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Prince Ota gave a wicked smile, his long, calloused fingers digging into the delicate skin of his minister before him. A soft, shameful moan rose in the darkness. Minister Tus, like a helpless fawn, leaned against the wall, his voice trembling:
'No, Your Highness, you already... have a princess?'
The rustling sound of the pen stopped.
Immediately afterwards, the words in front of him were crumpled into a ball and tossed to the ground with some annoyance.
The pen tip glides down on the words again:
'Thick arms pinned Ota firmly against the wardrobe. Ota stared in shock at the imposing figure before him. The knight commander, who had always obeyed him, now wore a mocking smile:'
'Your Highness, you don't want the Queen to know that we...'
The pen tip, like a jammed machine, once again drew a long mark on the paper.
The little green head raised indignantly, its muttered words filled with denial and annoyance in the darkness:
"No, there are cows—!"
Chapter 379 The Darkened Ota: 97% Synchronization Rate, the Advantage Lies With Me
The root of all evil lies in the election of the intended queen held by Minister Tus earlier.
Although she and her loyal fans cast firm opposition votes.
However, under the kingdom's manipulation, the number of votes in favor still inexplicably reached 97%.
This has completely robbed Astrid of her inspiration during this period of time: Prince Ota, who has a princess, is completely unsuitable as material for fan fiction!
She writes pure love stories!
Even more shockingly, Minister Tus sent someone to her door to remind her: Prince Ota is about to choose a queen, so those fanfiction writers should be more respectful and restrained!
The moment Astrid received the message, her world collapsed; her expression was like that of a heartbroken girl.
Will Prince Ota, with his perfect yet corrupted contrast, lack of heterosexual romantic partners, ability to be both dominant and submissive, and the kind of grassroots star that exists in the dreams of countless girls, ultimately have to change his sexual orientation?!
Astrid looked at her dried-up words, sighed softly, and uttered a devilish whisper:
"Prince Ota, it's best for you to stay single for life."
In this way, there's endless room for fanfiction to explore, and it's absolutely possible to create the ultimate fanfiction! Revitalize the Kingdom's grassroots!
"Is there any way to make him give up his plan to make a queen? Or, to be more straightforward, the widow Ota seems like a good option, hmm..."
A sinister thought began to sprout in his mind, but it was quickly dispelled by shaking his head like a rattle drum. The little coward slapped his head hard, suppressing the suicidal idea deep inside.
"What are you thinking about? Your life is more important, Astrid."
"Never mind, I've probably been cooped up for too long. I'll go out and relax."
Pushing the library door open halfway, Astrid sat quietly on the steps just a few meters from the entrance, hugging her knees, and made a contented sound.
After a long time of not going out, I'm in a much better mood.
I just don't know if it's because I've been staying in my room for too long, but I have a feeling that things are changing in the capital.
The dark sky absorbed the light that should have fallen on the capital, making it feel somewhat oppressive. There were far fewer people on the streets, and it was unclear where they had all gone. Scattered on the ground were pages of paper like fallen leaves.
A gust of wind blew one of the pages to Astrid's feet. Curious, Astrid picked it up and discovered it was a royal decree.
[Kingdom Announcement: Prince Ota's bride has been chosen—the virtual singer from the borderlands, Cuiyin Ai! After the concert, Prince Ota and his bride will officially complete their registration. Note, this is not a joke, this is not a joke!!!]
With a whoosh, the wind once again scattered the decree, leaving only a dumbfounded Aistri, bewildered in the wind.
"It really has changed..."
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"Your Highness Ota, you've gone mad! You've really gone mad!"
Inside the study of the imperial palace.
Tus looked terrified and pleaded, "How could the future queen of the kingdom possibly fall into the hands of a virtual songstress? She's just an illusory character, a lifeless individual!"
"Please order the retraction of the announcement immediately! The entire population of the capital has gathered in front of the palace to protest, and the impact will soon spread to the entire kingdom!"
"If this continues, your status as the heir to the kingdom will be seriously questioned, Your Highness!!!"
At his desk, Otta stood calmly, as if he had expected this, or perhaps he didn't care at all.
"Questioning? So what if there is questioning? I am the first prince of the kingdom, the successor of the entire kingdom. Who else is qualified to sit on the throne but me? Everything I do is the greatest truth."
"Don't try to persuade me, Tus. I've made up my mind."
As he stood up, a hint of gentleness appeared in Ota's eyes:
"What does it matter if it's virtual or real? I can't tell the difference, and I don't want to."
"As long as there is love, none of this is a problem."
