Torture the hero, why has the Demon King's castle collapsed again?

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The most troublesome and terrifying existence among them, like a bomb loaded with gunpowder, lies quietly in the Demon King's castle prison, yet no one knows when it will erupt again.

"The interrogation of the hero Mino has failed for the first time; it seems the subsequent interrogations will only become more difficult—"

Looking up at the dark clouds overhead, Swell felt as if a layer of gloom had risen from the pages of the book.

Suddenly, a strange male voice rang out in the air.

"I've never seen such a strong sense of frustration on you before, our strategist... How about it, do you need me to prepare something to relieve your anxiety? Don't worry, it's absolutely safe and harmless—"

A surge of demonic energy swept across the pages of the book, as if carrying some special power, making the demonic energy in my body flow more smoothly.

The creases on Swell's pages seemed to be smoothed out in an instant, his thoughts became much clearer, and he looked up at the sky as if sensing something, his tone carrying a hint of surprise:

"Have your injuries finally healed, Fourth Demon Lord?"

The dark sky looked like it was drizzling, with countless dense black feathers falling from the sky.

A sinister demonic aura enveloped the top of the Demon King's castle, carrying the aura of a great demon. A slightly pleased male voice said casually:

"There's nothing we can do. After all, that hero was the one who hit me the hardest back then... Those infected with the plague cannot heal themselves. In a way, he was indeed a man with terrifying combat instincts."

Even when facing death, my first thought is to leave the demons with a considerable amount of trouble.

"Fortunately, there's no need to worry anymore, Swell... Leave the rest of the task to me."

Endless black feathers drifted in the air, the clouds briefly parted, allowing the cool moonlight to fall and sprinkle on the jet-black, glossy wings. The silvery light reflected the demonic shadow in mid-air, yet inexplicably brought out a touch of holiness.

As the pages of the book gradually relaxed, the pressure in my heart instantly eased considerably.

This is not only because the awakening of yet another great demon has greatly strengthened the Demon King's castle's fighting power.

Furthermore, the demon that has awakened is the great demon they need most right now.

Among the nine great demons, he ranks fourth, in charge of interrogation and torture...

"The Fourth Demon Official, the Torture Officer."

As the humanoid creature with jet-black wings slowly descended from the sky, Svir gave a slight bow: "On behalf of all the demons, I welcome your return."

"—The Angel of Plague, Your Excellency Freer."

Chapter 363 Why not ask the amazing goddess?

Moonlight poured down, falling on the figure with wings on its back.

Above their heads, a pale black halo floated slowly.

Below the halo was a delicate, smooth face with porcelain-like skin. He wore a jet-black ceremonial robe that differed from the pure white attire of the priests. Ignoring his full, black wings, the Fourth Demon, Freyr, looked exactly like a human with a somewhat frail demeanor.

But Swell knew that anyone blinded by that angelic appearance would pay a heavy price.

"I'm glad I'm not the last of the demon officials to awaken."

With a few flaps of his wings in mid-air, Freer landed atop the Demon King's castle, hooking his arms and legs around the spire, and gave Svir a faint smile:

"After all, missing the chance to witness the gradual collapse of the human kingdom would be a great regret for me."

Swell paused for a moment, preparing to brief Freer on the current progress:

"In fact, Your Excellency Freer, our situation is not optimistic, actually..."

“I know, our strategist.” Freer smiled easily, seemingly already guessing what was going on.

He adjusted the dark halo above his head, as if trying to straighten it, and calmly looked at Swell, a knowing glint in his eyes:

“I understand. Things are not so easy. Capturing the hero Mino alive and taking him to the Demon King’s castle is just the most difficult step in the plan to gradually devour the human kingdom… But after all, what you have been missing for the past five months is me, the most indispensable interrogation officer. The development of things is obvious.”

Patting his chest, Freer appeared somewhat smug, having already seen through the truth:

"I imagine you've encountered one failure after another in your attempts to interrogate that Hero of Light all this time!!!"

“This…” Swell was stunned.

Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted again by Freer.

"No need to say anything more!" Freer waved his hand, his eyes gradually turning serious. "I understand."

