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Just as he was racking his brains trying to recall which exorcism incantation was easiest to recite... the knocking had turned into a banging on the door.
A flurry of footsteps, accompanied by a cacophony of shouts, and suddenly a dense array of torches pierced through the bright French windows, enveloping the entire library.
The next moment, to the shocked gaze of the patrolling guards, the gate was smashed open with a bang!
"Royal Knights, Open the Door!"
Countless ferocious paladins, wielding spears and blades, surged in...
Chapter 84 The Evil Operation of the Border Library
"What, what's going on?!"
The patrolling guard was so frightened that he dropped his lantern on the floor. As he watched the familiar-looking knights, who were definitely elite anti-terrorism knights, rushing towards him, he instantly went through all the mistakes he had made in his life.
He instinctively raised his hands, his eyes wide with terror, and shouted, "I swear, I'll never watch Dragon Horse again in my life!!!"
Countless paladins swept past him without even glancing at him. The leader, a noblely dressed man, glanced at him and casually uttered:
"He's just a pervert. Let him go. Everyone else in the library tonight... arrest and imprison them on suspicion of espionage!!!"
The patrolling guard looked somewhat dazed when a paladin picked him up and casually tossed him aside at the door.
In the cold wind, it took a long time before the patrolling guard suddenly raised his head, remembered the person's identity, and his expression gradually became blank: "...Prince Ota?!"
A commotion arose in the library, but most of the knights had a clear purpose and escorted Prince Ota toward the scholars' quarters inside the library.
Startled by the loud noise, the green-haired woman pushed open the door and stepped out. She paused slightly, looking at the group of solemnly waiting paladins:
"Prince Ota, Minister Tus, and Commander Erwin... what's going on here?"
Astrid looked somewhat awkward. She glanced at Prince Ota subconsciously, and a hint of guilt suddenly appeared in her clear eyes...
Sure enough, there was a problem!
With a keen sense of criminal activity, Erwin's expression turned slightly solemn. He gave an order, and more paladins firmly protected Prince Ota in the center.
"Scholar Astrid, I never imagined you would do such a thing..."
Prince Ota looked at Estriel, his tone filled with deep disappointment.
"I... what's wrong with me... I don't know what you're talking about, Your Highness Otta," Astrid said nervously.
But those present were all people who were sensitive to words and expressions, and in their eyes, Astrid's concealment was far too clumsy... It was hard to imagine that such a person could successfully hide in the capital for so many years.
"At this point, you have no room for argument."
Otto snapped his fingers with a cold expression.
"I'd love to know what kind of explanation you can offer now that you've been caught red-handed... Astrid, we've all seen your crimes."
Several paladins in civilian clothes parted the crowd and appeared in the corridor.
Each of them carried a messenger whose wings were still fluttering, and on the messenger's feet... were conspicuous white handwritten letters.
The leading paladin knelt on one knee and reported to Prince Ota: "Your Highness, apart from the one you requested to be released, all the other messengers have been successfully captured... The scouts are keeping a close eye on the flight path of that messenger."
"Based on the trajectory analysis, the messenger's destination is most likely the border of the demon realm!"
Upon hearing this, all the paladins present cast hostile glances at him.
Colluding with demons is the most inhuman crime imaginable!
Upon seeing the messenger, Astrid's expression turned surprised. Adjusting her glasses, she stammered:
"This... this is impossible?! How... how did you find out?!"
"You have overlooked human wisdom and are ignorant... How can you manipulate noble royalty at will?"
Ota snorted coldly, took the letter from the knight, and handed it to Erwin beside him without even glancing at it.
Erwin understood and unfolded the note, reading the unencrypted text on it. His eyes widened in surprise!
"Now, in the presence of all the knights, I will publicly expose this evil evidence!!!"
Prince Otto stared intently at Astrid, his face solemn, and said:
"Erwin, read it!"
"Wait, wait a minute?!" Astrid finally lost her composure. She frantically tried to step forward, but the paladin held her back firmly: "I confess, I truly know I was wrong! Please don't read my name..."
"Too late!" Ota hissed angrily, "A traitor like you doesn't deserve any of my pity!!!"
"A mole...?" Astra's expression froze for a moment when she heard the words, and she even forgot to stop it.
After reading the words on the letter, Erwin's eyes glazed over. He turned to Prince Ota, as if to say something: "Your Highness, this might not be appropriate..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Read it!!"
"Read it aloud!"
His words were interrupted, but he forced himself to read them aloud.
