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"This time, no matter what, I absolutely cannot..."
[Task Reward: One use of the "Desecration" authority with no cost and no side effects]
"Ugh! Damn it!"
Mino clutched her heart, cold sweat soaking the stray hairs on her forehead, biting her lip in shame:
"The poison of corruption still lingers... No wonder it's a blasphemous demon, it has no choice but to confess now!!!"
Eh? !
Freer was completely stunned.
The change in style was so sudden that he had no idea what expression to make at this moment.
His expression became somewhat hesitant, and he cautiously extended a wisp of his authority to sense the situation within Mino's body.
Indeed, a trace of the Corruption Poison could still be felt in Mino's body, at a concentration of about 1%, which is why even he was overlooked.
But no matter how much is left, the toxins of cause and effect will definitely take effect as long as they are applied.
But when it came to this hero who seemed capable of anything, Freer became somewhat uncertain.
"You mean... you're going to confess, Hero?" Freer asked tentatively, his tone becoming much more humble.
"Confess! Why wouldn't I confess!" Mino said righteously.
Freer was surprised:
"And what about your unwavering perseverance as a hero of light?"
"First, I am not a hero; second, I am not resolute; third, I am not mentally challenged!"
Mino's eyes were resolute.
"Uh, what about your brotherly friendship with Prince Ota?"
"The bond between brothers is familial, and there's no room for friendship left!"
Mino sacrificed his own family for the greater good.
"Oh... then what about your bottom line as a human being?"
"Huh?" Mino said cynically, "How dare you define us, the heroes of this new era, using the lowest standards of humanity?! This is discrimination!"
“Okay…” Freer was sweating profusely.
But through the residual corrupting poison in Mino's body, he finally confirmed that Mino was indeed giving it away for free.
After experiencing a series of ups and downs, Freer no longer wanted to try to regain his sense of superiority by mocking him. He just wanted to end the torture as soon as possible and leave this strange hero.
Kleidina's gaze drifted toward the edge of the cell, and after the latter nodded slightly to obtain permission, she...
Freer took a deep breath and turned to look at Mino.
The most important question of the entire interrogation session was asked:
"Then, brave warrior, please tell us: who is Prince Ota's ideal choice for a queen?"
Chapter 389 My Best Friend Could Not Like Virtual Singers That Much
Who is your ideal princess?
Mino's lips curled up subtly.
These demons indeed made a fatal mistake, and it was precisely because of this that Mino was able to make the choice of giving away their loot without any scruples:
If his wise, iron-fisted, and flawless best friend had any flaws... it was that he was too engrossed in state affairs, while his interest in women had reached an almost saintly level of indifference!
This is the true demeanor of a monarch! It is something even Mino would admire and look up to.
You know... even Mino, when walking down the street, would occasionally be drawn to those sweet and soft girls;
But Ota was different. Even when walking through the bustling red-light districts of the common people, or in the back gardens of the palace filled with noble ladies, Ota's eyes were always so pure, never looking to the side, without any blasphemy or impure thoughts!
—It's like he's completely uninterested in women!
Because of this, rumors occasionally circulate in the capital that slander one's close friend's sexual orientation, and it is said that a librarian who wishes to remain anonymous played a significant role in these rumors.
Mino simply scoffed at this.
This is a rumor.
He knew that his dear friend, who bore the weight of the entire kingdom on his shoulders, had long since transcended the base desires of ordinary human beings.
He was a true king, a great king who regarded wealth as dirt, desire as nothing, and his people as his children! He would not indulge in the petty love for any one woman, but was destined to be rooted in the great love for the entire kingdom and continent!
Ota Kur.
He is the most suitable to sit on that throne, a benevolent yet ruthless king who would not hesitate to dedicate his life to the kingdom!
Mino firmly believed this.
Therefore, the idea that Ota has a woman he is in love with is absolutely impossible.
At least in private chats and tea parties, he never heard Ota express any interest in topics related to women. Sometimes Mino was worried that Ota might develop strange fetishes because of this. But after seeing Ota busy handling government affairs 24 hours a day, his worries gradually subsided, and he felt a deep respect for him.
Such a monotonous life devoid of any entertainment would probably have long since twisted into an extreme form of repression and abnormality in an ordinary person.
But when it happens to a king, it won't have any effect!
