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Apophis understood, then tentatively asked, "So, what's next..."
boom!
The two sacred artifacts, Artotai and Apophis, were locked outside.
The two swordsmen stared at each other in bewilderment.
"Your master is truly a gentleman (pervert), Altotai," Apophis said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Heh, I think you're just old and naive, Apophis," Artotai immediately retorted.
"Who says standing in the light doesn't count as being a pervert?"
The old and new forces of the Holy and Demonic realms clashed, and sparks flew between them. Fortunately, Kletina's voice soon returned from outside the door: "Come in—"
The cell door opened again, and both of them instinctively looked at Mino on the floor.
Despite having just been told his measurements with disdain by two demons, Mino on the floor now looked refreshed, as if he had been fully restored by using a time-renewing potion.
"Then, Hero, what is the ultimate key?" At this point, Apophis could only use the words "ultimate key" to justify the seriousness of the interrogation.
It knew what it was asking, and Mino knew what it was going to say, but if you were to actually reveal the meaning of that key, then the human camp would start attacking you...
Apophis thought Mino was going to pull some tricks, but the other party quickly revealed three numbers, which relieved him.
—Anyway, we finally got the key.
What it didn't notice was behind it. After Kletina heard the three data points, she glanced down without making a sound, and then her expression softened slightly.
"Goo!"
The girl with twin ponytails and swirling demonic horns on her head stomped her pale feet, revealing a defeated expression, and muttered resentfully:
"Let me develop, and develop for a while longer..."
……
Watching the three demons, each with their own distinct thoughts, depart, Altotai turned to look at his master in the cell.
"My lord, the demons' infiltration of humanity is beyond our imagination."
"They've even figured out the details of that ultimate weapon! Doesn't that mean that demon has infiltrated the upper echelons of humanity and even climbed onto the Holy Round Table?!"
"Don't worry, Altottai is just a traitor. Such clumsy methods are not uncommon among the demons."
Mino collapsed onto the bed, limp and exhausted. Though still in pain, she said nonchalantly, "If the demon traitor really had that much power, they wouldn't need to torture this hero like me."
“But this time, the mole seems different… as if he has already gained access to our core secrets.” Altottai was still somewhat worried.
"Heh, Altottai, let me teach you a lesson." Mino shifted his position on the bed, propping up his back with a soft pillow, before slowly saying:
"Never underestimate the wisdom of my dearest friend, Prince Ota!"
"With his sharp eye and the assistance of the sacred Round Table, no traitor can escape his scrutiny!"
"Moreover, any mole will inevitably leave traces! The harm it poses to the kingdom is undeniable; given enough time, it will naturally slip up..."
With a confident tone, Mino revealed a flawless smile: "There can't possibly be a traitor whose contributions to humanity far outweigh his assistance to the demons, right? Would that still count as a traitor?"
“That’s true.” Altottai seemed to understand, finally stopping himself from dwelling on the question and instead asking:
"My lord, have you really handed over the final key?"
"Don't worry, Altotai, although I handed over the key, it won't affect anything... It's definitely not because I'm afraid of pain that I confessed," Mino said, feigning composure.
Altote nodded slightly: "So, you recruited her because of the female demon's measurements?"
"You bastard! How could you slander me with such blunt truths!" Mino's eyes widened as she hurriedly tried to defend herself:
"In the end, the ultimate key's function is only to 'paralyze' the God of All Weapons. As long as Pope Brad, as the pilot, adjusts his state, he will soon be able to suppress the emotional fluctuations of the artifact and free the God of All Weapons from paralysis. There will be no impact whatsoever!"
“That makes sense.” Altottai clearly understood that during the interrogation just now, they had created a rather subtle information gap with the demons.
Ultimately, the final weapon's backup plan is merely a precaution against unforeseen circumstances, at most temporarily rendering the God of All Weapons incapable of action.
"Only by quickly destroying the key linking techniques of the God of All Weapons after paralysis can it be completely dismantled and broken apart."
Mino felt increasingly at ease as she thought about this:
"As for completely destroying the God of All Weapons and causing all the sacred artifacts to suffer a backlash, that's even more difficult. That condition is something that neither humans nor demons can achieve unilaterally!"
"Oh? My lord, what are the conditions?" Altottai asked curiously. After all, it was not as deeply involved in the God of All Weapons' plans as Mino, and knew very little about some of the secrets.
Clearing her throat, Mino became even more smug:
"Only by simultaneously launching two powerful attacks, one imbued with holy power and the other with magical power, when the God of All Weapons is paralyzed can he be completely destroyed!"
"This is a design I invented specifically to prevent internal spies! What do you think? Isn't it brilliant?!"
No wonder Mino wasn't worried about the human camp's traitor earlier. Altotai realized that he had such a clever backup plan.
It's obvious that they've completely shut out outsiders.
"Therefore, even if the demons successfully use that key to paralyze the God of All Weapons, they will soon discover that they have no way to completely destroy it!"
The sword trembled with excitement, and Artotai finally understood what was happening:
"The God of All Weapons is a boss that is absolutely impossible to defeat on the first encounter!"
Humanity only needs the God of All Weapons to appear once, since Pope Brad is nearing his end, and humanity will be in a long period of vacancy for the Sacred Body of Weapons. Even if the demons find a loophole, we are not afraid.
