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

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"Your Highness must be sleeping soundly right now..."

Chapter 32 The Lucky Event in the Demon King's Castle

"Compared to that, what we need to do next is the most important thing... Are you ready, Altottai?"

Mino's voice was low and extremely serious in the darkness.

Altottai lazily flipped the page: "It's just a prison break, isn't it? It's not like it's your first time."

"That's different. This time, we have all the conditions to escape the Demon King's castle!"

Mino took out the two keys in his hand.

Gently open the cell door with the first key.

"Next, all we need to do is find the gate to the Demon King's castle, open it with the other key, and we can escape! Do you know what that means?"

"What does it mean?"

"That means we're already halfway there!"

Altotai paused briefly, deciding not to discuss mathematical matters further with Mino.

Mino stepped out of the cell. A silent darkness enveloped the entire Demon King's castle. Mino swallowed hard.

"Altotai...we're not going to encounter ghosts, are we?"

Artotai couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Think of the worst, maybe you'll even encounter a demon?! How old are you, still afraid... ugh!"

Suddenly, the blade of Altottai trembled and pointed in one direction: "My...my lord, there's a ghost..."

Mino's hair stood on end as he looked in the direction of Altotate.

Under the moonlight, a white-haired monster with a fluorescent glow emerged from the shadows. It was shaped like a small sphere and covered with messy, seaweed-like fur.

The next moment, the furry ball rushed towards Mino!

"Ah, damn it! Don't come any closer!!!!!"

Mino felt a chill run down her spine and ran away.

The distance between them widened rapidly, and watching the white fur ball recede into the distance, Mino grinned smugly: "This is unstoppable speed!!!"

"...Have you noticed that you're running in the wrong direction?" Altottai said in a muffled voice.

Mino turned her head and found a wall blocking her way as if it were accelerating rapidly.

"Dead end? Oh my god!" Mino stopped in her tracks, her eyes wide, and belatedly realized that there were no forks in the road on this floor, and the only way to run was downstairs.

In the blink of an eye, the furry ball caught up with them.

boom!

A light, airy impact landed on Mino's calf. Before Mino could turn her head, she felt a furry force rubbing against her right leg.

"Ah...wu..."

Hearing the familiar voice, Mino was startled. Then, he slowly turned around and brushed aside the slightly messy white hair at his feet.

Her damp hair parted her face, revealing a soft, youthful face.

"Mia?!"

Mino exclaimed in surprise, picked up the white-haired loli who was clinging tightly to his leg, and ruffled her messy hair with a hint of exasperation:

"You came out with your hair still wet...?"

Mia blinked her bright, sparkling eyes, seemingly unsure whether she understood Mino's words. She simply clung tightly to Mino's back with her two small, delicate hands, revealing an angelic, innocent smile.

"Woo!"

Mino didn't ask Mia how she appeared without making a sound, after all, the other party couldn't answer in human language... Mino was already used to the little ghost's elusive appearances in the Demon King's Castle.

"You've come at the perfect time! Today, I'll take you out of the Demon King's castle! Oh!" Mino waved his arm.

Mia's eyes were bright, and she waved her chubby arms.

"Oh!"

Holding Mia in one arm, Mino's earlier nervousness vanished.

For some reason, he suddenly became extremely calm and composed, as if he could roam freely throughout the Demon King's Castle, his steps light and unsteady.

"Anyway, let's just open up a random room and take a look."

The downside of carrying the Demon King's Castle Key is that all the rooms you enter are random. Although Mino considers her luck to be close to zero, she believes that as long as she keeps trying, she will eventually find the gate.

He walked down one floor with an air of arrogance, pointed at a room, turned the handle, and pushed the door open.

The room was very simple, with only a simple wooden wardrobe and desk, and... a familiar coffin placed alone in the center.

At the desk, the zombie girl, dressed in simple cloth pajamas, stared blankly at the intruder and tilted her head.

"Mino?"

Fim glanced at Mino with a puzzled look, then his gaze strangely fell on Mia in Mino's arms, his brain seemingly going blank for a moment:

"Mamiya, sir?"

Remembering Kletina's instructions to them not long ago, Fim slowly changed her words. She thought for a moment, then turned to look at a comic book placed in the coffin, as if she had connected it to the setting of this scene.

"Open the door, you pervert!"

"No way!!!"

Mino's eyes widened suddenly. "Don't look at me like that! I'm not one of those lucky guys in a manga who accidentally stumbles upon a scene of fan service just by opening a door!"

"Yes, wait, let me think... That's right, after all, I did all of this on my own initiative!"

After thinking for a moment, he proudly presented the irrefutable evidence he had in mind.

"Your statement is even worse!" Altottai shouted.

Mia lay in Mino's arms, giggling softly, her hands reaching intently towards Fim, her eyes gleaming with curiosity:

“Fei…Fei…”

Mino then noticed that in the dim candlelight, Fim was holding the silver needles and thread he had seen on the table earlier, and was carefully stitching up a laceration on his body.

The wound extended from his left shoulder to his armpit, almost separating Fim's left hand from his shoulder.

Fim had no choice but to slightly pull down the belt on his left shoulder, revealing his fair and rounded left shoulder, and then carefully sewed and tied the silver needles and silk threads between the wounds.

Seeing Mino's gaze fixed on the needle and thread in his hand, Fim's movements stiffened for a moment before he lowered his head, a faint blush spreading across his pale cheeks.

"Mino, if you want to see it, you can..."

"What's going on?! To a zombie demon, the stitches used to suture a wound are equivalent to panties?!" Mino exclaimed in shock.

While gently rocking his right hand to soothe Mia in his arms, he quietly watched Fim's stitching. There were three or four visible wounds on Fim's body, which had to be sewn together with needle and thread to maintain the structure of the human body.

"No need to worry about it. Fim can heal the wounds from battle."

Seeing that Mino didn't look away, Fim only blushed slightly and buried her head even deeper, without stopping her work. She explained as she sewed:

"These are innate qualities; after all, Fim is just a demon."

"Don't be surprised with a human perspective."

Fim tried to be as concise as possible. Due to her physical structure, she had difficulty speaking fluent human language, so she always spoke very succinctly to avoid making the person she was communicating with impatient.

But she soon noticed that Mino, who was listening quietly to her, had a focused and serious expression on her face, without the slightest hint of impatience.

Mino then heard Fim say more, which was quite unusual for him.

Chapter 33 The Kingdom's Morning Star Has Emerged

As a zombie demon, Fim has no memories of being a human before he became a zombie.

After she awoke, she stayed in the Demon King's castle and became a maid.

Therefore, Phim is a true demon, both in appearance and in heart, and he doesn't care about his appearance.

The act of sewing limbs together was simply to make housework easier.

Fim stared blankly at the needle and thread in his hand, making sure he hadn't missed anything, before nodding and looking at Mino.

“But this is really troublesome,” Mino shook her head and said with some regret.

Just to stitch up those few wounds, I have to work for one or two hours under poor lighting, and I can only maintain that for a short day.

"Isn't there any way to heal these wounds?" Mino asked.

"The wound is just... inconvenient for work." Fim shook his head. "I'm not afraid of fighting."

"Demons do not pursue: appearances that resemble those of humans."

As it is a physical characteristic of demons, even the Book Demon Swell doesn't have much of a way to change it. Besides... demons don't have a deliberate pursuit of resembling human appearances, so related research is even less of a possibility.

Mino grunted, her disapproval deepening.

"Demons don't necessarily need to look too much like humans, but... there's no right or wrong in trying to resemble humans, is there?" Suddenly, Mino realized something and exclaimed, "Ah!"

"Maybe I have a way."

He checked the system log, then reached out and gently pressed his fingers on Fim's half-stitched wound.

"ah!"

In the darkness, a short, lovely chirp rang out.

“Mino, you…” Fim’s hollow face suddenly came to life, and then, a light carrying divine power shone in his shimmering pupils.

A power that seemed to spring from nowhere spread continuously within the small room.

"Waaah..." Mia, with her white hair, looked quite content and snuggled even deeper into Mino's arms.

Suddenly, Fim felt a slight itch on several wounds on her body, as if something was growing inside. She paused for a moment, then saw a thread fall like a strand of hair onto her snow-white thigh.

Those were the silk threads that had just been sewn into the wound.

In theory, when the thread came loose, it should have been accompanied by the feeling of a broken left arm, a feeling that Fim was very familiar with... but now, it wasn't.

She stared blankly at her left shoulder; the soft, white skin was smooth as jade, without a single wound, and even her armpit could open and close freely.