Therefore, it is a grave mistake for these demons to use their inferior ideas to speculate about that great and selfless king!
Prince Ota had not yet decided on a candidate for queen, so even Mino was unaware of it. It is likely that this election of queen was merely a decision made to fit the current situation.
The demons' plan against the queen was destined to fail, and he was able to take advantage of this almost free mission that the system had refreshed.
Win-win!
but……
With her eyes lowered to hide her expression, Mino felt a slight worry in her heart.
If I were to reveal the information I know, these demons would likely not believe me and would refuse to buy it.
After all, emotions and desires are deeply ingrained human traits, and even the king of a kingdom is no exception: not every human being possesses such perfect and unwavering qualities as him.
It's hard to believe if this applies to Otto.
Even if the demons believed that Ota didn't have a preferred queen, would they obediently give up their plan to deal with the queen?
Mino felt a chill run down her spine.
In the worst-case scenario... these demons might launch a brutal assassination campaign targeting all those in the capital who are qualified to become the queen!
At this moment, Mino felt that the fate of the entire capital and his best friend was tied to his lips.
Sweat gradually beaded on his forehead.
Is there really no other way?
A world where these demons' plans are doomed to fail, without actually harming any innocent humans, and without anyone getting hurt...
Mino's gaze wandered around as she pondered anxious thoughts, and suddenly, she noticed a book lying carelessly on the corner of the bed.
A sudden inspiration struck me.
Hey, there it is!
"I understand!" Mino raised her head with a sudden gleam in her eyes.
"The woman Ota has always secretly loved and admired, the one he cherishes dearly, the ideal queen he has always longed for—"
With a sudden wave of his hand, Mino shouted in a deep voice, "—It's her!"
With a sharp and stylish gesture, like pointing out a criminal, he pointed to the corner of the wall. Following Mino's gaze, the group of demons landed on the floor, where an open... Border Weekly was displayed.
At this moment, the last page freezes on a verdant and ethereal figure.
"The Virtual Songstress of the Frontier: Cuiyin Love!!!"
The cell was quiet.
“Virtual, a songstress?” Kleitina was taken aback.
She walked to the bedside, bent down to pick up the border weekly from the floor, and flipped through it several times before she was sure she hadn't misheard.
The name Mino mentioned was indeed that of the songstress active on the border, whom even she had heard of, not some woman from the capital with the same name.
“Hero, my lord.” Kletina frowned immediately:
"Do you think I'm some ignorant young girl who would say such absurd things?"
She waved the magazine in her hand, a charmingly cold smile playing on her lips: "Even if you randomly named a duke's daughter, we might believe you... but your intentions are far too obvious, actually directing the fuse to the virtual singer on the border, a projection created by machines and magic?"
"Isn't that a bit ridiculous?"
Mino's expression hardened; she knew the Demon King's scribe before her was not so easily fooled, but she still didn't reveal any flaws and calmly asked:
"What's the matter?"
So what… Kletina almost laughed in exasperation, but she patiently explained a principle that even a three-year-old could understand:
"You mean, the heir to the kingdom, Prince Ota, who has the blood of noble royalty flowing through his veins—would fall in love with a mere illusion created by magic crystals, devoid of emotion, will, soul, or even body?"
"You must understand that virtual songstresses cannot be touched, cannot be approached, and are even less likely to bear children for the kingdom."
"How could a being without flesh and blood possibly win the favor of a king?"
"Making her a queen is utterly absurd. It would cause turmoil across the entire country, strong opposition from the human population, and even reactivate those restless internal separatist forces... Ha, I think that rebellious prince Hearst would be more than happy to see that happen."
Klaitina crossed her arms, already convinced that Mino had fabricated a colossal lie, and stated it plainly:
“Such a choice, which would trigger a series of violent upheavals and divisions in the kingdom, the court, the borders, and even the royal family, is something even the most incompetent monarch would not make, let alone that Ota.”
"Given the detailed circumstances above, if you still insist on that flimsy information, then please give me a sufficiently good reason, Hero." Covering her mouth, Kletina looked at Mino teasingly, anticipating seeing his stammering reaction.
"There is indeed a reason."
Mino's expression remained natural, even somewhat indifferent: "This one reason is enough."
With a sudden outstretched arm, Mino spoke with a firm and confident tone, his chest rising high with each breath.
next moment.
The resounding voice echoed throughout the cell.