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Clearly, the brave Mino was willing to give up for free because of a strong sense of self-confidence!
He believed that His Highness Ota Kur, the pillar of the Kingdom of Kur, would not be discouraged in the slightest, even if his spirit suffered an extreme blow!
No reason is needed, but if I had to say why: Ota is Mino's best friend! It's that simple.
For a moment, Kletina was deeply shaken... Are the bonds between humans really that deep?
She felt that she had underestimated human resilience.
Mino stared at the system's rewards, feeling extremely confident.
Once the seal on the Holy Sword is broken, he can easily sever the demonic power imprisoning his body. Combined with returning to his peak condition, he could kill the Demon King's Castle seven times over!
In this way, revealing information about Ota is entirely within acceptable limits.
but……
Mino frowned immediately. After all, this involved Prince Ota's fatal weakness. Even the best-laid plans could have a flaw. What if, one day in the great war, the demons actually succeeded...?
At this moment, Kletina looked at Mino with a complicated expression and asked:
"I understand your thinking. In that case, I only have one question:"
"What is the most unforgettable thing for King Kur II?"
Mino's mind raced.
Soon, an idea struck him... It was something unforgettable. Kletina had been careless, actually asking such an ambiguous question.
The demons wanted to inflict a deep wound on the prince's spirit, so they wanted to know what Prince Ota valued most and then destroy it. But things that are deeply etched in one's memory are different; they could be good or bad!
He said something a prince hates so much he can't forget it, wouldn't that cause your relationship to fall apart?!
Does such a thing really exist?
Yes! Yes, yes!
Mino quickly recalled it.
It was a sunny afternoon.
The prince summoned Mino to the palace and rewarded him for his contributions during this period.
“Brave Mino, your achievements have earned the admiration and respect of the kingdom’s people. On behalf of the Kingdom of Kur, I thank you for your heroic performance.”
“Serve the kingdom!” Mino declared firmly.
Ota Kur gave a helpless smile: "Mino, you're still so serious... Come, sit down. This is my private study. You don't need to be so formal."
Mino nodded slightly, her eyes curiously scanning her surroundings, when suddenly a look of confusion appeared on her face.
"Ota...that's?"
Following Mino's gaze, Ota's expression stiffened slightly, and he said somewhat awkwardly, "Oh, oh, you mean that? It's just a doll."
“I know… but…” Mino looked at the rows of exquisite miniature clay figurines displayed in the cabinet on the wall; they were all dressed in revealing outfits as young girls.
As far as he knew, these were miniature dolls that only the Earth Demons of the borderlands could create using magic.
Otta was sweating profusely and forgot to hide the rows of collectibles, but soon, his eyes lit up and he thought of a reason.
“Mino! You’ve misunderstood!” he said sincerely. “I placed the doll in the study to remind myself that I must exterminate every last one of these demons from our lands!!!”
"For this reason, I am willing to spend my days and nights with these dolls!"
Mino was startled; he believed it.
That's right. As a prince of the Kingdom of Kur, how could Ota Kur possibly buy so many dolls just because he likes them or is obsessed with these cool girl models?
He's attached to appearances!
Judging from Prince Ota's unwavering and persistent gaze as he stared at these dolls, these things were absolutely irreplaceable in his eyes!
"For Ota, the most unforgettable thing is the earth demon doll hidden in the study! There's no mistake!"
he shouted.
“Earth Demon Dolls?” Kletina was taken aback. “Impossible. That’s His Highness the Prince of the Kingdom. How could he be interested in those little trinkets of the Earth Demon race?”
“Superficial!!!” Mino suddenly stood up, heartbroken.
"What's wrong with men being obsessed with SeSe dolls?!"
"It was precisely because he was a prince of the Kingdom of Kur that he was so enamored with those smooth-skinned, scantily clad dolls. Having seen so many, only those pure and innocent dolls could bring solace to his lonely soul! Nothing else could replace them."
"Even his most beloved younger sister, the second princess, the pure and lovely Princess Kalia, must step back!"
Mino lowered his head, looking at Kletina beneath him, who was completely fooled by his ramblings, and became even more smug. He pressed on, saying:
"In short, Ota Kur is a hopeless pervert obsessed with dolls!"
In her heart, Mino gave herself a thumbs up.
Prince Ota, I've kept your secret, buddy!!!
Chapter 4 Your Highness, Prince Ota is just having a minor episode.
……
Kleidina left, looking somewhat dazed.
Although this interrogation yielded important information, I also felt like I lost something on the spot...
With her eyes regaining their sparkle, Kletina clenched her fist. No matter what, she had to use this intelligence to conquer the human camp.
