Girl in the Box: Please tell me why I was reincarnated as a mimic monster!

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"It's just like the trap map you enter when you're about to fight the Demon King in a game."

That's what Xuanze said back then, and I heard from Aiye that he also suffered quite a few losses before becoming familiar with the Demon King's territory. It feels just like me back in the labyrinth.

The demon race has a high average combat strength and is a true fighting race. Even if Xuanze takes away a large number of combat forces, it will not affect the situation there. At least the situation will be much better than that of the humans.

"Anyway, I won't need a wheelchair for a long time," Li said cheerfully, sitting in his wheelchair.

"Well, who knows~" Ning said noncommittally.

"Hey, what's with that questioning tone of yours?"

Don't you even have this much self-awareness?

The two resumed their usual bickering, but it was endearing. They continued bickering as they approached the main hall of Akihabara.

There's no need to explain to Ning what she's been doing these past few days; Ning probably already knows. Even if things take a different turn, she must have considered this possibility... She's smart, and reason is the most reliable thing to do...

Sisters...? Can this kind of relationship really be described as sisters nowadays?

Li glanced at Ning unconsciously, and for some reason, her heart suddenly raced, and her face flushed. In a flustered state, Li subtly averted her gaze; they were almost at the hall…

Snapped!

As soon as she entered the hall, Li heard something explode. Her magic eye pinpointed the source of the sound: a ball attached to a long wooden stick had burst open, and a banner fell out of the ball.

A welcoming ceremony for the new ambassador...? Huh...?

"Welcome Ambassador Akihabara to your new post!!!!!"

When they came to their senses, everyone gathered in the hall began to shout in unison and fired a salute. The cannons spewed out precious flowers cultivated by the only flower shop in Akihabara.

“This is…” Li stared in disbelief at the scene before him, then suddenly realized something.

“I see…” Ning smiled faintly, “Isn’t this a very good job? Even without me.”

"Oops, I got grabbed by them without even realizing it." Finoer walked out of the crowd with a wry smile. "It seems like everyone's been planning this all along. What's wrong? Are you moved to tears?"

"No, no..." Li stubbornly wiped away her tears, "I was just surprised!"

She said it was true, but tears still kept falling uncontrollably. Never before... never before had so many people done such a thing for her.

All the effort was worthwhile; at this moment, Li truly felt that all her efforts had been worthwhile.

"Wow, why are you crying?" Celia couldn't stand it anymore. "Honestly, why does the person involved look like they're crying? You should be happier, come on, smile."

"Yeah, yeah! Ambassador, don't cry! What did we do wrong?" "Wow, you idiot, just shut up." "The neighborhood committee members have worked hard these past few days too!" "Cheer up, everyone! Let's party tonight! Then get ready to fight the kingdom!" "Oh, oh! We'll protect the ambassador's smile!"

The residents of Akihabara came to show their support. Honestly, this is getting more and more troublesome, isn't it? Ri used the handkerchief that Seria gave her to wipe away her tears.

"It's so noisy..." Li complained with a smile, "Aren't you the same? Your eyes are still red."

"Huh?! At least I've admitted it honestly!" Seria tried to hide her shyness. "Anyway! Let's start the party! Everyone's here!"

Upon hearing Seria's words, Li realized that all the friends she had made during her time in the Duchy were here. Akatsuki and Salid, dressed in guard uniforms, stood at the front of the crowd, while the members of the Borg Merchant Guild stood together, smiling confidently. The members of the Sanko Workshop stood on the other side, offering their support to Li.

This is really... frustrating. Did you all know this from the beginning...?

“Hey… Ning.”

"what happened?"

"I like here."

"……Um."

Chapter 53 The Final Offensive Decides

The royal capital, a country that had lost its vitality, was deserted. The anti-war protesters had all been suppressed by the royal army; those remaining in the country were either radical pro-war advocates or pitiful people who had compromised their principles.

The kingdom had become an empire, and fear was deeply ingrained in people's hearts. No one knew why King Aljaz sought to dominate the world.

Ailan walked down the palace corridor, heading to the audience hall to meet her king. She temporarily removed her crown and placed it on her hand, for wearing a crown before the king was a great disrespect.

The person with her was Hevia, one of the Ghost's colleagues. She was a cold and aloof girl, and also one of the top ten strongest Ghosts.

Therefore, she was bestowed with the "Holy Sword," a weapon of heroes, an unparalleled divine artifact. Ailan also possesses a "Holy Sword," and those who wield these "Holy Swords" are given this title.

