Chapter 108: The Undrinkable Old Blood

No one can resist the temptation of power!

Honest thought with ill intent, describing the Demon's Extract in the bottle as if it could instantly kill other Teigu.

Broly's curiosity was greatly aroused by what was said, and he directly opened the jar to smell it; yes, it was the smell of frozen blood, the fishy odor not too strong.

Broly picked up the jar, took a sip of the cold black-red liquid and tasted it slightly; it wasn't very tasty, just the taste of blood, still old blood stored for a millennium.

He stuck out his tongue, somewhat disliking it, and put the silver jar back in his hand, while Honest watched him excitedly from the side.

But after waiting a long time, the invader who drank the Demon's Extract, besides sticking out his tongue under the scarf, had nothing else happen; it seemed the legend that Demon's Extract would make users go mad and explode was false.

"Are you alright, sir?"

Honest asked.

"I'm not alright; this tastes terrible."

Broly felt this stuff could rival the body fluid of a Vampa Spider.

"Good medicine tastes bitter; to gain greater power, one must always endure the discomfort it brings."

Honest felt it might be that the dosage wasn't enough, which was why the invader hadn't gone mad or exploded, but he wanted the invader before him to drink a few more sips of Demon's Extract.

However, Broly had only come to purchase Teigu, and didn't expect Teigu to bring him any power, so he directly put the lid on the silver jar containing Demon's Extract.

And once the lid was on, the resentment of the Super Danger Beast inside showed some unwillingness again; Broly was disgusted by this thing, his mood was already not good, and now hearing the noise, he directly roared at the silver jar: "Shut up, or I'll smash you!"

In the confrontation on the consciousness layer, the resentment of the Super Danger Beast inside the Demon's Extract was directly washed away by the Saiyan's malice, and the silver jar was roared silent.

"This jar of Demon's Extract, should Lord Yamparu take it along too?"

The Armory was soon emptied; Honest felt some heartache looking at the useless Teigu left behind, and couldn't help but pursue asking.

"I already have enough Teigu."

Broly didn't really want to bring the terrible old blood, but Honest was so enthusiastic that he found it hard to refuse.

In the end, Broly could only pack this thing too; walking to the Armory's front door, Broly suddenly felt something was off, and asked the middle-aged fat man beside him: "You say, I bought so many things from the Empire, how much should I pay the Empire?"

"Ah, this, you still intend to pay?"

Honest asked in great surprise.

"What do you mean, not pay, am I a robber?"

Broly said righteously.

"I am neither a robber nor a thief."

"Uh, then how much does Lord Yamparu intend to pay?"

Honest's expression was very solemn; he had to invent names when embezzling the people's fat and grease, but this person before him could, in broad daylight, after doing the thing of robbing the Imperial Palace, still put on a righteous appearance claiming he neither stole nor robbed; he was truly the most shameless scoundrel he had ever seen in his life, but now he could only cooperate with the other's performance and pretend not to see.

"I prepared a budget of one bag of banknotes, don't know if it's enough."

Broly took out his bag of money, stuffed full inside.

But at most it was only two million, not even as much as the reward fee for Leone.

Honest: "……"

Did he dare say it wasn't enough? "Enough, truly too enough; Teigu put plainly are just some rotten copper and broken iron left for a long time, not worth any money at all."

"Eh?!" Hearing this, Broly's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Then give me change."

Although haggling was useless for the Crystal Palace, but if he went to some hard-to-earn-money worlds in the future, wouldn't this skill be useful? So, Broly decided to practice first.

"Then how much should I ask Lord Yamparu for?"

Honest asked carefully.

"You decide this yourself; however, the more change the better, naturally!"

Broly wasn't very good at haggling, so he could only say it like this.

Honest: "……"

He first looked at the short masked person before him, then looked at the money bag the other had stuffed into his hand; this Prime Minister realized—this wasn't asking him for change, it was feeling that having Teigu wasn't enough! Somewhat heartache, but his life was more important.

Honest immediately took the other back to his room in the Imperial Palace, and opened the small gold vault in the secret door inside the room.

"Lord Yamparu, this is the change I found for you."

When Broly came, he brought a sack and two million.

When leaving, he pushed a small handcart.

On the cart were piled gold, silver, jewelry, and Teigu; Broly waved and said goodbye to the people behind him.

Behind, Honest and the Rakshasa Four Ghosts who had recovered their breath showed somewhat forced smiles on their faces, likewise waving goodbye to the mysterious strong person who had intruded into the Imperial Palace, robbed as if in an empty land, and could still walk out of the Imperial Palace openly.

"Minister, should we track them?"

Zhu Tian asked in a low voice.

"Of course we track them; not to mention those Teigu, just the treasures taken from my small gold vault are worth seven hundred million!"

Prime Minister Honest gritted his teeth.

"Yes, then I'll secretly……"

Zhu Tian's words weren't finished yet; Broly on the other side had already hoisted the cart and flown away.

So fast that in the blink of an eye he disappeared at the Sky Horizon.

Rakshasa Four Ghosts: "……"

Honest: "……"

Not long after, General Budo woke from his coma.

After waking, he found his Teigu was gone.

"Where is my Teigu?"

"Stripped by the invader."

"You didn't stop them?"

"It was Minister Honest who ordered the stripping."

"Honest!"

Dragging his wounded body, General Budo found Honest and questioned him about this matter.

"This wouldn't have happened if you, Budo, weren't useless enough to be defeated in one move by the invaders who attacked the Imperial Palace. To guarantee His Majesty's safety, I had no choice but to compromise with the invaders. Fortunately, they only wanted the Teigu, not His Majesty's life, otherwise..."

General Budo's face cycled through green and purple, rendered utterly humiliated by the verbal spray.

He regretted that if he had used his Teigu from the start, he wouldn't have been defeated in one move by the invader.

But regret was useless now.

"What about that invader?"

"The invader naturally left the Imperial Palace through the Main Gate with a grand swagger after obtaining what he wanted."

"Didn't your personal guards stop him?"

"General Budo, we're the same as you — we were defeated in one move as well."

The Rakshasa Four Ghosts appeared at his side and gave an explanation.

"That is how things stand."

Honest shrugged; he had now moved his residence from the Outer Palace to the Inner Palace.

Although the young Emperor is small, using the Supreme Teigu's protective function is no problem.

After encountering Yamparu disguised as Broly, this treacherous minister was in a state of lacking a sense of security.

(Chapter End)