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"Then I'll just get straight to the point." Taking a deep breath, Darkfrey, the Holy Blade of Fire, said with a slightly annoyed expression:
"My lord... you must have leaked something—"
"what?"
Chapter 202 Shana's Premature Ejaculation Predisposition
"Wait, explain yourself clearly... what the hell is 'side leakage'?"
The red-haired girl was getting a little flustered. Finally, she forgot about posing and picked up her holy sword to question him.
“Literally, my lord, I finally understand the mechanism by which your chaotic power was formed that day.” Darkfrey shook the hilt of his sword, appearing somewhat surprised.
"My lord, your body structure is not the same as that of a normal human..."
"In fact, you possess an abundance of holy power and magical power within your body. They are stored in different spaces within your body, seemingly isolated from each other, but in reality... they are constantly leaking out."
"A small amount of magic power mixed into the holy power within you, which is why your previous power seemed somewhat impure and not strong enough."
"And then the appearance of the Mark of the Hero happened to plug the leak—making your holy power completely refined, while also ensuring that the power can only be released at once."
"So? What am I doing here..." Shana hesitated slightly, then asked tentatively:
"You have a predisposition to premature ejaculation."
"grass!"
Shana was a little agitated, her brows furrowing in displeasure: "Darkfrey, don't lie through your teeth! Under my veil of chaos, even if you are a sacred artifact with refined power, you can only glimpse a corner of my strength! Your baseless conclusion is utterly idiotic..."
"Perhaps it can be cured."
“Darkfrey, continue.” Shana’s expression suddenly calmed, her voice becoming deep and serious.
"As the other half of my soul who has signed a soul contract, I will absolutely trust your analysis!"
“Uh…” Darkfrey wanted to complain, but ultimately gave up, saying helplessly, “Now we can only hope that the goddess’s blessing will improve your current situation, my lord. But all of this will have to wait until we get out of the confinement room…”
Thinking of Shana's current title of Evil Hero, Darkfrey felt inexplicably heartbroken. Being locked up was bad enough, but seeing the other holy artifacts following sword heroes, light heroes, and holy heroes, enjoying a lot of worship and admiration, while his own master started out as extremely evil, with only fear and awe floating around him, how could he tolerate this!
No, we must get our master to do something great as soon as possible and get rid of this reputation for evil!
“No need to rush, Darkfrey.” A slightly affected voice came from the girl’s lips. With one hand covering her crimson eyes, which weren’t hidden by the blindfold, Shana spoke solemnly:
"The day when we break free from our confinement and escape this cage is not far off..."
"However, what awaits us then will not be the peaceful and tranquil sunshine, but the turmoil that will sweep across the entire capital! Dark currents are slowly gathering, and I can see it—with my crimson demonic eye."
"Wait patiently." Clutching the jet-black holy sword, the girl leaned against the wall, indifferently closing her eyes.
"We're conserving our energy, waiting for the moment we step in to end the darkness. I have a feeling... that day will come tomorrow."
Darkfrey's blade idly drew circles on the ground, unmoved by Shana's chuunibyou declaration, and paying no attention to her words.
After all, ever since the day she was locked in solitary confinement, she's said those words every single day!
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, isn't that just life imprisonment?! It would be a miracle if they actually got out!
"Never mind." Darkfrey sighed and comforted himself, "At least you're much calmer than when you first arrived... You won't be foolishly attacking the wall anymore."
Darkfrey's gaze fell upon the entrance to the solitary confinement cell. Instead of an iron gate, the gap in the brick wall revealed a pale golden curtain of light faintly shimmering with sacred runes.
It looks like just a thin layer of paper that can be easily punctured, but in reality it contains a law-like power similar to contract magic. When Shana was first locked inside, she tried to pass directly through the light curtain, but the power of the ban she generated with her pure holy power was more resilient and unbreakable than mithril.
After a few tries, Shana calmed down. However, Darkfrey felt that it was more because Shana's thought process started to shift towards the idea that the image of "the imprisoned hero" was cool.
“The sacred decree isolates all holy power. This solitary confinement cell is much more secure than a prison cell. It’s a cage where holy power can only enter but not leave. The wisest choice is to wait patiently for us to be released.”
