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

Chapter 43 Agricultural Exposition (3)

Obora disappeared into the crowd, but the faint scent of figs seemed to linger in the air.

Her knowing chuckle made Mirad glance unconsciously at his hand, which was clasped with Siolitta's.

He didn't reach out to shake her hand, so the girl simply enveloped his fingers in her warm, soft palm.

Even so, the mischievous and playful daughter of the demon king seemed content and had no desire to go any further.

Does this mean that as a fan, you're content just to hold hands with someone?

Seeing that Mirad hadn't made a move, Siolitta squeezed his hand. "What's wrong, Lord Mirad? Are you thinking about something related to me? If so, I'll be very happy~ although I'm happy right now anyway."

Mirad readily admitted, "Yes."

"Huh? It really is something related to me... What?!" Jumping up and bumping the sullen man with her shoulder, Hiolitta's eyes lit up. "Could it be..."

"No comment."

"I knew it! But it doesn't matter, I'm just happy that Lady Mirard has a place for a little fan like me in her heart~ whether it's good... or bad." Taking a deep breath, Hiolitta smiled, her eyes narrowing. "However—that being said, I still hope that Lady Mirard will think of me in a better light. If I knew that you looked down on me behind my back, my fragile fan's heart would explode. But that kind of negative thought is subtly acceptable. After all, Lady Mirard, you are just that strong-willed. As a fan, it's my duty to support my idol..."

He typed rapidly without any pause!
As she spoke, Hiolitta seemed to be thinking about something strange, and a blush crept onto her cheeks.

Mirad reached out his left hand to cover the mouth of the talkative Lilim. He thought he was no longer impatient, but now he realized that there was always someone better.

"Waaah..." With her mouth forcibly covered, she felt weak and powerless, and her breath brushed against Mirad's palm... It was a little itchy.

"There is a situation."

Mirad paid no further attention to the strangeness in Lilim's arms and slowly loosened his grip... He sensed the hostility in the crowd.

It's perfectly normal for spies or assassins to infiltrate agricultural expos; chaos is exactly what they want.

Squinting, most of the visitors to the expo focused their attention on the vendors along the way, while others paid more attention to the central stage.

An entity capable of projecting hostility onto him…

"Wow! I found you!"

A girl who had been diligently standing guard suddenly lit up with a gleam in her eyes, shouted, and plunged into the crowd. After a brief commotion, she dragged a muscular man into the gap between the tents.

Soon, the hostility disappeared.

Their presence also vanished.

…It's a magic spell to keep people away.

The alert has been lifted.

After a few seconds of silence, Mirad tried his best not to think about what happened to the spy afterward.

At least no civilians were hurt... Finally noticing the girl's unusual movements, he looked down at Siolitta.

"Don't worry about it... Trust our security..." Hiolitta, like a cat that hadn't yet had its fill, cupped his loosened hand to her lips, her warm breath making Mirad's left hand tremble. "By the way... could we continue, Lord Mirad?"

"..." He silently pinched Hiolitta's cheek hard.

"Eh, eh, eh, I'm sorry, Lady Mirad! I shouldn't have made that kind of joke at a time like this!" Siolitta's face scrunched up, her lips pouting. "Anyway, the monsters are watching... so let's ignore those who want to cause trouble. Let's enjoy the expo in peace before Miss Kieslfield makes her move... okay?"

"enjoy?"

When Mirad first heard the word, he was a little confused. After a while, he realized that Hiolitta wanted to express that he wanted to relax his mind.

Did he really enjoy it when he already knew that the spies had infiltrated the crowd and were ready to attack civilians and cause chaos? He had originally intended to shout at the other party like that.

But judging from the speed at which the monster girl disguised as a human moved... it seems that dealing with these spies really doesn't require his intervention.

“Conserve your energy! Conserve your energy! Lord Mirard doesn’t need to waste his energy on these small fry in preparation for Miss Kieslfield’s operation… Can you accept this explanation?” She pulled her hand away, her face flushed from the pinch. “Or perhaps, they’re trying to distract the security and guards this way? But it seems they’re unaware that the expo has hired monsters as security… This method is useless; the line of sisters waiting to be on duty already stretches all the way to the monastery.”

She spoke so logically that Mirand couldn't completely refute her.

However, at least for now, entrusting security to monsters isn't a bad idea.

As I pondered, a girl wearing a simplified dragon head mask and an oversized mascot costume approached, carrying a plate of exquisite red fruit.
"Sir and lady over there, would you like to try our newly cultivated dragon pepper? One bite and you'll experience an extreme spiciness comparable to a volcano!"

"No spicy food."

Without the slightest hesitation, Hiolitta resolutely refused the food she didn't like!

"Just one bite, and a special magic will simulate the magnificent sight of a dragon breathing fire, spewing virtual flames from its mouth!"

"No spicy food."

Covering her ears, Siolitta shook her head again!

"...Your Highness, being picky about food is not good. Spicy food is a unique experience, not to mention the agricultural cooperative members who cultivated these adorable little chili peppers even added a mechanism to protect their mucous membranes..."

"No spicy food."

A resolute gaze, an unquestionable tone. This was the majesty of the Demon Princess!
"Oh dear, this is really a headache... It seems I won't be able to deliver that intelligence to you..."

“…Who are you?” Mirad looked the other person up and down. By human standards, she was clearly a beauty, but for some reason, she just couldn’t leave a deep impression on him.

"Just a lowly intelligence agent. You must be the legendary Lord Mirad, who fought against the demon tide for seven days and seven nights, slaying two Demon Kings and Saints, a feat whose fame is known to all. It's a pleasure to meet you~" She took a step back and removed her hat in greeting... but the dragon head hat she was wearing looked a little awkward.

What intelligence do you have?

"If it's you, let me think... about the latest developments in the White Wasteland? Or perhaps the plans of that heroine who's so out of place in the Thunder Kingdom? Whoever it is, I can provide accurate and exclusive information~"

"Don't listen to her nonsense, Lord Mirard... This guy's information is completely inaccurate... and he likes spicy food too, what a lack of taste." Squeezing Mirard's hand, Hiolitta twitched her lips, complaining about the unreliability of the intelligence officer in front of her.

Donning the dragon-head mask again, she touched her lips with her finger, lost in thought. "But, Your Highness, you've exchanged information with me 326 times, haven't you? Should I list them all for you? In front of Lord Mirad? The first one… Miradmipa's…"

She quickly interrupted the girl in the dragon-head hood, her ears turning slightly red, "Ahem, let's not talk about that anymore! She's just a little firecracker, I'll take her!"

She grabbed the chili peppers from the tray and threw them into her mouth.

"Goooo——"

A thin layer of sweat instantly appeared on her forehead. The pillar of fire, which was not hot but merely a phantom, spewed from Hiolitta's mouth, drawing exclamations of admiration from passing tourists.

"The information is right here on this tray. Actually, even if Princess Hiolitta doesn't eat chili peppers, I would still tell you~" With a sly smile, the girl in the dragon-head hood looked at Mirad. "Originally~ I was going to play the riddle-maker for a while longer, hiding and pretending, and then turn the information into an incomprehensible code to hand it to you. But given your current state, you can probably continue without my information, right? Anyway, good luck~ goodbye!"

In the blink of an eye, she disappeared from the spot, leaving only a tray containing small notes lying alone on the ground.

"baffling."

He handed a bottle of milk to Hiolitta, whose eyes were watering from the spiciness. Mirad pondered for a long time but still couldn't recall what the girl from earlier looked like.

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