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Don't be fooled by Prince Hearst's focused and attentive appearance; he's probably thinking about how to turn that so-called God of All Weapons into a figurine and promote it.
Unexpectedly, after pondering for a long time, Hearst sat down at the table and suddenly spoke:
“Sir, the first line of defense is now completely empty, and the human army has no intention of advancing... This is an unprecedented opportunity for us.”
"Your Highness!" Sir was startled, exclaiming in surprise, "Was that your line? You just said it?!"
Hearst's dark eyes lit up, and he said:
"This plan has been brewing for a long time, Sir: I want to build a city on this border between humans and demons!"
"City of Capital?"
"Yes, now that the border is becoming more peaceful, this city on the edge will become the biggest calling card for the 'Border Library'!"
"So you're planning to run a library for the rest of your life?!" Syl exclaimed in shock. "A city-state? Are you crazy?! Where are we going to get that much funding?!"
It's simply a pipe dream to support the establishment of a city-state solely through the profits from Frontier Bunko comics and figurines.
“Borrow it from the Roth Merchant Guild.” Hearst seemed to have been prepared for this, his tone exceptionally confident.
“They would definitely be interested in a city that allows humans and demons to coexist and does not charge entry and exit taxes.”
Humans and demons coexisting? Are you crazy?! The thought immediately popped into Syl's mind.
Looking into Prince Hearst's bright eyes, he still couldn't understand what he was thinking: what substantial relationship did selling figurines, building cities, and taking back the entire kingdom from Ottar have?
But he knew that once Prince Hearst made up his mind, no one could stop him.
"What's the name of that city..." Weak and listless, Sir could only ask:
Hearst's deep gaze drifted towards the other side of the sacred border, towards the direction of the royal capital. After a long silence, he spoke:
"Let's call it the City of Dimensions."
Chapter 245 Migo + Nightmare Mirror = Lightning-Fast Freebie
A month has passed since the disaster in the capital of Kur.
Dark, demonic clouds drifted over the Demon King's castle.
On the stone platform at the top floor, Swell comfortably spread out his book. Countless tangible knowledge around the book breathed in and out of the pages, transforming into solidified magic that adhered to the cover.
"The situation has finally stabilized considerably during this period, and the interrogation of the hero has become less urgent." Swell's words seemed to have softened considerably.
To his surprise, the humans did not take the opportunity to seize the territory behind the first line of defense, and even stopped their all-out offensive. Apart from the demons on the border making some small moves, the entire human kingdom remained peaceful.
In any case, this is a good thing for Swirl. It needs some time to recover from the injuries sustained in the battle of the capital, and at the same time... to prepare for the upcoming destructive operations.
"My strategist, you seem to be in a good mood today."
At the top-floor entrance, the Nightmare Mirror floated up, swaying slightly, and greeted us:
"How is your injury healing? This is the first time I've seen you injured since the great battle with Mino the Warrior."
"Human progress is beyond our imagination, a nightmare."
Swell remarked with some emotion, "These are realms that knowledge can never fully grasp. Don't underestimate human potential. By the way... you haven't been exposed to any more contamination lately, have you?"
"No, not at all." The Nightmare Mirror casually flipped its body 180 degrees in the air: "This time, I'm in excellent condition."
"That's good."
Swell nodded slightly, exchanged pleasantries for a while, and watched the Nightmare Mirror leave, secretly relieved.
Since the Nightmare Mirror was severely damaged twice when it spied on the human capital, it has been on tenterhooks and dared not let the Nightmare Mirror get involved in any actions related to the capital. This time, it did not let the Nightmare Mirror participate in the action to stop the God of All Weapons.
For some reason, Swell subconsciously recalled the incredibly sinister thing that had appeared in Brad's hands that night, and a sense of instinctive vigilance arose in his heart.
"What exactly is that...? Why isn't it recorded even in the knowledge of the Book Demon...? Humans, could it be that you are hiding some trump card that I don't know about...?"
Thinking that humanity not only has popes and saintesses who are on the rise, but also the older generation of chief Lak and grand dukes, Svir always felt that since capturing the hero Mino, the advantage that the demons had held for thousands of years was gradually disappearing.
"No matter what, the best outcome is that the Nightmare Mirror was not damaged."
Unable to understand, Swell shook his head and encouraged himself, "With its magical 'Nightmare' authority, it can save us a lot of effort in interrogating heroes."
On the stone platform, Swell continued to absorb knowledge, but this time, it was in the form of tangible text that sounded like snoring, "zzz".
……
The Nightmare Mirror swayed and staggered down the stairs.
Suddenly, it felt a gaze, as if it were carrying heat, falling upon it with unbearable scorching heat.
Nightmare Mirror shuddered and turned around following its senses, only to find a twin-tailed girl with spiraling demonic horns secretly watching it from the corner of the corridor.
stare--
"Uh." The Nightmare Mirror twitched slightly and asked, "Migo, is there something you need?"
"N-no, I didn't mean to ask you for a favor! Humph!" Migo, hiding in the shadows, suddenly panicked, her cheeks flushed, her lips pouted, and her pigtails trembled violently.
