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

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As a commoner and the greatest hero in history, Mino undoubtedly faced the most hostility from the nobles.

Lak was still panting nervously, and Ota could only offer some words of comfort before turning to Duke Moss: "Duke, please watch your words. I naturally have the relevant clues."

He sat upright in his chair and said slowly, "Don't forget what this roundtable meeting is based on."

The core members of the kingdom present immediately understood and all looked at the ancient and grand round table in front of them.

A mysterious aura lingered around the round table. Everyone knew that this was the divine artifact upon which the Kingdom of Kur relied for its founding, possessing incredibly powerful, almost divine, abilities.

"The round table has the function of 'prediction,' able to provide vague revelations and glimpses. After the Round Tower Notes were destroyed, I finally made up my mind and used the round table to gain revelation."

Ota surveyed the room with an air of authority before speaking, "The culprit behind the destruction of the Round Tower Notebook this time..."

"Those with the highest prestige within the kingdom!"

Everyone stared wide-eyed, never expecting that the round table in the roundtable conference had such a magical function.

What was even more unexpected was that the mole really did exist, and he was among them!

Based on the clues from the revelation, it is indeed possible to rule out thieves and mercenaries, and even the third prince who defected.

Duke Moss now realized his words were untenable, and could only frown as he pondered the clue Otta had mentioned: "The one of high reputation, the one of high reputation..."

The majority of people identified in that circle were indeed among them.

He had no choice but to suppress his objections.

At this moment, a sneer came from the crowd: "It seems that Duke Moss can be completely cleared of suspicion."

Moston's face darkened immediately. The one who spoke was another duke, Clyde, with whom he had a falling out. As a nobleman skilled in verbal sparring, he naturally understood what the other party meant.

Moss's reputation in the capital was exceptionally bad, to the point that he was a household name among the common people, so naturally he was not highly respected.

Moss immediately retorted, "Nonsense! I am the nobleman most likely to be the traitor! On the contrary, you could never be the traitor!"

"You're not the mole! Your whole family isn't the mole!!"

"I'm a complete mole! My whole being—my shifty eyes and sneaky appearance—doesn't I look like a mole?!"

Lak sat in his seat, struggling with all his might to control the twitching of his face.

What are you arguing about...? Is it proud to be a traitor? — Lak fell into deep thought. This was the first time he had learned about the Round Table's abilities. According to this condition, he seemed to meet the criteria of "high prestige".

A look of confusion crossed Lark's eyes. Could it be... that he really did it, but he just didn't know it?

Amidst the heated verbal sparring, a weak voice suddenly emerged.

"Um, is it possible that the traitor... is actually the captured hero, Mino?"

The room fell silent instantly.

Everyone turned to look at the speaker, who was none other than the court minister, Tus, who was huddled in the corner.

"Um, no, I just think Lord Mino... also fits the criteria, doesn't he?" Tus shrank back and said cautiously.

"After all, the one with the highest prestige in the kingdom is Lord Mino, the human hero."

"Besides, he's currently imprisoned in the Demon King's Castle and will definitely be subjected to torture by the demons. He might just reveal information about the Mage's Round Tower..."

Everyone was silent.

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha, hehehaha!"

Immediately afterwards, the meeting room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Haha, hahaha Minister Tus, your sense of humor is getting better and better..." Duke Clyde sat in his seat, wiping away tears of laughter: "That's the kingdom's strongest warrior! Can you imagine what kind of torture would make him betray the kingdom?"

"That's right! Don't forget, he's a commoner hero who could eat rye bread for a whole year during the Sword Saint Trial! He's endured hardships and has no desire for worldly things; he's the pillar of the kingdom's spirit!"

Even Duke Moss nodded repeatedly: "Although I really wanted to kick that bastard Mino's ass with my boots, his spirit and physique as a hero are undeniable. Last time I tried to trip him at the meeting, I ended up with a paronychia on my thumb..."

Prince Ota glanced helplessly at his minister Tus, and said in a manner that was half explanation and half instruction:

"Tuss, you are very intelligent, only guessing from the most reasonable perspective, but you have overlooked the most important thing:"

"That is our willpower as human beings!"

Ota proudly raised his head: "We are the elite of the kingdom, the hope of mankind. We stand on the front line against evil. We cannot let a mere torture distort our ideals and beliefs."

“I believe that most of you here feel the same way.”

Upon hearing this, the elite nobles present were very pleased and nodded in approval.

“Then everything is obvious,” Otta said, spreading his hands confidently.

"Do you think Mino would lack that kind of willpower?"

Chapter 17 Mino's Day of Suffering

"This, this, I..." Tus was drenched in sweat.

He felt there was something wrong with what Otta said, but he couldn't find the right words to refute it.

How did he say?

Maybe Mino the Warrior really is just a spineless coward who loses himself with the slightest bit of torture and lacks willpower?

Thinking of this, Tus couldn't help but curse himself inwardly.

That was the strongest hero in human history, a hero who fought against the eight demon officials and was captured! If it weren't for his heroic performance, the entire kingdom would be facing the threat of the demons!

...Tus lowered his head for a moment, a hint of shame in his eyes.

I'm sorry, Mino the Hero, I shouldn't have slandered you like that!

At this moment, Ang Lac coughed and said, "I can also guarantee that the hero Mino is definitely not the murderer."

Although he desperately wanted to smear Mino, his dark perception had already ruled Mino out as a suspect.

He preferred to eliminate the hidden force causing the destruction rather than Mino, who had already lost its threat.

No one expected that Chief Lark, who always had a deadpan expression and was highly respected yet awe-inspiring, would say such a thing.

But they immediately realized that Mino and Lac had always had a deep bond.

Whenever the kingdom suffered disaster or turmoil, Mino and Chief Lak were always there... For a moment, warmth welled up in everyone's eyes. Chief Lak was truly a person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He vouched for Mino so firmly and confidently, as if he had some evidence.

It seems that the bond between Chief Lark and Mino is beyond their imagination.

Just then, Prince Ota pondered for a moment and spoke up: "How about this, in order to clear Mino's name and to prevent similar misunderstandings from happening again, I will use the power accumulated by the Round Table to observe Mino's current situation."

"However, the round table has only recovered a little bit... it can only hear the sounds around the object."

"Really? Your Highness?" The crowd exclaimed excitedly. "If we could regularly check on the situation of the Mino Hero, the entire nation would feel hopeful!!!"

“Leave it to me,” Prince Ota nodded.

He placed his hands on the round table, and his entire aura gradually connected with the table.

Then a hazy mist condensed on the table.

"Round Table, activate!" Ota's voice grew increasingly serious: "Please connect us to the location of the hero Mino!"

Faint whispers echoed in the conference room, then the noise gradually subsided, and finally the voices became clear.

The crowd became excited.

They could hear that familiar voice; it belonged to the brave Mino!

"Uh... um... ah..."

Mino's voice was broken and intermittent, rising and falling as if suppressing his emotions.

"What is this?!" Grand Master Erwin of the Kingdom's Knights suddenly stood up, slightly moved: "This is a groan of pain being forcibly suppressed!"

As a soldier who had interrogated countless criminals, he could sense the immense pain hidden in Mino's voice.

"The Mino Warrior is being tortured! There's no mistake!!!"

boom!

Prince Ota slammed his fist on the table, gritting his teeth: "Damn demons! How could they torture Mino like this?"

With Erwin's revelation, everyone present gradually realized that Mino was forcibly suppressing something, unwilling to express her feelings.

“Screaming in agony would release the mental pressure more effectively…” Duke Clyde shook his head and sighed.

"He must not want the torturer to know how much pain he is in... He doesn't want the torturer to be satisfied, so he is willing to swallow his enormous pain."

“Even so, you still won’t give in, Mino, you bastard.” Prince Ota was moved and murmured to himself.

At that moment, another teasing female voice rang out.

"Well, hero, are you satisfied with my 'interrogation'?"

The elite guards exclaimed, "That voice belongs to the First Demon Scribe, Shadow Demon Kleidina!"

"It's her, the most cruel and terrifying demon in the rumors?"

"The fact that she was the one conducting the interrogation means the methods must have been extremely cruel and painful. No wonder the Mino Warrior was struggling so much to suppress his emotions..."

"Damn, I'm so envious..."

The female voice continued to bewitch:

"If you can't hold on, I can spare you. As long as you reveal all the secrets of the Kingdom of Kur, I will... release you..."

The crowd was enraged. The evil demon was indeed using any means necessary to torment the hero Mino.

Judging from the other party's words, it seems that death is the easiest outcome for the Mino Warrior.

Erwin clenched his fists in frustration. It was all their fault for being so incompetent... holding Mino back. If he could, he would have loved to take Mino's place and endure that horrific interrogation.

At that moment, Mino's deep voice rang out.

"Shut up! Kletina, you won't get any information out of me... Hiss... No matter how many times you interrogate me... Ugh, I'll take it all... Don't underestimate the bond between me and my comrades!"

Upon hearing the word "bond," Lak instinctively shuddered.

With a click, the luster of the round table gradually dimmed, and the sound completely subsided.

However, in his final roar, they could feel Mino's strong and unyielding will; even at the very end, Mino's voice trembled.

"Mino, we're sorry."