She gently shimmered into a deep shadow, seeping into the cracks of the bluestone slabs, and went directly to the underground core of the Demon King's castle.
The magnificent, spacious hall was illuminated by clusters of eerie white will-o'-the-wisps, and at its center stood a towering throne crafted from silver thorns and a pale white skeleton.
Beneath the steps of the throne, at the side of the bronze-colored long table, Kleidina's figure intertwined and took shape.
"Demon Conference, activate!"
Her voice echoed throughout the hall, then ripples appeared from clusters of will-o'-the-wisps, and finally, one of the will-o'-the-wisps suddenly shone brightly, as if it had gained some sentience, and floated down onto the seat opposite Kletina.
“Secretary Kleidina, the Second Demon Svir responds to your summons.” A delicate, gentle voice came from the will-o’-the-wisp.
"You seem to be recovering quite well," Kleinna said with a slight smile, her eyebrows curving upwards.
"Second Demon Official, Demon Strategist, Swell."
"Please forgive me for not being able to attend in person. The other demons are more seriously injured than I am and are not yet able to respond to your summons," Svir said politely.
"Is there some kind of emergency, Clerk Kleitina?"
Kleidina nodded. "I extracted important information from the hero Mino, which is a good opportunity for us to make our move."
"In the study of Prince Kur II, there are extremely rare dolls of young girls. For that Prince Ota, they are the most important things to him and the pillar of his soul."
"I need you to find a way to destroy those girl dolls. That will definitely strike at King Kur II and shake the operation of the human kingdom."
Swell's puzzled voice came through: "Ota Kur? He actually likes those kinds of dolls. This doesn't match my intelligence..."
Kleidina tapped her pale fingers lightly on the table and asked, "What's your intelligence?"
Swell patiently explained, "Based on the performance of the royal city, Ota Kur is definitely a wise, calm, and extremely self-controlled monarch."
"I've even heard that he absolutely hates anything or any product related to demons..."
"Is that so?" Kleinna immediately became suspicious. Could it be that Mino had lied about something?
Just as she was about to recall it carefully.
"Wait, I see!" On the other end of the will-o'-the-wisp, Swell suddenly raised his head. Could it be... that's how it is? That makes sense!
"That prince must have deliberately leaked that information to conceal his preferences and vulnerabilities! Kletina, this is extremely crucial intelligence!!!"
Swell exclaimed in admiration, "By weaving seemingly true rumors, making the world believe that it is Prince Ota's true thought, he can protect his beloved girl doll!"
"As expected of the next king of the Kingdom of Kur, he already possesses wisdom no less than yours or mine!!!"
"Uh... I see." Kletina nodded, accepting the explanation.
"So, do you have a way to destroy those dolls, Swell?"
"The capital of Kur is heavily guarded, so it would be difficult to carry out an assassination mission. But if they are just some inanimate objects with magical properties... then it's no problem."
A detailed plan gradually took shape in Swell's mind, and his voice rang with anticipation.
“Well then, I look forward to your good news—” Kleinna smiled.
She couldn't wait to let Mino know just how destructive the information he had given her for free would be.
Such an outcome must have caused him immense pain...
……
The Royal Palace of the Kingdom of Kur.
night.
In the tranquil courtyard, the pure white moonlight spills down like transparent silk, falling on the neatly trimmed flowerbeds, and condensing into pure dewdrops on each plump and delicate petal.
On the road bathed in silvery moonlight, a young girl with a long, flowing white dress strolled along.
A lingering worry hung on the girl's delicate face, her emerald green eyes shone brightly, and her innocent face exuded a noble air, making her as endearing as a deer in the forest.
She is the jewel of the kingdom, the second princess, Prince Ota's sister, Princess Kalia.
“Sigh…” Suddenly, Kalia sighed softly.
The soft sigh faded into the night sky with the wind, echoing under the moonlight.
Kalia gently stroked the dew-kissed petals with her fingers, tilting her fair neck back and gazing into the far, far distance...
The head maid, her skirt trailing behind her, knew who Princess Kalia was thinking of—the valiant warrior who had fought so bravely, now separated from Princess Kalia by distance… This inevitably evoked a poignant love story.
"Mino—"
Kalia spoke with longing in her voice, but then a blush crept across her face, and she shamelessly added two more words: "Brother Mino..."
"Why, why do you have to work so hard... idiot... so many people are waiting for you... waiting for you to come back... me too."
With a misty haze rising in her eyes, Kalia stood motionless for a long time before finally offering a prayer to the moonlight.
Her hands, clad in silk gloves, came together, the sheer silk outlining the contours of her long, slender fingers. Kalia's fair, rosy fingertips tightened slightly.