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"Because Prince Ota... is a hopeless, nerdy pervert obsessed with virtual projections!"
Chapter 390 The King of Decay (with a concept art of Fim)
"what?"
Kleidina was stunned.
Before his brain could process Mino's words, the brave man before him grew even more aggressive and self-righteous:
"What's wrong with liking a virtual singer? That perfectly exquisite girl image, those adorable outfits that no one in real life would ever wear for you, that beautiful, gentle, and moving singing voice... isn't it all worth liking?!"
Caught off guard by the aggressive questions, Kletina's mind went blank for a moment, and she instinctively replied:
"But she's virtual..."
"He knows!—He knows everything!!!"
Clenching his fist, Mino's tone became sorrowful and profound: "My dearest friend, of course, knows—that pitiful, hopeless, and forever unattainable love!"
"But it was precisely because of this that he embarked on that path of carnage with a clear understanding of the situation!"
“The songstress’s projection might be an illusion…” Gently pounding his chest, Mino let out a heartfelt cry on behalf of his dearest friend:
"But the 'love' for virtual singers is the most real thing!"
"As long as there is love, even a virtual singer is fine, right?!" Mino shouted hoarsely.
Kleiner's momentum gradually froze:
Even if you speak so loudly, there's still... something wrong with it, isn't there?
"That's not a problem!"
Mino waved his hand dismissively, then sighed softly and began to mutter to himself:
"My dear friend, burdened with heavy responsibilities, had long witnessed too many women vying for the throne and fighting against evil, and because of this... over the years, he had long lost interest in normal women, feeling only intense resistance and exhaustion... and it was at this time that his unique salvation appeared..."
With a stern gaze sweeping over the group of intimidated demons, Mino began to speak in a measured, dramatic voice:
"The songstresses of the borderlands, how beautiful and pure they are, without a trace of impure thoughts!"
At first, Prince Ota may have been attracted only by her image and deeds, but gradually, the vulnerability deep within his royal nature finally found a place to lean on.
"When he was overwhelmed by a mountain of official duties, when he was filled with anxiety and confusion, when he was in the midst of painful and helpless loneliness, it was she! With her gentle and beautiful singing voice, she saved him!!!"
"So what if the virtual singer can't reciprocate his love? So what if he's destined to never experience a complete love and marriage? So what if he has to face a tidal wave of accusations and insults?!"
Mino straightened his back and spoke with a firm and powerful tone:
"As long as there is love, nothing is a problem!"
"This is the real Otto; this is the most perverted...king in human history!"
The cell was completely silent.
a long time.
Kleinera's stiff expression finally returned. She rubbed her cheeks vigorously, feeling that Mino's words were inexplicably convincing. Now, even she was a little confused.
"Lady Cletina."
At this moment, Freer reported in a low voice:
"The blasphemy caused by the poison of depravity cannot be offset by false whiteness, so... what he said may be true."
Raising her head, and recalling the information that Prince Ota had once been obsessed with girl dolls and comics, Kletina finally began to believe it.
"Regardless, let's convene the Demon Alliance meeting as soon as possible." She made her decision.
"If it's true..."
A cold light flashed in her cherry-pink eyes:
"Even virtual projections must be completely destroyed—!"
……
border.
Dimensional City.
"The plan went very well... Prince Ota actually announced that he would make the songstress Cuiyin his queen!"
Upon receiving the intelligence from the capital, which had already spread throughout the entire country, the Black Knight Sir stood inside the tent, still looking somewhat incredulous... even though it was the result of his and His Highness's careful planning.
"And after the fourth anniversary concert of the songstress Cuiyin? It would have been one thing if that first prince hadn't secretly put his plan into action and kept the situation to a minimum, but he actually dared to add fuel to the fire at such a high-profile moment when he had already angered the public?"
Syl's eyes widened. He didn't need to imagine how many emotionally charged citizens would protest and clash in the capital at that time.
Following the concert, a violent upheaval, comparable to that of the night of the rebellion, is highly likely to erupt.
At that time, they wouldn't even need to do anything themselves or with His Highness the Prince to bring that incompetent king down from the throne.
“This was the inevitable choice.” Hearst, sitting on a chair piled high with scattered scraps of paper, raised his deep eyes:
"The fourth anniversary concert is the most important tour for Tsuiyin. Ota cannot cancel or postpone it. Only after that can he completely protect Tsuiyin in the palace and prevent her from being in any danger."
Hearst took the detailed intelligence handed to him by Sear, glanced at it, and chuckled softly:
"He managed to control those ministers and the most troublesome paladins so precisely. The Holy Church and the Round Tower were also sidelined, and the troublesome nobles were also subdued by Ota's subtle manipulation of their vital points... No wonder he is my foolish brother who is most suitable for the throne. When he is really serious, he is not soft-hearted at all."
"Now, no one can stop him. Heh, this is exactly what I wanted to see."