"You can't accept it yet simply because you don't understand Cuiyin's charm: her eyes are like the most beautiful spring of spirits; her hands are like the purest white jade in the world; her appearance is like the most exquisite figurine; her heart is like the purest and most innocent maiden... I think my world has already fallen in love—"
"Tus, as my most valued and trusted minister, you will bless us, won't you?"
"No... no."
Tus opened his mouth wide, looking at Ota's fanatical face: "Your Highness, you are now... quite ill..."
"Someone has to stop this. Someone has to come and stop it." Coming to his senses, Tus hurriedly stood up and tried to walk towards the door.
"If you're looking for Erwin, I've already locked him up in jail."
Ota's indifferent voice sounded from behind.
Tus froze, staring at Ota in disbelief.
"He's really crazy. He said there was something unclean on Cuiyin and wanted to forcibly break her open to check. Fortunately, I was prepared. The entire Knights Order is now under my control."
"And Tus, you...you secretly organized a group of ministers to come and advise me, didn't you? No need to contact them anymore, they've all been placed under house arrest by me."
"The Knights, ministers and nobles, the Holy Church, the Round Tower—the power of the capital is all under my control. Therefore, those ignorant people outside cannot stop it. Now, do you understand, Tus?"
Ota's eyes were calm as water, yet deep within them shimmered with the most frenzied brilliance.
Tus felt a slight tightness in his chest, sensing that the king before him was far more terrifying than ever before!
—It's almost as if this cold-bloodedness and iron-fistedness were born from repeated lessons learned through blood and tears!
“Your Highness Ota, if the Mino Warrior were here, he would never want you to become like this…” With a hoarse voice and endless despair, Tus could only utter these last words of dissuasion.
"Maybe."
Unusually, Ota did not deny it, but his will remained unshaken as he said, "If he were here, he would be the only one who could stop me, but he is no longer here."
"This is reality. Even the strongest warrior can be captured by demons, and even the most virtual songstress can have a mind. It's just that no one can accept it in this era."
“If I were just an ordinary commoner, I might be considered a madman and burned at the stake right now; but I am fortunate that I am the king, and no one in the kingdom can criticize me. The royal status has given me the greatest freedom in my life, as if I was born to wait for this moment. So no matter what, I will not miss it.”
"My being with Cuiyin is destiny."
"Tus, you're a bit tired too. Take some time to calm down in the palace. I'll release you after Cuiyin finishes her fourth-anniversary tour..."
Tus gave a bitter laugh as the paladin who had been waiting at the door pushed it open and grabbed him.
Now, it's all over.
The once wise and brilliant king has become a tyrannical and autocratic ruler. How can any force within the capital that belongs to him resist his will?
Standing by the window, Ota coldly surveyed the dimly lit capital, his tone becoming as flat as water:
"Finally... no one can stop us now."
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Chapter 380 3%: The Sinful Hero Who Draws His Sword, The Corrupting Demon Attacks, The Freebie... Hero!
A fierce argument erupted in front of the palace gates, but the protesting crowd was quickly and forcibly suppressed by a large number of paladins and soldiers.
The sounds of conflict and struggle echoed across the sky.
The entire capital was shrouded in a gloomy grayness. Suppression could not solve everything; instead, it led to increasingly violent unrest.
The undercurrents of division and fragmentation surged among various forces, and under the manipulation of some dark force, it slowly steered the narrative toward the conclusion that "Prince Ota is not fit to sit on the throne."
The air thick with the smell of gunpowder, carrying a hint of conspiracy, spread silently.
The sound drifted into the dimly lit training camp, reaching the ears of the girl clutching the jet-black holy sword.
In the darkness of night, the shattered red eyes quietly opened.
The voice of the hero of sin echoed through the air:
“Looks like it’s our turn to step in, Darkfrey—”
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Royal Library.
A wisp of demonic energy, like a tender sprout breaking through the soil, slowly swirled, intertwined, and took root in the deepest darkness within the building.
Thump, thump.
The sound was like dominoes falling.
Unbeknownst to them, the library was filled with unconscious guardian paladins. Elite knights, both overt and covert, were caught off guard and their faces contorted and bodies twitching, as if they were having an extremely painful dream.
The candlelight flickered, and a figure emerged from the darkness, carrying a candle. His emerald eyes were filled with apprehension, but that quickly transformed into determination.
"Although Ota who's into gadgets seems pretty good, Ota who's into gay stuff is definitely the most perfect!"
“Prince Ota, I will correct your misguided ideas!”
The sixth demon, wielding the power of "corruption," issued a resounding declaration within the library:
"—I'll corrupt your fantasies about virtual idols!"
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Demon City.