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Shana braced herself, knowing this was a battle of willpower. She took another shaky step, a sense of despair creeping into her heart: "It's impossible. We've walked so far and haven't seen any food. How could this be..."
Suddenly, Shana stopped in her tracks.
Shana's vision kept shifting between blurry and clear, making her think she was hallucinating. She couldn't help but rub her eyes and look ahead at the road in disbelief.
"What's wrong, my lord? Are you alright?"
Darkfrey looked at his waist, puzzled. He tried with difficulty to turn the blade, but it was now just a powerless longsword, and he couldn't see the scene in front of Shana at all.
"There are...there are berries..."
Shana swallowed hard, her voice gradually turning into tears of joy: "Food has really appeared, Darkfrey!"
"That's wonderful!" Darkfrey, who couldn't quite grasp the situation, jumped up with joy, then became somewhat suspicious: "But...didn't all the berries that grew before turn to ash? How come they've all turned to ash here..."
“It’s not a grown berry.” Shana took steps forward with a sense of pilgrimage, her voice filled with excitement:
"It's a fruit basket!"
"Right in the middle of the road, there's a basket full of berries!!!"
"Eh?"
Darkfrey froze at his waist.
The owner, having lost his mind, rushed to the fruit basket, his eyes lighting up as he looked at the bright red berries.
"Wait, wait a minute, my lord! Something's not right here! This is clearly a demon trap!" Darkfri trembled violently.
"Where did these berries come from on the street?! A fruit basket, no less!!! This is clearly an insult to our intelligence!!!"
"My lord, we must not fall for this trap!!!"
Smack smack—
Juice dripped from the corner of her mouth, and she held a half-eaten berry in one hand. Like a hamster, Shana mumbled indistinctly, "What did you say... Darkfrey?"
"How could you just start eating it without any hesitation?!"
Darkfrey exclaimed in shock.
"Don't worry." Shana quickly wiped the juice from the corner of her mouth and stood up, regaining her chuunibyou spirit: "Don't underestimate humans from the family of heroes, Darkfrey."
“From childhood, my brother and I underwent special training in toxin tolerance. As long as too many toxins don’t accumulate at once, my body will not suffer any damage.”
"Phew... why didn't you say so earlier? I'm relieved now." Darkfrey, who had been pulled out by Shana to pose for photos, breathed a sigh of relief and looked down with a smile:
"It seems, my lord, you still have some basic wariness..."
My gaze fell upon the empty fruit basket.
"You ate it all?! If it were truly poisonous, even the Poison Hero would have died hundreds of times over!!!"
"Don't worry about the details." Shana coughed lightly, looking towards the distance, the energy returning to her once-fiery red eyes.
"In just one more day, we will be able to traverse the Path of the Hero and reach the Death Forest, which is less than a hundred miles from the Demon King's Castle! This is a legend that even my elder brother could not achieve!"
"Since things have come to this point, let's kill the Demon King while we're at it, and then rescue Mino."
"Don't talk about the Demon King like he's some cheap freebie! You'll really die if you do that!"
The Demon King's castle must have already detected our movements, my lord. Are you prepared to deal with the demon siege?
"Anyway, I can just wipe them all out with one strike, right?"
"You'd better be able to do that!!!"
The light representing the hero accelerated its journey towards the end of the Hero's Path...
The Forest of Death, the exit of the Path of the Warrior.
"As expected of the Sin Hero, comparable to Minotaur. The traps I meticulously designed, such as the Poison Berries, the Flash Mirror, and the Gunpowder Trap... The chimera I went to check on this morning was dead for some reason, but even if it were still alive, it probably wouldn't be of much use."
"These traps I meticulously designed didn't hinder her progress in the slightest, as if they hadn't worked at all..."
Swell murmured softly:
"At this rate, the hero Shana could really complete the Path of the Hero within three days. This is far more terrifying than the Sword Hero of a thousand years ago—"
Quietly guarding the exit, with a magnificent treasure chest beside him, Swell floated calmly in the air, showing no sign of panic.
"So, underhanded tactics really can't defeat humans favored by the goddess? If that's the case, then we have no choice but to use this last trump card."
With a thought, Swell gently opened the treasure chest beside him, and addressed the white "book ash" inside with utmost respect:
"It's your turn to appear, my great-grandfather—"
Chapter 329: Torturing the Hero Mino! (Seeking monthly votes)
"The Book Demon Clan has waited for this day for far too long..."
Before the Path of the Warrior, Swell remarked with some emotion:
"Your long-cherished wish will be fulfilled today: to completely erase from the world the humiliation of the Demon King being defeated by the Sword Hero a thousand years ago, and to make this path of the hero a dead end that leads only to death."
"It is time to restore the glory of the Book Demon Clan, Great-Grandfather!"