“Your Highness.” Sil paused, then suddenly realized something: “Could it be that all of this was part of your plan?”
"Ota used ruthless methods to suppress all opposition forces for a short time, but once the queen is established, the lingering rebellious intent will completely erupt and overthrow the king in one fell swoop."
Syl felt a chill run down his spine. This not only required the prince's planning, but also required Ota to truly withstand that immense pressure all by himself.
Otherwise, the combined resistance of his ministers and nobles alone would have been enough to thwart Ottana's plan to embarrass the kingdom and forcibly suppress his will.
"What do you think those spells planted within the Emerald Sound projection are for?" Hearst asked calmly.
"The seemingly ordinary projection contains countless corrupting spells, and it took the combined magic of the entire border demon race to condense that filthy and hidden shadow of decay."
"It will invisibly corrode Ota's mind during contact, making him obsessive and crazy only about the matter of Cuiyin... In return, he will have the most decisive execution."
Even after that, he would never be able to control the kingdom's inhabitants again.
Hearst tapped the table lightly, taking one last look at the songstress he had meticulously designed. Beneath that perfect smile lay nothing but a blatant falsehood.
"It'll be soon. Once the concert is over, Ota will take that irreversible step, and then everything will come to an end."
Stepping out of the tent and gazing towards the direction of the kingdom, Hearst seemed to see the end in sight.
"The capital has already fallen into Ota's control, and no one can stop him now."
"Stop that corrupt...king."
……
(Although there's no more Fim storyline coming up, here's a concept art of 'Fim - Human Disguise Form', Ciallo～(∠?ω<)⌒☆)
Chapter 391 Corrupting Authority, Desecrating Execution
Demon City.
The Demon Conference.
"So, that Prince Ota really is a perverted fanatic who can't distinguish between virtual and reality and only knows how to make noises while projecting the songstress?"
At the long table, the demonic sword Apophis trembled with demonic energy, making him feel somewhat out of touch with the times.
The young king these days is really playing hard to get—
"Based on the information provided by the Mino Warrior, that should be the case." From his seat in the fourth demon's lair, Freer nodded somewhat helplessly.
“Mino and Prince Ota are close friends. He clearly has the most genuine understanding of Ota, which doesn’t seem fake.”
Beside the scribe, the demon strategist Swell slowly began to turn the pages:
"From a certain perspective, this is indeed possible. After all, Ota's previous fondness for dolls and comics has been passed down through generations. It's understandable that the king has an aesthetic sense that is incomprehensible to ordinary people."
"And you may not know this, but according to my latest research, that songstress is not just a simple projection. She also possesses a conversational ability similar to computation and logical links. For humans who are into that kind of thing, she might actually arouse their infatuation and love."
As he spoke, Swell paused slightly, then his tone shifted to one of surprise:
"No, perhaps there's no need to distinguish between truth and falsehood anymore. Just now, the kingdom's proclamation spread throughout the human world with overwhelming force."
"Ota has announced that he will make the songstress Cuiyin his queen!"
"What?" Freer spread his dark wings in surprise, not expecting the other party to act so quickly: "That king, is he really going to make such a laughable decision? It's truly incomprehensible."
"It seems that the information about the Mino Warrior was indeed true."
Swell was startled, and suddenly understood something:
"That explains everything... Why is it that just when rumors were circulating in the capital that Ota was going to make a queen, the border songstress's tour was held in the capital for the first time!"
"This is clearly a smokescreen set up by Ota to welcome the Queen into the capital! — Long before we received the intelligence, he had already kept the songstress Cuiyin under strict protection within the palace."
"Lady Kletina, the situation may be more complicated than we imagined... That songstress whom the king was willing to establish even if it meant being ridiculed might become the next spear aimed at us!"
The pages of the book kept turning; the move by the human king had truly taken it by surprise.
"Then the assassination of the songstress is imperative."
"Our only remaining chance is to assassinate her on the day of the songstress's concert! Otherwise, once Ota puts her in the palace, we will have no chance to intervene."
“However, the capital is in great danger right now.” Kleinna shook her head.
"After the battle to defend the capital, we left too many traces of magic in and around the capital. Learning from this experience, Ota will definitely intercept these traces of magic and use the Sacred Round Table to monitor and scan them."
"Even for me, it would be difficult to infiltrate the capital under such circumstances."
This is also why the sabotage operations within the kingdom have slowed down. Even though the songstress of the Emerald Melody was not in sensitive places like the palace, the cathedral, or the round tower, after her previous appearance, these great demons could no longer hide their figures for a short period of time, so the assassination operation was no different from a direct confrontation.
"Unfortunately... if it were Astrid, who is in the capital, she would probably be the most suitable person for this mission, but she is currently under serious suspicion by humans, so we must not take this risk."
Klaitina was somewhat disappointed:
"We've also lost all means of contacting her. Forget about assigning tasks, we don't even have the chance to find out about her situation."
Seeing the worry in Kleidina's words, Swell comforted her: