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"Who are you calling a third-rate demon with low intelligence, easily fooled, and who would be summoned so readily with a crude contract array?!"
“Uh… Lord Migo, I don’t think I went too far.”
"Anyway! My friend doesn't seem to have been treated maliciously!" Migo stomped her foot, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.
"The human she made a contract with is still alive, but because the memories are too distant, she can't remember anything about that human at all... So, my friend and I are very curious about why the contract array is damaged... and why that human lost contact with her."
"The contract array is damaged, but is the contractor still alive... This situation is very rare."
Swell frowned slightly, muttered to himself for a while, and then shook his head: "Lord Migo, there are too few conditions, and I cannot speculate on what exactly happened. But for such a situation to occur, something extraordinary must have happened."
"Even Swell doesn't know? How could this be..." Migo visibly became dejected.
"Is there any way to find out the truth, Swell?"
“Well… perhaps you should ask your demon friend, Lord Migo?” Swell hesitated for a moment before saying.
“My friend?” Migo was stunned.
“Yes, there are some things that only your friend seems to have discovered, don’t you?” Swell voiced his doubts: “For example, how did it discover… that it had once made a contract with that human?”
"Or perhaps, how did it obtain that unverifiable information..."
Thinking about the process of obtaining the intelligence, Migo's face flushed slightly, and her chest heaved a little.
Soon, taking a deep breath, Migo nodded vigorously, as if she had made up her mind.
"I understand, Swell, thank you for your suggestion."
“It’s my pleasure to offer advice, Lord Migo.” Swell nodded, dispelled the soundproofing barrier, and after confirming that Migo had nothing else to do, floated up to the rooftop…
The cool moonlight shone through the window, illuminating Miguo's fair, bare feet that touched the ground.
Migo stood in the moonlight for a long, long time, her murmurs gradually fading into the darkness:
"It seems that torture is the only option..."
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"Perfect timing, my strength has recovered considerably, I can use that ability now."
Migo gradually gained confidence, but thinking about the methods of torture, she couldn't help but glance nervously in the direction of Mino's cell, a slight struggle appearing on her face:
"Kreitina and the others might be making a move tonight. It would be safer to prepare further and wait a few more days... Yes, let's come back in a few days!"
As if finding a suitable reason to escape, Migo clenched her fist, turned around, and cautiously slipped back towards the room...
"My lord, this time, the demons seem to have let their guard down a bit...?"
The lights were still on in the cell.
Artotai pondered the results of the interrogation during the day and asked in confusion, "Is it enough to just find out what the Holy Maiden hates... She is the Ice Saintess, I don't think her mind can be easily shaken."
"Hehe, of course, this time the demon race's plan is destined to end in failure." On the bed, Mino laughed gleefully.
He rolled over and sat up, shaking his head: "So, my giving away my freedom is reasonable, legitimate, and absolutely not traitorous!!!"
"Giving it away for free and you still feel superior?!" Altottai muttered under his breath.
But considering that it was also part of this freebie, its blade softened slightly.
With a hint of worry, Altottai said, "However, now that you, my lord, who is close to Lady Lena, have been captured by the demons, the Holy Maiden's heart may not be so calm after all..."
"Don't worry, I know Lena's personality well." Mino stroked his chin, thinking quite seriously for a while.
"What she's thinking about most right now is that, now that I'm dead, as my good sword-training partner, she'll take advantage of the time when the hero's reputation intimidates the demons... to severely damage the demon king's army and avenge me as much as possible!"
“Anger, sorrow, and the like... those are things to do only after the demons have been completely defeated.”
Mino's face showed an unprecedented conviction: "Because if it were me, I would have done the same."
"Wow! As expected of the hero who knows the Saintess best, your conviction is quite unwavering!" Altote nodded: "Although your speed in giving away freebies is just as unwavering..."
"Close your sword!!!"
"Speaking of which, there are many intimate stories circulating about our lord and the Holy Maiden in the border regions and among the common people," Artotai said, moving his sword slightly closer with a gossipy look on his face. "My lord, what do you think the Holy Maiden would think?"
Altotai, who had been with Mino for a long time, naturally knew that many stories were exaggerated and were just the delusions and expectations of the world. Mino herself didn't feel anything... but it was hard to say about the Ice Saintess, who was the other protagonist in the rumors.
Mino shook his head, but gave a disdainful smile: "Don't I know what kind of person Lena is?"
“Those baseless rumors are nothing to them.” Looking at the clear moonlight outside the window, Mino chuckled but said firmly:
"Unless, it was told to her in my name!"
……
The moonlight falls equally on every piece of land.
The bright, round moonlight, like the open eyes of a goddess, focused intently and gently bathed every corner of the continent, reaching deep into the borderlands, into the demon king's army camp entrenched on the scorched black earth...
Many demons are unable to see at night, so only a small number of demon king soldiers take turns guarding the area at night. The cool moonlight is enough to illuminate a large area, thus making people overlook other deep darkness and unconsciously lower their guard.
The moonlight seemed increasingly cold, and as the night deepened, the temperature inside the military camp dropped to a level that no one could perceive...
Before anyone knew it, the demon soldier exhaled a breath of murky white air, and his whole body instinctively shuddered.
