Torture the hero, why has the Demon King's castle collapsed again?

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Although he had not heard of such risks from other scholars before, he could trust Astrid's discovery unconditionally.

Looking up, Ota gazed at Astrid's face: beneath her timid expression, her eyes clearly shone with a deep resolve to "plead for her country"!

Who would have thought that the life and death of humanity would hold such an important place in the heart of this great scholar, Astrid!

Otta felt increasingly relieved, and his trust in Astrid remained unwavering!

If the traitor who ravaged the kingdom was a nauseating shadow lurking in the sewers, then the scholars of Astrid were the exact opposite! They were the only light of humanity under the kingdom's blue sky!

Ota began to consider whether to award Astrid the title of Patriotic Scholar after breaching the Demon Clan's first line of defense.

"Could it be...?!" Astrid looked up in surprise, not expecting that her persuasion had actually worked.

—Prince Ota, are you really going to give up on activating the God of All Weapons?

"Don't worry, Scholar Astrid." Otta nodded kindly, "There will be no obstacles to starting the Mino machine."

"Eh?"

“I will have Archbishop Hope give Pope Brad some calming herbs beforehand… He happens to know a highly skilled herbalist.”

Astrid froze on the spot.

"I will convey your goodwill to Pope Brad, Scholar Astrid." Otta casually wrote down a decree, then looked up at Astrid again:

"Scholar Astrid, is there anything else?"

"N-nothing!" Astrid immediately shrank back timidly, having used up all the courage she had managed to muster with her words.

With her head hanging low in frustration, Astrid prepared to leave Otta's office. Her casual gaze swept over a corner of the study, and her eyes suddenly paused.

Following Astrid's gaze, Otta saw the glass cabinet by the wall and coughed a few times awkwardly—it was a cabinet full of figurines that he had confiscated from Astrid's warehouse during the last investigation of the library!

“Scholar Astrid, these demonic clay figures require further research… For this reason, I have placed them in my office!”

"Don't worry about the Roth Chamber of Commerce holding them accountable. For them, some normal sales losses are completely within acceptable limits..."

"Oh, oh." Astrid nodded as if she understood, but her heart skipped a beat again, and she felt a strange chill run down her spine.

To place a demon puppet so close by... this human king must have some peculiar hobby, perhaps enjoying using it to vent his desires...

The thought of a human king with the heart of a beast might tear apart, ravage, and destroy the demon puppets to vent his anger sent shivers down Astrid's spine.

Swell is right, these humans... are indeed complete perverts!

Chapter 211 The Decaying King, Reward - Hero's Descent Spell (Happy Dragon Boat Festival!)

A thud.

Astrid seemed to flee, quickly closing the wooden door behind her and leaving in a panic.

In the study, now that he was alone, Ota's expression completely relaxed. Looking at his overflowing collection of figurines, a strange "heh heh heh" sound escaped from between his lips.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank the Astrid scholars... for giving me such a dream-like doll wall."

Prince Ota looked at the exquisite little girl dolls in the glass case and felt his little treasury was fuller than ever before.

The figurines provided by the Rote Merchant Guild are rare on the market and extremely difficult to import from the border demons. They are the first batch of released figurines, also known as "first-edition limited editions," and have extremely high collectible value. Even Ota would need to save up his pocket money for a long time to buy one.

During this period, influenced by the continuous influx of cultural products from the Border Library into the heart of the kingdom, some collectors in the capital also developed a secret hobby of collecting dolls.

This has led to a boom in the figurine market in the capital. Now, every figurine has a clearly marked price in the professional market, making the first-edition limited edition in Ota's hands even more precious!

"Scholar Astrid deserves great credit!!!" Ota rubbed his hands excitedly. If a small girl doll was once his spiritual pillar, then this glass cabinet of figurines... is the source of his soul!

A feeling of gratitude welled up in his heart, and Ota murmured softly:

"Once this is over, it's time to promote Astrid to the position of Grand Scholar—"

……

Demon City.

cell.

"how so……"

With a bruised and swollen face, Mino collapsed to the ground, looking dazed.

I'm so sorry I couldn't let the Demon Sword Apophis have his fill... just kidding!!!

He fainted three times from the pain!!! Three times!!! How could it hurt so much? He was practically screaming for his parents! It was like the anesthesia wore off halfway through the surgery, and they were treating him like a stranger! I feel like I'm about to meet his great-grandmother!!!

"Hero, are you willing to speak now?" Apophis slowly approached and asked.

"Ha, who do you think you're talking to?!" Mino raised her head and spoke arrogantly:

"I can play with you all day long!"

"Well, actually, including the time it takes for humans to act, we could interrogate you for a full two days!"