As a sacred relic of the Holy Church, Darkfrey naturally had an excellent understanding of the mechanism of the divine prohibition, muttering to himself.
Unbeknownst to it, Shana, who had been resting with her eyes closed as if asleep, had suddenly pricked up her little ears, as if she had been reminded of something...
……
Kingdom Library.
Astrid returned to her room with a worried expression, and with a thud, she slid to her knees like a lump of mud, striking a pose of utter despair.
"Waaaaah... It's all over, everything's over! What the hell is this God of All Weapons?!"
"That's totally cheating!!! There's a cheater!!! Waaaaah—" With her head drooping dejectedly on the floor, Astrid said, "How could a demon possibly defeat something like that? Even the Demon King couldn't!"
After a brief moment of self-isolation, Astrid cautiously looked around, revealing a lingering fear in her eyes.
"Thank goodness I knew about this beforehand... otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble would have occurred?!"
Astrid knew that this was no longer the time to worry about exposing her identity. If this crucial information wasn't relayed back to the Demon King's castle, it would cause unprecedented losses!
We must get Swell and the others to stop all this… Astrid carefully pulled a tattered piece of paper from her bosom, Swell's warning from the day the message was sent echoing in her mind:
"Lady Astrid... Secondly, unless something completely unexpected happens that affects the course of the battle and urgently needs our intervention, you may activate this passage to transmit information to the Demon King's castle in the most covert way—"
Astrid immediately used a special magic to attach and write the key words on the piece of paper.
The existence of the God of All Weapons and humanity's attempt to breach the first line of defense were written down in detail.
This is the most concealed one-way communication channel left by Svir. Although he can no longer easily contact the Demon King's Castle, he can still send his information back... Don't underestimate Svir's intelligence network. As a book demon, Svir can easily receive it by using the authority of knowledge.
“However, Prince Ota said that the God of All Weapons has absolutely no weaknesses…”
Astrid thought of Riota's expression in the Round Table conference room; the weakness of the God of All Weapons seemed to have been hidden in a place no one could pry it out. Thinking of this, Astrid sighed, her eyes welling with tears.
"If only the Demon King's Castle also had a secret weapon that could rival the God of All Weapons..."
Chapter 203 Astrid in Dire Straits, the Hero Who Saves Her from Suffering
Demon City.
Dark clouds diluted the surrounding light and shadow, air currents passed through the cracks in the mottled stone walls, and the castle, shrouded in darkness, had a faint glimmer of light at its top.
On the stone platform at the highest point of the Demon King's castle, lies an ancient book with an obsidian cover, its inscriptions now flowing like stars.
Swell has been in a very good mood these days.
The knowledge gathered from the capital has yielded no information about the "appearance of Saint Lena," indicating that humanity's plan to awaken Saint Lena has completely failed due to the interference of the Nightmare Mirror.
Meanwhile, the Demon King's army on the first line of defense gradually became familiar with the overwhelming offensive of the human dragon riders, and at least for now, the first line of defense was no longer so easy to break through.
"Those meddlesome dragons... I don't know why the dragon race can still form such a close alliance with humans when the dragon slayer Mino is no longer in the human camp."
Swell couldn't understand it. Even with a wealth of knowledge, he couldn't come up with a clear answer. For now, he could only attribute it to human good fortune.
“But that’s all in the past.” The pages swayed slightly, and Swell’s tone became lighter:
"Having prevented Saint Lena's awakening, and with the other human forces also within my calculations, the balance of the first line of defense will remain intact without external intervention..."
At this moment, the book in Swell suddenly paused, and then the pages turned one by one, revealing a tattered page that looked like it had a corner torn off.
Frequent green lights began to flash on the page, and then the pages gradually healed a small circle as the lines of text were written.
"Oh? Lady Astrid has actually used that secret communication method?" Swell let out a soft exclamation, suddenly feeling somewhat uneasy:
"Could it be that her identity has been exposed and she has sent an urgent request for help?!"
In its view, only a dozen days had passed since Astrid was searched by the Knights. Astrid should still be in dire straits, barely able to take care of herself, so it was impossible for her to send out any important information.