“But, my lord,” Artotai said with some worry, recalling the legendary destructive power of the God of All Weapons, “now that the demons are determined to deal with the God of All Weapons, the people of the capital may very well be persecuted.”
“At that time… it will be time for the ultimate trump card to protect the capital to be used.” Looking at a patch of empty space in his field of vision, Mino’s eyes shone with a resolute light.
"What trump card?" Altottai asked, puzzled.
Mino said:
"—I (the hero)!"
Chapter 213 The Operation Begins, Extraordinary Name
The Demon Conference.
"So... this is the method used to deal with the God of All Weapons, Saintess Lena's measurements?"
Sitting in the second demon official's seat, Swell said with a slightly annoyed tone.
The incredible nature of this "knowledge" completely exceeded its imagination!
"Are you sure this isn't some mysterious number that the hero imagined before he was about to be beaten to death?"
“Swell, based on my understanding of the Holy Church system, this final key is indeed feasible.”
Apophis explained somewhat helplessly, "Logically, this code makes perfect sense."
"So, the question is, how do we deal with the God of All Weapons?" At the head of the table, Kletina steered the conversation back to the main topic, her gaze sweeping over the crowd:
"That monster might be difficult to destroy even if we combined all the power of all the demons."
“With this ultimate key, there’s no need for us to confront them head-on.” Swell, the demon strategist, quickly offered his insight:
"The key now is the authenticity of this key. We can't wait until the God of All Weapons appears on the first line of defense before trying this key... Otherwise, if the key is fake, we'll have completely lost any room for maneuver!!!"
"You mean we should wait in the capital until the God of All Weapons appears, and then immediately attempt to destroy him?" The experienced Apophis quickly understood Svir's meaning, and the demonic energy around him fluctuated violently a few times:
"That would be very risky!"
This time, unlike secretly breaking the dragon contracts near the capital, they will appear directly in the capital and face a righteous beating from all the top human forces!
"Relax, Apophis, it's not as dangerous as you think." Lines of formulas appeared on the pages of Swell's book, as if performing the most precise calculations:
"We just need to appear in the capital in a short time and try to implant the final key into the God of All Weapons to observe the opponent's true strength... This can be accomplished in a very short time. Even the human elites would not expect us to take such a bold step!"
“But such an ability…” Apophis hesitated.
If it's about reaching the capital in a short time, it can do that, but if it's about escaping unscathed from the encirclement of human elites, its spatial rifts alone are far from enough... Whether it's the brave Mino who could easily break through its spatial rifts before, or the holy archmage who is equally well-versed in the power of laws, they can both keep up with it.
The only great demon capable of completing the task described by Sver and escaping unscathed is likely the Shadow Fiend, known for its stealth and invisibility, and...
"I'll take charge of this operation."
The pitch-black book emitted a profound aura, and the book demon Swell spoke.
"Perfect timing, this is a good opportunity to understand Lady Astrid's current situation..."
……
This was the brightest and most glorious day in the capital of Kur.
The dark clouds that shrouded a corner of the capital seemed to have quietly disappeared from the capital because of the departing figure of the chief of the Round Tower, as if avoiding some possible conflict.
The Royal Capital Daily was flying around the streets and alleys like snowflakes. With the support of many nobles, rolls of newspapers from various publishing houses were being dumped on the tables of ordinary people.
The headline news, prominently displayed in black on a yellow background, caught everyone's eye with its dazzling presence.
Shocking! Nominees for the Greatest Noble of the Year Announced! Duke of Moss Selected! Votes Available! No Ads Throughout!
"Nani?!!"
Countless commoners who didn't pay much attention to the election process, or who cast their votes for their favorite nobles and then ignored it all, suddenly vomited up their breakfast and read the newspaper articles over and over again in disbelief.
Driven by the kingdom's high command, these newspapers went to great lengths to exaggerate, as long as the people believed that Duke Moss might really have changed for the better... even if there was only a tiny bit of belief, it would be considered a success!
As a result, all sorts of strange titles popped up, such as "#The Holy Church Turns Shit into Gold#", "#Duke Moss Turns from Evil to Good#", "#Duke Moss Hit His Head a Few Days Ago#", "#Duke Moss's Transmigration Theory#", "#This Villain Is Really Too Righteous!#", "#Three Years of Patience, All an Act, the Real Duke Moss of Light#", "#Ding! The Great Good Person System Has Awakened#", and "#Duke Moss's Path to Good Depravity#".
"Are you kidding me?!"
Many ordinary people who suffered as a result immediately threw the newspaper into the trash can:
"If Duke Moss is truly a good person, then Pope Brad must be an evil figure!!!"
However, it must be admitted that this major national news has suddenly filled the breakfast tables of all citizens of the capital.
Apart from a few ordinary people who were misled by Tonk's marketing tactics some time ago, the remaining ordinary people have basically had their perceptions refreshed by these newspapers. Even those who are stubborn have begun to waver under the influence of this propaganda that spreads like wildfire.
Could it be that this royal capital is finally about to be purified and see the blue sky again?!
A thriving atmosphere began to spread throughout the capital. Taverns were unusually crowded with customers even in broad daylight, and many shops offered their lowest discounts of the year, making things incredibly appealing.
but.
When this atmosphere is disrupted, the resulting emotional downturn can be unprecedented and profound...
"Hmph! Did you even ask me before planning such a despicable and shameless scheme!"