His tone gradually rose, and even Swell was somewhat excited and trembling as he faced this historic moment that was about to be created. A wisp of the power of knowledge condensed in his body and fell into the white book dust in the treasure chest.
Like winding up a robot, this is a necessary step to activate the Book Demon Remains.
Once the instructions within the ashes are activated, the box of wreckage will become a relentlessly functioning monster before its energy runs out.
It's like an unstoppable dump truck suddenly appearing on the straight, one-way path of the hero; even a hero capable of wielding holy power can only be plunged into the abyss.
"open--!!!"
A passionate voice echoed through the dense forest. Inside the treasure chest, the pure white book ash suddenly trembled, and then... it emitted an unprecedentedly rich milky fragrance.
The familiar scent, which had been present for nearly a thousand years, seeped into the pages, causing the book itself to freeze in mid-air.
"Great-grandfather?"
It flipped through the pages in disbelief, looking at a box of lifeless book dust that was nothing like the monster it had imagined. The magic holding the treasure chest faltered, and the chest fell onto the soft, grassy ground, sinking deep into the earth.
Swell grew anxious and began shouting at the treasure chest filled with book dust:
"Move! Great-grandfather, why aren't you moving?!"
"This shouldn't be happening! The instructions you wrote on your will before you died were precisely to expel the heroes from the Path of the Hero! Now that the heroes are almost at the end, you should have activated them by now! Why, why is this happening?!"
The situation before him was beyond Swell's expectations. Incredibly, it activated the power of knowledge, sweeping the entire box of ashes inside and out.
The pages of the book trembled violently: "How...is this possible?!"
Swell took a few steps back, staring in horror at the box of ashes in front of him—no, it could no longer be called ashes.
Based on the scanning of knowledge authority:
This box of white powder is actually 100% milk powder!!!
"Great-grandfather?!"
Swell's tone was full of disbelief:
"—Could it be that your true wish before you died... was to become the Demon King's milk powder?!"
……
The Kingdom of Kur.
King's capital.
The Frost Dragon King Callest had already left with a line of ice dragons after the Mihe Pact began to spread, intending to disseminate the remaining Mihe Pacts to every tribe's territory on the continent.
A day later, the preview of the hero Mino's roundtable live broadcast, driven by the kingdom, swept across the entire border, completely suppressing those malicious voices.
Is Mino Rayquaza, the Hero of Light, truly the most outstanding hero in human history, or the culprit who led the human kingdom into the abyss? Only the eyes of all will judge.
"Is everything ready for tomorrow's national live broadcast, Tus?"
In the study, Otta asked the minister beside him.
"Yes, Your Highness, the projection channel has been tested and calibrated. Tomorrow's live broadcast will be clearly transmitted to the crystal squares in every city of the kingdom without any problems."
At the desk, Minister Tus and Commander Erwin knelt on one knee, with Tus, who was on the left, bowing his head as he reported.
With the kingdom's full support, all citizens will spontaneously gather in nearby cities on that day to watch live footage of the hero Mino: this has become the most important thing for the citizens, something they must witness with their own eyes!
"Alright, tomorrow at noon, I will activate the Sacred Round Table in front of the entire nation!"
Otto stood up and took a deep breath:
"At that moment, we will see again my dear friend... in a pitiful state that is no longer human."
"Five months have passed since Mino was captured and taken to the Demon King's Castle. He has endured countless tortures and faced both physical and mental torment. He may have already become a mindless walking corpse."
Clutching his heart, Ota's face showed intense self-reproach:
“I should have done this a long time ago, but I’ve been running away from it all this time. Until today, we must take action and vindicate Mino!”
“Your Highness,” Tus looked up, his face showing concern.
"The manipulators of public opinion seem to have seen through the kingdom's intentions. These days, they have been sparing no effort to incite hatred towards Mino the Hero and Shana the Hero. If this live broadcast does not go smoothly, I'm afraid an anti-hero wave will sweep across the country... This period is too sensitive."
Ota knew what Tus was worried about. The famine across the country had reached an irreversible point. If the people's mentality could not be reversed and the turmoil on the borders could not be stabilized during this live broadcast, then under the pressure of internal and external troubles, humanity would be only one step away from extinction.
however.
"We can no longer place our hopes on goddesses high in the heavens, or on illusory miracles..."
Ota murmured to himself, turning away from the window and lowering his regal gaze:
"From beginning to end, there has only been one person we could trust, and there has never been only one!!!"
At the desk, as they met Prince Ota's unwavering and confident gaze, Tus and Erwin both shuddered.
Prince Ota's words echoed in the study for a long time.
"Trust Mino!"
"He will be the key to turning everything around—!!!"
……
"As it turns out, that Sinful Hero is far more threatening than the Sword Hero of a thousand years ago. She will indeed cross the Path of the Hero in three days with incredible speed."