"Gulp!" Mino's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly gritted his teeth: "So what?!"

"At this rate of torture, a few more blows and I'll be sent to the infirmary. You've run out of options!"

"That's not a problem," Apophis said calmly.

"We have stockpiled a batch of 'Time Potion' infused with the Demon King's authority, which can instantly restore your injuries to their state before the torture, enough to satisfy your needs for a whole day of fun."

"Gulp!" Mino's eyes widened. "You...you're really this vicious!"

Mino bit her fingers, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Suddenly, an idea struck her, and her eyes lit up:

"Hmph! It's almost lunchtime. When Fim arrives and sees this kind of violence, she definitely won't stand idly by! She'll protect me!!!"

“Uh… Hero, I need to remind you of something.” Apophis hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Have you forgotten that Fim's authority 'amplifies human senses'? Are you sure you want to let her get close under these circumstances...?"

Mino's eyes widened in surprise.

The lingering pain surged up as his muscles relaxed, and Mino felt a growing sense of dread: his old injury was already causing him unbearable pain, and if the pain were amplified, he was really going to be in serious trouble!

No, absolutely not! That's his lifelong reputation!!!

"Hero, I advise you to give up," Apophis said, shaking his head.

However, lying on the ground, pale-faced, Minho still uttered the same words:

"So what?"

Even so, Mino's gaze remained incredibly firm, without the slightest wavering.

“My Lord…” In the corner, Altottai, who had been watching from the sidelines, was finally moved. Mino’s actions and attitude showed how firm his will to protect humanity was!

"Hiss—" Mino gasped, his face contorted in pain, but his expression remained incredibly determined. Sweating profusely, he struggled to speak, his words broken and fragmented:

“That’s…the measurements I painstakingly…after being beaten up by Lena countless times…and after stealing countless panties…only to know them by heart…” Mino’s eyes blazed with fury:

"How could I hand it over to you so easily?! Kora!!!"

"Hey!" Altottai was shocked:

"Is something wrong with the direction you're taking?! Did that torture just now blow your brain?!"

Apophis's sword twitched slightly, as if it had been subdued by Mino's will: "As expected of the legendary torturer."

"I admit, I underestimated you."

Apophis realized that trying to extract information from this hero using his own methods was far too superficial...

"Heh, heh heh." Mino flashed a victorious smile, his spine straightening, exuding an air of supreme pride.

"You despicable demons, do you think you can subdue me with a little pain, torture, and abuse? Wrong! Completely wrong!"

With a disdainful gaze sweeping across the arena, Mino felt the pride of a hero return to him for the first time, as if he were under the spotlight on countless screens, every move and word representing the indomitable spirit of humanity:

"Let me tell you, even if I die in pain, die outside, or jump out of the window, I will never give up for nothing..."

【Ding--】

The torture quest for the Demon Sword "Apophis" has been triggered: The torture methods of the demons are too inhumane. After the Holy Sword Artotai's surrender, the whole family must be executed. Therefore, please confess your answers honestly.

[Reward: One use of "Spirit Summoning - Hero's Descent": Allows you to remotely control the body of "the one being watched by the goddess," unleashing your unique and powerful abilities. The effect ends when the power is depleted.]

"Unless you trade me the measurements of other sweet and soft female demons!!!"

Mino's face lit up with an unadulterated thirst for knowledge, and he said with righteous indignation:

"The principle of equivalent exchange and giving away freebies remains unchanged!"

"I felt like it was about time to change my attitude, seriously?!"

In the corner, Artotai exclaimed in shock, "Have you no shame, my lord! This is no equivalent exchange what you call the worst kind of exchange! The costs are completely different, you idiot!!! Have you really lost your mind?!"

"You reminded me." Mino patted her forehead, snapping out of her daze, and immediately changed her tone, speaking in a deep voice:

"I want to change three!"

"If the female demons weren't outnumbered, were you planning to replace them with ten?!" Altottai roared.

Swah——

Two cold gazes fell upon us from the wall.

"Pervert." "Trash."

Chapter 212 No one can defeat the BOSS in one life.

"This……"

Now it was Apophis's turn to be in a dilemma.

Although everyone knows that this hero always inexplicably gives away his prizes, the way he does it each time seems to be different, making it completely unpredictable.

Two sets of footsteps slowly approached.

“Say yes, Apophis.” Kleinna’s rosy face still held a chill, and for reasons unknown, she nodded slightly.

"Hmph, just the fantasy of a nobody. I don't care about it at all." Migo crossed her arms and just snorted.

"What about Little Fim..."

“I know,” Migo interrupted. As a little devil who was very close to Fim, Migo was obviously well aware of Fim’s situation.