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Chapter 339 Recognizing Yong as Father
"I am being tortured..."
A chilling voice emanated from the projection, enveloping the area in front of the Royal Capital Square.
The fog projected onto the round table seemed to connect to a certain reality, carrying an incredibly vibrant atmosphere, letting people know that it was by no means a mirage or a reflection in a mirror: but a real event, a truth without the slightest concealment.
As that familiar yet unfamiliar face came into view, the sound of breathing in the room momentarily stopped.
"That's... the Mino Warrior?"
Too much time has passed, and people's memories of Mino have become blurred.
Their memories remain of the sunny, resolute face on that bulletin board, the figure in magnificent armor wielding a radiant holy sword before the expedition, and the name that silently guarded the territory on the sacred Minoan border, appearing only in eulogistic announcements and legends.
But no matter which impression you have, it doesn't match the miserable human being in prison clothes, barely recognizable as human... at all.
The menacing rose thorns were pierced into his flesh, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.
Those bloodshot eyes and ferocious face seemed to be fighting against something, a suppressed groan of pain squeezed out of his throat, and his body trembled slightly. The stimulation from his blood vessels and even his nerves seemed to be putting extreme pressure on the human being who was on the verge of his limit.
In the next moment, his pride and dignity as a warrior will be completely stripped away.
Judging from that sparse, almost numb tone...
This kind of interrogation is not the first time.
The projection of the round table froze in the sky above the entire kingdom.
The public's minds went blank.
Whether they are loyal fans of the US or depraved haters, no one ever imagined that they would see such a scene before their eyes.
But in reality, this is the normal style of a human hero imprisoned deep in the Demon King's castle.
But why were they so shocked and unable to accept this scene after it appeared?
"Is that the legendary traitorous hero who has sided with the demons, enjoying delicious food, comfortable accommodations, and the gentle service of demons every day... Mino?"
The voices in the crowd began to tremble.
Countless citizens across the country imprinted this moment in their hearts, as if the impact struck their very souls.
The incredibly direct and shocking round table projection made these citizens realize their own ignorance for the first time.
"That's the torture method used by the Rose Shadow Demon!"
Around the plaza, the paladin responsible for maintaining order trembled as he spoke; he was a survivor who had witnessed the terrifying power of the Rose Shadow Demon firsthand.
"Those roses and thorns not only inflict physical torture, but most terrifyingly, the first-level demonic 'neurotoxin' can directly penetrate the human brain, bringing extreme sensations that even the nerves cannot withstand...!"
"The Mino Warrior is likely currently enduring unbearable, excruciating pain, akin to being torn to pieces!"
"Those despicable demons, how could they use such inhumane and cruel methods to torture the Mino Warrior!!!"
"This is a disgrace! A disgrace to all humanity!!!"
The crowd erupted in a violent uproar.
Looking at Mino's flushed face in the projection, his eyes widened in unimaginable horror.
It wasn't until they heard the guard's description that they realized that the torture, which appeared to be extremely painful on the surface, had actually exceeded the limits that any ordinary human being could endure.
Rather, it is the intense stimulation that oppresses the nerves, which even the most resolute warrior cannot withstand!
Despite such torture, their hero was still able to stand there, gripping his sword tightly?!
What incredible willpower and endurance!
"We were wrong, we were all wrong!!!"
In the square, with a thud, the white-haired old man, tears streaming down his face, collapsed to the ground.
“Brave Mino, no, Lord Mino, we actually threw so much baseless accusation at him! We actually did such a foolish and unforgivable thing… I should have known! He is a great man who would never betray humanity!”
The elderly man, tears streaming down his face, collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed with self-reproach, letting out sobs of self-reproach.
"After all, he—after all, he once helped me cross the street, a truly great hero!!!"
The flames of righteous indignation had already been poured over the crowd like ice water the moment the projection appeared. They were suddenly filled with remorse, their eyes brimming with deep regret and clarity.
"I remember now, I remember everything! Speaking of which... Mino the Hero helped me up too!"
"So, my mother also..."
"My sister too!"
"—He helped my whole family!!!"
The crowd was overcome with emotion, and countless people shed tears of self-reproach and anguish.