The exhaled white breath did not dissipate in the air, but instead twisted, condensed, and solidified in astonished eyes—a pure, unblemished snowflake, which should not exist, condensed in their sight.
The moment the snowflakes entered their eyes, and recalling the recent rumors, the demon soldiers finally realized something was wrong, and a deep unease welled up in their eyes.
"Do not……"
boom--! ! !
In an instant, countless pure white snowflakes surged out of the air, and the silvery-white cold air, as if descending invisibly with the moonlight, suddenly erupted across the entire camp!
"The Ice Saintess is attacking!!!"
A terrifying alarm bell blared across the camp—
The violent frost particles swept across the area where the sound was, and ice crystals bloomed like flowers on the frozen ground. The demons finally understood why the moonlight was so bright tonight... it wasn't the moonlight that brought these ice crystals.
Instead, the ice crystals had been following them like a shadow, looming over them from high above like the Grim Reaper!
Countless eyes turned to the sky.
Under the moonlight, a head of silver hair, imbued with starlight, cascaded down her back. Pale silver mist flowed like a river between her white skirts, and a translucent chiffon robe, as thin as silk gauze, shrouded a sacred figure.
A cold, dark light flickered in her azure eyes, her frosty eyelashes drooped gently, and the icy earrings on her earlobes clinked softly with each strike. Her icy gaze seemed to touch the ground—
A sacred longsword in the shape of a cross is held horizontally in front of the chest, reflecting a sapphire-like brilliance.
Her ivory-carved body was draped in a pure white and sacred saintly robe, and her mature face carried a cold chill.
"Let me introduce myself, I am..."
No one heard the woman's voice, for the air was frozen silent at that moment. But whether they heard it or not was irrelevant; all the demons' eyes were fixed on that figure, a blend of beauty and murderous intent.
Lena, the Ice Saintess of the Kingdom of Kuer!
hiss--! ! !
The cold air, centered on Lena, swept through the area like a storm, engulfing everything in its path.
A violent demonic aura burst forth from the ice with a roar. The elite demon with fangs glared fiercely at Lena in the moonlight, then stomped out with its beast-like feet and pounced on her.
Her cold eyes lowered slightly, as if a goddess were casting her gaze.
Lena gripped the cross-shaped longsword in her hand, knowing that if she slashed it again, she could slice the elite demons before her into pieces like tofu, and tonight's attack would come to an end.
Just as the longsword was about to be drawn slightly, her fair wrist quickly froze in the moonlight.
The rich aroma gradually permeated the stagnant air, intertwining with the cold air, taking root, absorbing, and engulfing it—
The elite demon instantly lost all its strength, and its entire body humbly sank into the soil as if crawling.
Shadows emerged from the darkness of its body, outlining a figure imbued with intense magic.
The dark black skirt cascaded down the ground like a waterfall, while delicate dark gold thorn embroidery entwined around her slender waist. The long sleeves that reached her wrists were sewn with transparent black lace, revealing her fair and delicate hands.
The court-style dress features a high and upright neckline, and has been boldly modified to emphasize the curves. The side seams extend to the armpits, and the matte, dense fabric reveals glimpses of hidden white skin in the darkness, exuding nobility and elegance.
On the ground, the woman in the jet-black rose dress raised her swan-like white neck, revealing a charming and alluring smile: "Let me introduce myself—"
"First Secretary of the Demon King's Castle, Commander-in-Chief of the Demon King's Army, and a close attendant of the Demon King..."
Her cherry-pink eyes were full of laughter:
"Rose Shadow Demon, Kletina."
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"It's you."
Under the moonlight, Lena's voice sounded somewhat cold.
Without the other party needing to state their name, Lena recognized this most terrifying demon of the demon race the moment she sensed their presence.
She was not lacking in experience fighting demons at the level of great demons, but she could sense that the opponent was much more troublesome... Was Mino the one she captured?
"What did you do to Mino?"
"Are you more worried about that hero than yourself?"
Kleidna chuckled, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. "Heh, don't worry, he's been having a blast in the Demon King's prison these past few days..."
Lena's gaze grew even colder. Since becoming a saint, her ability to see through others' lies had become almost instinctive, so she could sense it from Kletina's words—
What she said was true.
The devil's words cannot be taken literally. Clearly, Mino, whom Klettana speaks of, is undergoing a different kind of torture in a literal sense!
Mino's body has likely been ravaged inch by inch by his opponent! He's been scorched by unbearable flames! He's been tormented by hunger and cold, to the point that he can no longer even eat his favorite rye bread!
The worst-case scenario... is that these demons have begun to subject Mino to the most unbearable soul-searching torture!
Anger surged in her icy eyes, but Lena's heart remained as cold as ice. The next moment, her cross-shaped longsword was drawn amidst the wind and snow!
The sky suddenly darkened, even the bright moonlight became murky. The demon in the arena chuckled and turned into a shadow, entangled with terrifying and solid sword energy.
In the sky, sword energies vanished silently and eerily, like snow melting away... In the darkness, there seemed to be an invisible serpent devouring the sword energies a hundred meters away. Then, the sword energies flew for dozens of meters before disappearing without a trace. Finally, the last sword energies were drawn from the sacred cross-shaped longsword, but they only stopped within ten meters.
The next instant, silence fell over the surroundings... Saintess Lena opened her icy eyes and sensed the presence of the Shadow Demon.