, she had found a waiting room in a corner of the audience chamber which had an overhanging balcony from which she could fly up into the open sky. Over her shoulder, she saw Deas jump down from the balcony himself, so he was probably planning to get out on foot. She would have preferred him not making holes in the garden, but, well, it wasn't a big deal.

Looking down on the capital city from the sky, things had become quiet. There was almost no fighting. It seemed the adamantite soldiers' reports were true; they had suppressed nearly everything. Since Rare and Sieg had finished off all those nobles, there shouldn't have been many strong knights left.

In other words, the one remaining fight should be where Wayne was.

She didn't know if it was lucky or not, but Wayne, Gil, and Mental Magic guy were together. There were also two knights with them.

"How strange... I thought almost all of the nobles were dead, so why are there still two knights left?"

"Hey, Wayne, look!"

"Shit, it's the catastrophe!"

They had spotted Rare. The sun had completely set and everything was wrapped in darkness, so they sure had impressive perception.

"So you're so strong you don't need to use your invisibility skill or something? You stick out like a sore thumb in the night sky being so white..."

—Oh, I see. Even with just a tiny bit of light, I'm completely visible.

"...I'm glad to see you're enjoying yourselves. Your revival was certainly quick. Incidentally, I believe almost all of the people in this city have been turned into undead, so I wonder if those two men there are your companions."

"Fuck! That must be why Lawson and the others suddenly died!"

"I'm not sure who that is, but most of the city's nobles are dead. Seeing that those two knights there are still living, we must have missed some. Maybe it's time to do another sweep for them..."

The knights simply stayed silent and glared at Rare up in the sky.

"... but given that you didn't react whatsoever, your owner doesn't seem to be in this city at all. Were you dispatched here from somewhere else, then? Does that happen often?"

Again, no answer. However, she did notice their bodies shift this time. Rare remembered something similar happening before. It was at the fall of La Colline, if she remembered correctly. During that battle, there were knights who were still alive even after the city had been thoroughly destroyed. Their master must have been somewhere else. It was a bit hard to imagine nobles buried alive under the rubble, holding their breath to avoid detection. She thought of it as an event that took place a while ago, but it actually happened only that morning. It hadn't even been a full day since then.