"Help? Sure. What do you need me to do?" Nightmare Mirror, already used to Migo's way of speaking, asked curiously.
Seeing that she could no longer hide, Migo boldly stepped out from the corner, cautiously looking around before lowering her voice and saying, "Nightmare Mirror, I want to interrogate that weakling hero, but I need him to remain conscious without being aware of the interrogation, so that my racial talent can take effect..."
"I understand, you want me to keep the Mino Warrior in a conscious dream state, right?"
With her two little fists slightly tucked in front of her chest, Miguel nodded rapidly, like a chick pecking at rice.
"That's easy." The Nightmare Mirror's tone immediately lightened.
"Without me infiltrating the dream, I can directly use the dream's authority to put it into a lucid dream."
"However..." the tone shifted abruptly, and the Nightmare Mirror reminded him:
"There is a contract between the hero and the holy sword. If the holy sword calls out to the hero in his mind this time, it will be easy to wake him up from the dream."
"I'll figure something out." After a moment's thought, Miguo quickly shook her head nonchalantly, her expression showing a mixture of anticipation and excitement.
"Finally, we can know the truth... oh no, let that weakling hero undergo cruel torture!"
……
Inside the cell.
"My lord, are you saying... that you descended into the body of the hero in your dream, and with a single sword strike, severely injured the Second Demon Official and saved Pope Brad, who was protected by the God of All Weapons?"
Listening to his hero's endless boasting over the past month, the Holy Sword Artotai squinted and asked.
"Yes! I have saved the human capital once again!" Mino said proudly, hands on his hips.
"It's unimaginable what kind of miserable life the human kingdom would lead without me as a general."
“Ah, yes, yes, yes.” Altottai nodded in deep agreement: “As for why they became so miserable, I won’t ask…”
"What do you mean? What do you mean, Altotai?!" Mino's eyes widened immediately. "Do you think I'm the kind of shameless hero who becomes unable to move when faced with interrogation by demons, turning into a free-giving monster with no bottom line or integrity?!"
"Uh, isn't that right?"
"No! Of course not!" With a wave of his arm, Mino said passionately, "Looking back on the painful interrogations I experienced in the Demon King's Castle over the past three months, each one was an intense battle of wits and courage between me and the demons."
"Look at this past month, those demons haven't even dared to interrogate me anymore. What does that mean? It means they haven't gained the upper hand in any of their interrogations, and they've become afraid! In this tug-of-war of willpower and mental strength, I have emerged victorious! Their ridiculous interrogation methods are like tickling me!"
Between sessions.
"I'll leave my words here." With his arms crossed, Mino said defiantly, his eyes gleaming with arrogance.
"There's no more torture that can move me anymore..."
With a creak, the cell door was pushed open without any politeness.
A girl in a light blue Lolita dress stepped in, her white ankles following the gaze. She stood in the room, tossing her smooth, milky twin ponytails, before she could even speak.
Then they saw the brave man in the cell raise his hands without hesitation and shout in a terrified voice:
"I confess!!!"
Chapter 246 The Tacit Understanding Between Familiars, The Truth of Ten Years Ago
"what?"
A big question mark popped into Migo's mind.
She hasn't even asked anything yet, and this hero is already recruiting again? What a nobody! A nobody!
But with the "external demon" present, Migo only somewhat reservedly touched her right twin ponytails, smoothing her hair down with both hands, and let out a soft hum:
"Looks like you know what I'm here for today, you lowly hero."
"You should still remember who I am, right?"
Migo stared intently at Mino's expression, as if trying to hint at something, hoping to hear the answer she wanted from him.
“Of course.” Looking at Migo with a solemn expression, Mino said seriously, “I will never forget your name, you cruel and ruthless demon, my greatest nemesis within the Demon King's Castle—”
"Earth Demon, apple!"
"This isn't even an animal anymore, you know!!!" Migo was so angry that her fur stood on end, her delicate face turning bright red with rage: "Idiot! Pervert! Fool!!!"
"Why can't you even remember my name? You remember all the other demons' names perfectly well!"
Migo grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it viciously at Mino.
"How would I know?! Did you cast some kind of cognitive shielding spell on this hero? Tell me the truth!"
"How could that be, you idiot?!"
Migo stomped her foot in anger, looking at Mino's innocent face and inexplicably getting angry.
This heartless bastard not only forgot about me, but he couldn't even remember his own name!
"Nightmare Mirror, now let this weakling hero enter a lucid dream, can you do that?!"
"a piece of cake."
The Nightmare Mirror gradually blurred, turning into a transparent curtain, and flew above Mino before slowly sinking down.
"Hey, what are you doing? I'll confess, okay? I don't want that kind of thing—ugh!" Mino screamed, but the next moment his eyelids gradually became heavy, his steps faltered and he took a step back, then suddenly sat down on the ground with his back against the bed, striking a pose like "Kogoro Mouri".
Upon closer inspection, its entire body was completely enveloped by a dream membrane formed by the Nightmare Mirror, and it occasionally let out a hissing breath, appearing to be fast asleep.
“One done.” Migo clapped her hands lightly, her pigtails twirling towards the corner: “Next…”