Prince Ota's lips curled into a cold smile, a smile of triumphant revenge...
Finally, finally, we've exposed you, this traitor who deserves to die. Now, all we have to do is wait for the trial.
Inside the library, Erwin's trembling voice reached my ears:
"...Prince Ota gave a wicked smile, extending his long, strong fingers to slowly stroke the kitten in the corner—the meek-looking royal minister, picture..."
Snapped!
The letter in his hand was instantly clenched, and rapid breathing came from both sides. Erwin turned his head and saw two distorted faces under the lamplight:
"Wait a minute, Commander Erwin... what strange thing are you chanting?" Ota looked at Erwin with a smile, but his words carried a hint of coldness:
Are you kidding me?
"That's right, Erwin..."
Tus pressed hard on Erwin's shoulder, and Erwin could feel Tus's intimidating gaze from behind: "This is not funny at all?"
"But...but, Your Highness," Erwin explained in a trembling voice.
"These intercepted messages don't seem to be related to intelligence about the demons—"
"What?" Ota was stunned.
He snatched the neatly arranged souvenir and began reading the text line by line.
Soon, as his vision was filled with obscene texts featuring himself, his face contorted in pain.
"What the hell is all this crap?!"
He couldn't understand it at all; he could only discern the unreasonable demands placed upon him between the lines.
—Library, souvenirs, Ota face.
With a hostile expression, Otto turned to Astrid, his tone becoming somewhat menacing:
"Could you explain what's going on, Ms. Astrid?"
Shrinking her neck, Astrid, like a little girl who had done something wrong, stammered:
"This is a recent writing contest launched by 'Border Library'... I have a feeling that my excellent romance novel, which breaks conventional views, will definitely gain considerable popularity in Border Literature!!!"
Romance... novel...
Tus's mind was in complete chaos. He felt everything go black and his worldview shattered.
"What does the Border Archives have to do with me?!"
Ota roared, pointing at the obscene words and gritting his teeth, "I'm asking you this! Why is the protagonist of your novel me?!"
"Why?!?" Ota's forehead veins bulged.
"You didn't know that?" Astrid blinked, a hint of fanaticism brewing in her eyes:
"Because fan fiction... comes with its own built-in audience!"
Chapter 85 Ota: Getting Rich Starting with Confiscating Homes
“Same, same, same you…” Prince Ota almost couldn’t catch his breath.
Good heavens, you, a scholar with thick eyebrows and big eyes, have actually learned to ride on your own coattails for attention?!
The kingdom treats you like a cadre, and you promote a member of the royal family to a higher position through written authorization?!
"Astraliss scholar, let me confirm this for now..."
Seeing that Prince Ota was about to explode like a powder keg, Minister Tus quickly stepped forward and asked, "The reason why the messengers you sent all went to the Demon Clan's border is actually... to submit your, uh, romance novels?"
“Yes!” Astrid nodded obediently.
"So, why are you acting so suspiciously late at night?"
“After all, this is my first work…” Astrid lowered her head shyly and blinked. “It would be embarrassing if others saw it.”
You bastard, you actually know how to be embarrassed?!
This isn't just being embarrassed, it's downright shameless!
Everyone was internally screaming.
"Well, why were you staring so intently at Prince Ota all day?" Having a pretty good idea of what was going on, Tus asked.
"Yeah, I'm imagining some 18+ explicit scenes to get some inspiration."
Astrid nodded naturally.
A chill ran through the paladins present, and they subconsciously took a few steps back. The thought that all the participants in the round table who had come into contact with Prince Ota might be captured by the Astrid scholars and subjected to their imaginations filled their eyes with deep fear.
Suddenly, Erwin realized something and quickly grabbed the notes from the other messengers' feet. He unfolded them and immediately frowned. Unsurprisingly, his right-hand man, the prince's right-hand man, had become the perfect candidate to ride the coattails of the trend.
"After all, Prince Ota can be said to be the most perfect man."
With a hand stroking her cheek, Astrid's eyes flashed with deep infatuation: "The handsome and dashing face of a traditional novel protagonist, the noble and alluring temperament, the exquisite and stylish clothes that would surely make you feel proud to take them off... It would be a shame not to use them to write fan fiction."
These words, seemingly uttered by Astrid in a daze for Prince Otto, carried a distinctly perverse quality.
Ota remained expressionless, turning to look at Tus: "Can I execute her on the grounds of insulting royalty?"
"Calm down, Your Highness!!!"