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"As a subject, all I need to do is faithfully obey the prince's orders. Your Highness, who is about to choose a queen, certainly has much more to consider than I do..."
Chapter 375 Mino Training: I Became a Minotaur, and I Became Stronger
"As the leader of the Knights, all I need to do is train the paladins."
Under the blazing sun, in the spacious training camp of the Knights, Erwin sighed:
"Prince Ota has a lot to consider—"
Recently, Prince Ota summoned him to his study to overhaul the security arrangements in the capital.
To Erwin's astonishment, the prince's new plan eliminated all the blind spots and loopholes in the previous patrol routes in one fell swoop, and its efficiency was many times higher than before.
Even without leaving his home, that king possessed such a far-sighted vision; what he had revealed in the past was merely the tip of the iceberg.
Thinking about this, Erwin became even more excited.
Prince Ota must have learned his lesson after the battle to defend the capital, which led him to come up with the idea of improving the security system!
"However, this time, just to welcome the arrival of the songstress Cuiyin, is it a bit excessive to mobilize all the paladins for the highest level of protection...?"
Erwin knew that Ota's move must have a deeper meaning.
Unfortunately, I couldn't figure it out, so I could only treat it as a rehearsal.
"Compared to this one, that one seems even more unpredictable..."
Erwin turned his head and looked at the red-haired figure sweating profusely in the open space in the center of the training camp.
The intense heat permeated the land.
Holding the jet-black holy sword in her hand, the girl opened her slightly broken red eyes and swung the sword down!
"1000!"
With the final strike, the girl, who hadn't used any of her powers, was already panting heavily, but she stubbornly used the sword to support herself on the ground, not giving herself a chance to relax.
"It's really done, Brave Shana."
Not far away, Erwin said with some admiration.
1000 knife swings, 1000 sit-ups, 1000 squats, and 100 kilometers of running every day.
This is the high-intensity training method used by Mino the Hero during the Hero Training Camp. It is said to make one stronger, but few people can stick to it for long.
Since the return of the hero Shana to the capital, she has locked herself in the training camp every day, training herself day and night.
This made Erwin very happy.
From a certain perspective, he does indeed resemble a hero.
"Your perseverance is commendable, but you're being a bit too focused on improving your physical fitness..."
As someone who trains skilled paladins, Erwin realized that practical experience was also a crucial element.
However, when he offered to help Shana with her training, she refused outright, as if she was afraid of killing him with a knife.
Erwin could only shake his head in dismay, thinking that ignorance is bliss.
You have to understand that he is, after all, the captain of the Royal Holy Knights, and his combat strength is top-notch in every aspect. There is no way he could be defeated by a single blow from a hero.
Not to mention Shana, whose strength is not outstanding.
"Simply unleashing power is inefficient and devoid of any aesthetic appeal. We'll have to wait until Hero Shana realizes this before we talk about it again."
Seeing that Shana's training had come to an end, Erwin slowly walked towards the center of the field.
As the sweat on her skin gradually dried, Shana felt a sticky, uncomfortable sensation all over her body. She waited quietly for the exhaustion to subside before preparing for another round of training.
She wouldn't allow herself to slack off in any way.
When she closes her eyes, she sees Fim, dressed in a maid's dress, being defiled by the Demon King in the Demon King's castle, and her brother Mino, who is tortured and covered in wounds... The heart-wrenching pain makes Shana determined to become stronger at all costs.
Fim and Mino are likely living a miserable life in the Demon King's Castle, barely clothed. As the Hero of Sin, what right does she have to enjoy such a life?!
"My lord, I can feel your determination to become stronger."
"But isn't this kind of training... a bit too rough?"
Darkfrey thought to himself with concern that Shana would ruin her body through the daily grind of training.
"And your eyes, they haven't healed after all this time."
With the black hilt of the sword held upright in front of her, Shana could see her shattered red eyes reflected in the smooth blade.
A dense array of terrifying cracks filled the depths of his pupils, subtly spreading towards the edge of rupture.
This was the damage inflicted during the desperate battle with that demon king. I originally thought it would slowly recover with time and the nourishment of holy magic.
But a month later, not only did it not improve, it seemed to be getting worse.