"The Punisher".

An exaggerated title.

Ailan was not interested in such titles, nor did she care about them. There was only one thing she wanted to do: follow her king and dedicate her whole life to him.

This might be the most ordinary-looking person among all the ghosts, but in fact, this matter is far more perverse than anyone can imagine... Only she knows the true thoughts of that king.

“Hey, Hevia,” Ailan asked, “how’s everything going on your end?”

She was naturally asking about the sweep.

"It took five days. Do you think that went smoothly?" Hevia glanced at her. "Besides, you could see the status of those spaceships, right?"

"Ugh, watching you guys play is so boring, and it's not very interesting either."

As the creator of those airships, Ailan could naturally see their condition, but it was far too boring. For various reasons, she couldn't fight on the front lines. And she didn't care much about those things, but she knew one thing.

"Ah, the rising sun."

Emerging from around the corner was a somewhat weary Chaoyang, also a member of the "Punishers," but the "Holy Sword" they wielded was rather special, requiring two people to work together.

Chaoyang's partner, who was also his sister, was severely injured by the Duchy's powerful warriors during the sweep, and remains bedridden to this day. They were also the only team to fail in this operation.

"Oh dear, what happened?" Ailan hopped closer to him. "Why do you look so haggard? I remember you said last time that you were going to conquer the Duchy? How is it now? Ah, I remember now, the Duchy is still alive and kicking, isn't it?"

“…………!” Chaoyang clenched his fists and stared at Ailan with eyes that seemed capable of killing.

This is mockery, blatant mockery. Ailan really enjoys seeing other people's embarrassed expressions: anger, contortion, murderous intent, fear. Ah, it's like a beautiful symphony.

In a little while, the "Punishers" will gather together to report their battle results to King Alyas. At that time, he will probably be the one who looks the worst.

I really want to see how the king will deal with him. Thinking of this, Ailan couldn't help but chuckle. An angry Chaoyang raised his fist, wanting to teach this damned girl a lesson.

Hey! What's up?

Snapped!

Chaoyang's fist was caught by the newly arrived Zanaba. Zanaba also sensed the tense atmosphere and glanced helplessly at Ailan.

"Hey, Chaoyang, you're not a kid anymore, are you? Why bother arguing with a little girl like that?" Zanoba tried to mediate, advising, "She's just a child, she doesn't know any better, just leave her alone."

Zanoba squeezed Chaoyang's fist tightly while applying pressure with a friendly smile.

"……whispering sound!"

Under pressure from Zanoba, Chaoyang brushed his hand away and strode quickly toward the audience hall. Zanoba sighed helplessly and looked at Ailan.

"Why do you always like to stir up trouble, girl?" Zanaba gave her a chop to the neck. "With this energy, why don't you build more special-type ships?"

"rua!"

Ailan stuck her tongue out at Zanobah, then hid behind Hevia. Hevia said nothing, simply walking on silently, with Zanobah following behind them until they reached the audience hall.

There weren't many people in the audience hall. Apart from the prime minister, none of the ministers were there. Only the "Divine Punishers" and their king were present.

Nine "Punishers" gathered here: Chaoyang, Ailan, Hevia, Zanoba, the strange man Aiye encountered, and the stick figure Xuanze met. In addition to them, there were three other enemies whom Xuanze and his companions had never seen before.

Aryas Seric sat majestically on his throne, looking down at the crowd. The 'Punishers' took their places and bowed to their king.

"Is everything here?" Serik asked.

“My lord, apart from Lycia, most of the ‘Punishers’ are here,” Chancellor Varos explained to Serik. “She is still outside.”

"Hmph... well, let's leave it at that for now." Seric snorted and stood up from his throne. "Tell me first, why did it take so long to complete the sweep?"

“My lord,” said the elegant young woman in a white dress, stepping forward, “the reason we wasted so much time is because we encountered unexpected and strong resistance.”

“Resist?” Serik raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Zanoba echoed, “the people of the Duchy have allied with the demons. It is because of their interference that we have wasted so much time.”

"The duchy has demons?" Seric thought for a moment, then sat back down. "Tell me, what happened?"

“Yes.” Zanoba sorted out the intelligence and explained, “The Duchy has allied with the Demon Clan and is interfering with our operations around the world. Surprisingly, many of them are also strong enough to withstand our attacks. They never confront us head-on, but rather fight and run, and before you know it, they’ve all disappeared, and even reappeared in other places.”