"The Mino Warrior would never betray humanity!!!"
……
A silent stillness flowed over the dim, massive magic array.
Their terrified gazes fell upon the monster at the center of the magic circle.
These dark magicians are clearly the terrifying beings that both humans and demons fear and dread.
But the mere presence of that wounded human in the room made their filthy blood tremble and freeze!
That wasn't a monster, but something far more terrifying... a hero.
Mino ignored the suspicious and probing gazes around him, bent down, and touched the little head that was whimpering on the altar.
"Sorry, I'm late."
The little guy with black hair and black eyes instinctively shrank back, but after sensing the familiar warmth coming from above his head, he raised his head with teary eyes and finally saw Mino's warm face.
The tears paused for a moment.
But then, it started flowing even more vigorously.
"Awoo... Waaaaaah...! Waaaaah...!"
Mia suddenly threw herself into Mino's arms, and tears of sadness burst forth. Large teardrops slid down her tender face one after another, accompanied by heartbreaking, hoarse sobs.
Mino gently picked up Mia from the altar, tenderly stroking her small back, trying to calm the little one down:
"It's okay, it's okay."
The crying gradually grew louder in the warm embrace, even more intense than the crying on the day in the Demon King's castle. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, but there was no sign of her stopping.
"Don't cry... Baba will take you home, okay?"
This time, the crying finally subsided.
The sobs gradually subsided and faded beneath the sky, the fear and grievances being smoothed out little by little by the warmth in the tone of voice.
The little head, buried against my chest, lifted up, looking at me with teary eyes, her voice soft and sweet, like a tiny marshmallow:
"Bang... bang...?"
Mino stroked Mia's soft black hair, gently pinched her little nose, and gave a helpless smile:
"You despicable little devil, you're even yelling 'baba' just to get home? I just can't do anything with you..."
After the torrential rain, the clouds thinned out, and the bright, warm sun opened a corner of the Demon Realm, letting its dazzling rays pour down.
A magnificent rainbow spans the border between the Demon Realm and the Kingdom.
"In that case, I'll agree."
Chapter 340 Killing Three People in Ten Steps
"Baba..."
The pain and fear receded from the little devil's heart like the tide.
Exhausted from crying, Mia's eyelids drooped, and she clung tightly to Mino's clothes, falling into a deep sleep like a koala.
She has experienced far too much today, far exceeding the energy that a young child could sustain.
Mino gently held her with his left arm, but his right hand gradually tightened its grip on the longsword.
Today's experience has been dramatic enough for this little guy.
But for Mino, the really tough stuff... has only just begun.
"He is no longer a hero! His power is still sealed!!!"
A terrified scream came from a dark mage in the distance: "Otherwise, we would all be dead in that instant!"
As time passed, the intense fear these dark sorcerers felt towards the "strongest human hero" gradually faded, replaced by a strong will to survive and a surge of malice beneath the chilling aura.
"—We can't let him live!!!"
After all, they were seasoned dark mages trained by Lak for many years, each one comparable to an elite knight, and their eyes quickly filled with murderous intent.
Right now, they're not just doing what the Chief is supposed to do; they're doing it out of fear! An extreme fear of death!
If we don't eliminate these terrifying warriors in this land today, none of them will be able to continue hiding in this demonic realm with peace of mind.
The terrified scream awakened all the dark mages, who gripped their staffs tightly and reached a consensus.
Mino must die!
"Oh no, my lord..."
In his mind, Artotai's voice quietly resounded:
"Although my holy power, which had been drained to the point of depletion, has begun to recover little by little after I left the Demon King's castle, it will still take time."
"The power within the Holy Sword is currently insufficient to break the seal and restrictions placed upon your body by the demon."
Mino sensed the increasingly dense magical aura around him and knew that the situation was quite dire.
These magic traffickers are clearly a powerful and organized reactionary group with a well-planned and capable operation. Every black mage's techniques and postures are extremely skilled, and one can even vaguely see the demeanor of his soulmate, Chief Lak, in these mages.
Mino's heart sank to the bottom.
These dark magicians have all cultivated their magic to a remarkably refined level, far surpassing ordinary third-rate magicians.