Shana had a feeling that these were not injuries from battle, but rather the aftereffects of overexerting her strength.
A large amount of magic surged within the crack in the pupil, causing the crack to worsen uncontrollably, and occasionally a chilling pain would rise.
Because of this, she seemed to see more than others during this period.
but.
"Now is not the time to worry about that."
Shana lowered her head and answered, setting down the hilt of her knife:
"This is the most effective way for me to improve."
"The effect of One-Sword Style is to unleash three times the theoretical limit of power. In other words, to maximize the power of that one strike, I only need to continuously increase my theoretical value."
"The holy power and magical power within my body were expanded to their limit during the protection of the Magic Tower. I have to thank Chief Lak for this. I may never be able to repay the debt of gratitude I owe him in my lifetime."
"The rest is about improving physical fitness; as for technique?"
Shana raised her head, looking completely unconcerned.
"I'm using the one-sword style now, why bother with techniques? One fiery slash and it's over—"
“My lord…” Darkfrey exclaimed in shock, “You are actually a hero of wisdom?!”
"??? Do I look like I'm out of my mind?"
Just then, Erwin's footsteps drew closer. Looking at Shana, who was drenched in sweat, he advised her:
"Heroine Shana, it's about time you took a break."
“While rigorous training is important, taking breaks now and then is also a way to improve efficiency. Look at you, you haven’t left the training camp in ages.”
“No need.” Shana shook her head, turned to look at Erwin, then suddenly paused and said:
"Commander Erwin, are you... using a communication link?"
"Huh?" Erwin was taken aback: "You could even tell that?"
Logically speaking, the magical links that are close to the body are very weak and invisible, and even great mages would rarely be able to sense them.
He scratched his head and said:
“That’s right, today is the day that border songstress arrives in the capital. It’s quite lively at the city gate. By the way, Heroine Shana, why don’t you come with me to take a look? It’ll be a good time to relax.”
Seeing that Shana seemed about to refuse, Erwin had a sudden inspiration and added:
"After all, protecting the stability of the capital is also one of the hero's responsibilities, isn't it?"
"The Mino heroes of the past have performed feats such as eradicating the dark forces lurking in the capital and even saving countless paladins' lives on the night of the rebellion—"
When Mino was mentioned, Shana finally fell silent, knowing that what Erwin said was true.
The brave are the sword of kings and people.
It is both a protective sword and a sword hanging over one's head.
When the monarch is incompetent, the world is in chaos, and the court is hampered at every turn, the brave are the last hope and the sharpest sword, repelling external threats and pacifying internal strife, thwarting all conspiracies that spread towards humanity.
The title of hero who once fought against sin and evil originated from this.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Shana pursed her lips and finally agreed, following in Erwin's footsteps.
Anyway.
In this kingdom led by the wisest Prince Ota, whose brother has gradually eliminated all hidden dangers.
She won't have a chance to appear on screen either.
Chapter 376 "Everyone, Ciallo～(∠?ω<)⌒☆"
"It's really lively."
On the walls of the capital city.
Looking at the bustling crowd at the city gate, Erwin sighed with emotion:
"These days, the Minister of Propaganda has been doing a lot of work, spreading the story of the border songstress throughout the capital. It's almost become a household name."
"Even within the Holy Church, many of Lena's long-time followers have been converted into devoted fans of the songstress Cuiyin. Look over there—"
Pointing to a city gate, Shana saw countless enthusiastic greeters with white strips tied to their heads that read "Cuiyin? Love" and waving emerald green glow sticks.
"A virtual singer has a single fan?" Shana tilted her head, indicating that she couldn't understand.
"And... is there a Prince Ota in there—?"
Shana pointed to the center of the group of people, to a guy with an exceptionally fanatical gaze.
"Really? I didn't see it."
Erwin scratched his head in confusion. If it were His Highness the Prince's face, he would recognize him from hundreds of meters away. But there was clearly no one in that group who looked like Prince Ota. They couldn't possibly have used the most precious disguise scroll or something like that.
"Besides, their temperaments don't match..."
Erwin looked at the person Shana pointed out with some suspicion.
That guy who keeps making "hissing" noises in the crowd, with that greasy and perverted vibe, how could he possibly be associated with our wise and mighty prince?
"is it?"