"We all know how resolute, upright, and indomitable that strongest warrior in human history was. Getting solid information out of him is no easy task... Heh, this is just too exciting—"

With a few feathers fluttering excitedly from its wings, Freer said, somewhat eager to try:

"As the interrogator of the Fourth Demon Official, I haven't met anyone worthy of my incredibly sharp interrogation methods in a long time. He's truly a tough guy!"

"It's been so long since I've felt this sense of worthy opponents!"

Raising his head high, Freer's eyes revealed a hint of intoxication:

"I'm sure that the resolute and indomitable hero of light will give me a completely different experience of torture!"

“Well, actually, Your Excellency Freer—”

Somewhat hesitantly, Swell tried to correct Freer's misconception, explaining, "Torture of the hero Mino isn't such a simple matter, he..."

"Don't worry, Swell, none of this matters!"

Freer stood up from the top of the tower, opened his arms as if to embrace the moon in the sky:

"No matter how stubborn or unyielding that hero is, it doesn't matter... As long as he encounters me, I will definitely extract the information we need from his mouth and make him completely disqualified as a hero!"

With a confident smile, Freer lowered his head and looked at Swell:

"I'll take on this toughest challenge, our strategist!"

Freer's tone was full of confidence.

Wings surrounded him, and he struck the most perfect pose and angle under the moonlight, knowing that this was the most suitable line for his dazzling entrance.

Only in this way can the sinister and terrifying nature of this torturer be highlighted!

As expected, even the demon strategist Swell, who was witnessing such a grand spectacle, was stunned by his own performance. Freer stood proudly atop the Demon King's Tower for a long time before Swell's voice slowly drifted over:

"In fact, Your Excellency Freer."

"Letting the hero Mino give it away for free... is actually the simplest step right now."

The wings froze in mid-air.

"Clam?"

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royal palace.

Princess's bedroom.

"You just said...you are, Goddess?"

"Hmm."

The voice rang in my mind with absolute certainty.

Kalia sat in front of the vanity mirror, somewhat incredulous, and asked cautiously:

"Um, Goddess Lia, do you... have any way to prove it?"

In the mirror.

A phantom image with rabbit ears quickly leaped out.

Although Kalia had fully demonstrated the qualities of royalty, her questioning attitude still displeased the "goddess" within her, who began to grumble:

"What other proof do you need? Look, look at these soft earlobes, look at this exquisite fur, look at this color that would dazzle anyone, look at these perfect rabbit ears that would make any human want to pet them..."

His words flowed on and on, tinged with a hint of pride: "This is enough to prove my identity, isn't it!"

"Well... okay." Kalia sat in front of the mirror, nodding as if she understood but not quite.

"So, you don't even have the slightest proof anymore, right?"

"Hey, wait a minute, are you being rude?!" The rabbit-eared creature jumped up, embarrassed and angry.

"The one residing within you is a genuine goddess who hasn't descended upon the world for tens of thousands of years! A life goddess you won't regret buying! You are the chosen child!"

"Please calm down, Goddess Lia," Kalia quickly reassured the rabbit-eared reflection in the mirror.

"I'm just curious, how and why did you enter my body?"

"There are reasons, of course."

"The reason is...?" Kalia asked, slightly curious, shifting her position forward slightly.

"Because you're right here."

"Eh?"

Seeing Kalia's bewildered expression, "Bunny Ears" became lively, completely abandoning her previous aloof manner, and said with great satisfaction:

"The medium that fulfills the conditions for my descent has not appeared for a very, very long time. Ever since my method of transcending reality vanished into history, I have not ventured out—"

"The divine power within me is practically rusting!"

"Oh well."

Kalia was somewhat helpless, but after a long while, she finally accepted this explanation.

Regardless, this entity that appeared inside my body didn't seem to have any malicious intent, and even the gradual improvement in my health seemed to be related to it.

Even though Kalia has a gentle personality, she is not very willing to let other creatures stay inside her body.

Even goddesses are the same.

But this goddess Lia looks very weak right now, and I guess I won't be able to leave her body, so never mind...

"Hey!"

In the mirror, the "rabbit ears" stood up slightly:

"I have a feeling you were thinking something very rude just now?!"

“You’re overthinking it.” Kalia shook her head and then asked:

"So, Goddess Lia, now that you have finally descended upon me, what do you need me to do next?"