6 Blulu Blu? (2/2)

On the other hand, the equally gigantic Drugrat was frowning. The Death Corps were vital for saving a lot of important people, in case of unexpected accidents. They saved so many people that some joked about the fact that they should be renamed as the Life Corps. And in battle, they could indefinitely create an army of undead from the corpse of the slaves that were thrown at the enemy. That style of fight was greatly appreciated, reducing the casualties to only those that were expendables. The supposedly perfect invasion was already flawed before even starting.

”Empress, what can we do to help you?”

The demon still respectfully asked that question. He was just hoping that she didn't come here with more bad news.

”Don't worry, it is not related to the invasion or the behavior of that Akûl. Where are the archives?”

Hearing the world Akûl, Drugrat tensed a little and after seeing that she didn't continue with that, he relaxed. But the sudden interest for the past from Leilade surprised him. He kept his questions for him and accompanied her to a piece nearby. Inside, a sort of floating blue octopus was constantly rearranging small bubbles on multiple metallic shelves. In the middle of the room, however, new bubbles were constantly appearing. Inside them, all the knowledge of the Demonic Empire was transferred and stocked. Across this intergalactic empire, many of those points could be found. It was a measure to prevent any loss of information and a better access in some remote parts of the empire.

Seeing two new visitors, the octopus waved two of his tentacles.

”Blu Blulu Blulululu?”

”We are happy to see you too. The Empress is looking for …”

At this moment, Drugrat was still perplexed by the actions of Leilade. Normally, she could have all the information needed on the bracelet that she was wearing. Very few were not available on it, and most of them required a high level of accreditation. That was obviously not a problem in this case. The small human approached the octopus and smiled, provoking its retreat. Even the archivist knew that her smile was not a good news.

”I would like some information about some specific weapons.”

”Blulu Blu?”

The alien and the demon were dumbfounded. Who would go to the archives to know something about weapons? Everyone would go to the armory, or even ask a weapon master. Worst, Leilade had a soul of a weapon master that died last year. But the looks of surprise quickly turned into one of confusion for the blue octopus and despair for Drugrat.

”What are the most destructive weapons created by the Ancients?”