What should I do if the hero is resurrected in the Monster Girl Encyclopedia?

Chapter 18 The Academy and the Heroes of Rescadeye (2)

There are rules against making noise and ritualistic magic set up in the library, so those unruly students haven't dared to cause trouble in the library.

...This place has become a safe haven for some students who don't want to be disturbed by others and can meet with their partners in peace.

Every few bookshelves, you could see students whispering sweet nothings to their partners. Even when Kissfield walked past them with Mirad and Hyolitta, it couldn't separate these hot-blooded teenagers.

The librarian seemed completely oblivious to the situation inside the library, looking down at the book in her hands... It seemed she was determined to remain blind even if the sky were to fall.

Leading the way with her eyes straight ahead, Kissfield's movements were slightly stiff. The shameless, lewd environment made Lescatier, who had grown up there, quite uncomfortable, and the rule against noise prevented her from setting off a big firework to get the students to behave.

She doesn't object to students enjoying their youth, but shouldn't this kind of thing be done at home, alone with their partners?

The little leather shoes made a crisp clattering sound on the floor, which Kissfield hoped would mask the sticky breaths and sweet whispers, but it was just a drop in the ocean.

Once you've brought the person here, it would be so much better to just turn around and leave.

But she really couldn't get away so easily. That lifeless, old-fashioned uncle was clearly no pushover; he could dodge her magic and see through her disguise at a glance.

As for the short nun beside him, she instinctively felt a sense of danger.

Although neither of them seemed like big mouths, if the people in the Lescateyer delegation learned of their existence, the safety of the old-fashioned uncle and the short nun would be beyond their control.

Especially since it was my own negligence that got these two involved.

Ugh, how can I get these two to shut up completely... One trouble after another, it's so boring.

So even after Mirad had selected a few magic books and placed them on the table, Kissfield remained motionless, her right hand on her hip, brow furrowed, and face slightly flushed as she stared at her left fingernails... Her pink nail polish, adorned with gaudy little sequins, was hardly captivating; she was merely using it to mask her agitation and contemplation.

"Miss Kieslfield,"

I admire the other person's perseverance in enduring all that pain... at least in this respect, they truly deserve to be called a hero. Mirad said softly, "You must be very good at magic, right?"

Snapping out of her deep thought, Kieslfield raised her head, brushed aside her bangs, and revealed eyes the same color as molten gold.

"Huh? Why are you suddenly asking this, sir... are you trying to pick me up?"

The girl curled her lips into a playful smile, her tone languid.
"Well, I don't know, but I guess so. I'm really good at making shiny, explosive things, so blowing this place up into the sky would be a piece of cake."

Kieslfeld spoke casually, but when she mentioned blowing the library up, she spoke slowly and deliberately, glancing at a student couple cuddling together not far away... She might have actually considered it seriously.

"Hero of Rescadeer, I swear in the name of the gods that I will not question your reasons for disguising yourself and appearing here, nor will I reveal them. In exchange... how about we spar a bit with magic? I'd like to see how a hero fights now."

Eugene and Krinshid were also heroes, but with Hiolitta around, they were subdued before they could even unleash their full power... They were kept under house arrest in the hotel room, so it wasn't convenient to call them out to fight.

"……what?"

After a brief moment of astonishment, came a drawn-out exclamation, a mixture of disbelief and surprise.

Kieslfield's beautiful, molten gold pupils widened suddenly, and her brain momentarily went blank.

A soft chuckle escaped her lips, which were glossy and moistened with lip gloss, and a playful smile curved them. She narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Mirad from head to toe, as if to re-evaluate him.

"Heh... Really? Uncle, your idea is way too old-fashioned. A fight? Not entirely out of the question. If a beating from me can shut you up... I think we should meet before sunset today at the lumberyard on the eastern outskirts of the city. Considering we're all devout followers of the Lord God, I'll go easy on you a little." With the problem of keeping quiet solved, and with the great Lord God watching over her so she wouldn't have to worry about leaking the secret beforehand, Kissfield seemed much better off, finally able to leave the library filled with lewd atmosphere.

"See you there, Uncle. Don't run away at the last minute. If you become a coward, the Supreme God and I will both look down on you."

"I will arrive on time."

Once the time and place were agreed upon, she left the library as if granted a pardon, her twin ponytails swaying as she walked briskly.

After watching her retreating figure until she disappeared behind the door, Mirand was finally able to sit down and read properly.

Hiolitta leaned down, pressing her lips close to Mirard's ear as if to reveal some earth-shattering secret. Her warm breath tickled him. "I didn't expect that old-fashioned Uncle Mirard would be so good at handling this type of girl! You won her over with just a few words and even made plans for a next date~"

Mirad was about to peruse a collection of papers by several ancient magic researchers, particularly interested in their work on improving the efficiency of magic utilization and their simplified magical imagination models. Upon hearing Siolitta's words, he paused in his reading, "...This isn't a date, and I have no interest in getting to know her better."

More than romantic feelings, Mirad was concerned about why a hero from the Thunder Kingdom was hanging around in a place like the academy.

Espionage? Secret meetings? Stealing classified documents?

Rescatier's attitude...

Not asking for reasons doesn't mean Mirad won't investigate personally.

That warrior from Lei Kingdom was far too inexperienced; he actually fell for such a simple linguistic trap.

I've already memorized Kissfield's magical scent; what I need to do next is reconstruct her movements within the academy.

Following the library's rule against loud noise, Hiolitta deliberately lowered her voice, which only made her already alluring voice sound like a whispered conversation, sparking all sorts of fantasies. "Eh~? Is that so? I thought Lord Mirad had finally fallen in love and was going to make a move on his hot junior~"

He turned his head away from the succubus's scorching breath. Responding to Siolitta in this situation would only allow her to succeed, so Mirad chose to remain silent.

However… there's the issue of marriage and relationships.

Is Rescatcher into the flamboyant style of Kieslfield...?
Putting aside the outfit that slightly challenged Mirad's bottom line, Mirad had always kept her distance from matters between men and women.

He had experienced the bitterness of unrequited love and had blindly pursued someone impossible, but his thoroughly failed first love had long been buried in the royal palace of his homeland, which effectively ended his thoughts of love.

Moreover, given her own circumstances... Mirad has no intention of getting married.

Elves are considered long-lived, with a lifespan of only a few hundred years, but his slumber lasted for over a thousand years.

The miracle of death and resurrection. In other words, it means that Mirad cannot go to the underworld with his destined one, and that Mirad must watch his loved one slowly pass away, leaving him alone in the world.

He never complained about the blessing God had bestowed upon him. As God's agent and the church's sharpest blade, he was clear about his responsibilities and knew he should not waste his time on romance.

"The abstinent saint Mirad, who seals away love and keeps his heart sealed, is also amazing~ Ouch, that hurts!"

Milad's mud pellet hit her right between the eyebrows, and Hyolitta, with a bump on her forehead, pouted.

(End of this chapter)