“Such a thing happened?” Serik looked at the others’ expressions. “Judging from your expressions, this is probably true. Zanoba, stay behind and tell me the details later. No wonder your Yin Yang faction was defeated.”

Serik was referring, of course, to Asahi and his sister, who had fled from the Duchy after their defeat. His tone carried a hint of accusation.

Upon hearing this, Chaoyang shuddered and could no longer hold back.

"Your Majesty! Please give us another chance!" Chaoyang pleaded. "This time we will not fail again! We will definitely conquer the duchy!"

“No need,” Serik refused. “Time is running out, and we can’t let your affairs delay our plans. Go back and rest for the night, and we’ll begin our march on the Duchy tomorrow. That’s all.”

After Serik finished speaking, he stood up and left, leaving everyone behind. The others followed suit, watching their king depart.

Chaoyang felt like everyone's gaze was piercing him like needles. Shame and anger filled his heart, and he secretly vowed to take revenge on those two women.

Defeat them on the battlefield, crush the duchy, tear their clothes in front of everyone, cut off their hands and feet, and throw them to those filthy beasts as mating tools!

He had already imagined all sorts of ways to ruin them, and he was determined to repay this humiliation tenfold.

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Haa... Haa... Haa...

My breathing was completely disordered; there was no time to catch it. I had to get out of here quickly, I couldn't let that person find me.

It was all wrong, everything was wrong, Xia Que realized this only now.

What Hao Er said that day was right, but Xia Que didn't listen to him finish, and she got what she deserved.

The kingdom is the dark center of this world; everything is a fake. Hale wanted to take Xia Que away and escape from here, but Xia Que refused his offer of kindness.

I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...

Xia Que, supporting her broken body, walked in the shadows of the night, constantly apologizing to the only person in the world she could rely on.

Not long ago, Xia Que saw airships flying overhead and, sensing something was wrong, followed them all the way across the border.

Then she saw the hellish scene and the kingdom's army that had committed this atrocity.

She already knew what the kingdom was doing behind the scenes; the kingdom was constantly improving its combat power and looking for the right opportunity to dominate the world.

Right now, she's being hunted down by the kingdom's elite... no, it's more like being hunted down than hunted down.

Being played with. Being treated like a toy.

Lycia, the leader of the kingdom's strongest force, the "Ghosts," is a pitiful, broken woman. She was ridiculously strong, strong enough to leisurely inflict such a miserable state on Xia Que.

Even so, Xia Que still felt sorry for her... hopelessly so.

"Hero, where are you~?"

——!?

Xia Que unconsciously took a deep breath of the cold air. Where? Where? Where should I hide? There's no time to lose, I'll just stay here.

The summer sparrow burrowed into the grass, lay down, covered its mouth and nose, and tried to regulate its breathing, suppressing its breath and trying to eliminate its scent as much as possible, but it couldn't suppress its heartbeat.

"Hero, my lord?"

A figure in white robes and a green hat appeared on the horizon, overlapping with the double moons and becoming exceptionally bright. Beneath the hood, a blood-stained face revealed a twisted, crescent-shaped smile, a smile masking twisted emotions.

Where are you?

A melodious voice sang, calling out to the "brave" Xia Que. As if dancing under the moon, Lycia danced around like a puppet with its strings cut, the military knife in her hand gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Da da da……

When Lycia reached the vicinity of the bushes, Xia Que's heart nearly jumped out of her chest. She closed her eyes in terror, praying that she wouldn't be discovered.

Tap, tap... tap... tap... tap...

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Xia Que opened her eyes with lingering fear. After confirming with her own eyes that Lycia's departing figure had disappeared, she hid for a while longer before finally crawling out of the bushes.

Great...we weren't discovered...

Xia Que breathed a sigh of relief, but then found herself troubled by other worries.

She confirmed that Lycia had left, but she also encountered another problem here.

She was surrounded in every sense of the word; almost everywhere was now under the kingdom's control, and she had no idea where she was or where to run.

She wasn't a hero, and she knew it well enough. It was precisely because she understood this that she so desperately wanted to live. Now, in this desperate situation, she had to do everything she could to survive and also find a way to help others.

Just as Hale reached out a hand to herself when she was in dire straits, she could no longer honestly hold that warm hand... because it was a hand she herself had let go of.

Xia Que shook her head, putting these unnecessary things out of her mind. Now she just needed to figure out how to escape from here, survive, carefully recall everything Hao Er had taught her, and organize her thoughts.