The text on the pages was absorbed by Swell, but to everyone's astonishment, the Book Demon's true form once again shone with a rich light, its power refined once more by unprecedented "knowledge"!
"What?!" Swell, however, forgot his surprise and looked at the information transmitted by Astrid. The pages of the book suddenly began to vibrate violently.
"—Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!!"
For the first time, Swell's usually calm voice was filled with panic and helplessness. If this information hadn't been transmitted by the Corruption Demon Astrid through its own page form—information that couldn't be interfered with or captured by humans—it would have almost believed that the Sixth Demon had already defected to the enemy, misleading it with such absurd information!
"The God of All Weapons... the ultimate weapon that only the Sacred Body of Weapons can wield, the linchpin that brings together all the sacred artifacts, completely surpassing the power level of ten years ago..."
"This kind of thing?! Humans actually managed to create it?!" Swell was utterly shocked.
Within its inherited knowledge, it's utterly impossible for humanity to create such a powerful individual weapon given its current knowledge system... It's like a deus ex machina, completely distorting its understanding!
"And such a terrifying weapon is about to be deployed to the key battlefield of the first line of defense..." Thinking of this, Swell's book trembled.
Humans had secretly prepared such a powerful killing move, and it remained completely unaware, basking in the sun with smug satisfaction... If it weren't for Astrid's message, the demonic front would have been utterly torn to shreds by that iron-blooded pope by tomorrow!
"Fortunately, thankfully Astrid delivered the intelligence in advance." Swell was still shaken. Without this intelligence, if the Demon King's army on the first line of defense had suddenly encountered the God of All Weapons, it would have been a devastating blow! Now that they had the intelligence and were able to prepare in time, they could have avoided a large number of casualties and escaped the crisis of being severely damaged!
"To be able to obtain such important information, Lady Astrid... must have endured a lot of doubt and disdain in the human kingdoms."
Swell was somewhat moved. Just thinking about it, he knew that such important information could not possibly be easily obtained from the heavily guarded human intelligence network without a fierce battle of wits and schemes between the cunning Prince Ota and the kingdom's ministers!
"Lady Astrid has already put in so much effort, how can we give up prematurely?!"
In an instant, the pages of Swell's book burst into flames! The mere thought of Astrid enduring hardship and humiliation under the watchful eyes of the human paladins, bowing and scraping before the kingdom's high command, and racking her brains to extract confidential information from Prince Ota and his ilk—all the perils she faced sent shivers down Swell's spine!
And Astrid actually managed to do it!
"We cannot let Lady Astrid's efforts go to waste. We must, we absolutely must find a way to deal with that God of All Weapons..."
Swir fell into deep thought, but the current situation was no longer about plotting against and harming humans, but had escalated to a real confrontation of combat power.
Even so, it couldn't come up with a way to resist that ultimate weapon given the existing disparity in combat power.
“Swell, what’s wrong… It’s unusual to see you so agitated.”
A pitch-black crack tore open from the edge of the stone platform, and from the raging spatial turbulence, a pitch-black greatsword imbued with rich magical power floated out, looking towards Swell... As a former traitorous holy artifact, the demonic sword Apophis keenly sensed the fluctuations in Swell's emotions just now.
There are few situations that could cause this demon strategist, the front-line commander of the Demon King's army, to be so alarmed. Apophis knew that the peace of the past few days might be about to be broken.
"Apophis, we may be in big trouble!" Svir said to Apophis with great seriousness, without trying to hide anything.
"God of All Weapons...Sacred Church...Ultimate Weapon..."
After processing the information provided by Astrid, Apophis was somewhat surprised: "In the hundreds of years since my defection, the Holy Church has developed the power of the Holy Relics to such an extent... Times have indeed changed."
Apophis sighed, turned his sword hilt to look at Svir, and his second sentence made Svir's heart sink:
"Based on my understanding of the Holy Church and the sacred artifacts, this ultimate weapon is entirely authentic."
With Apophis's analysis as a professional artifact expert, the information about the God of All Weapons has been completely confirmed and is no longer false!
“In that case…we might really be facing the crisis of our first line of defense being breached!” Swell sighed, gradually accepting the reality.
"No one can stop that terrifying weapon!"