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

Chapter 124 The Heart of Lead (Part 2)
Orpheus stared intently at the wild boar carcass in front of him.

Not long ago, the blond man led me to the edge of a forest some distance from the capital, told me to wait a moment, and then disappeared into the forest.

When he reappeared, he was carrying the enormous carcass of a wild boar on his shoulder. The boar was the size of a standard Cretia house, with its dark brown bristles standing upright like steel needles, its tusks protruding, and its hooves still covered in mud... Clearly, it had been the ruler of this woodland until its death.

The blond, blue-eyed hero remained calm, wearing an apologetic smile, seemingly unconcerned that his clothes were stained with mud and grass clippings.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting so long. This one seems to be a good size; it should be able to replenish your magic power."

The man adjusted the weight on his shoulders to prevent the massive thing from slipping off. His gaze fell on her face, as if waiting for his response.

"That's too much, I can't finish it."

Upon hearing Orpheus's reply, Mirad paused slightly.

According to Luo Gen's plan and ideas, the choice of dining location should be in line with the man's economic conditions, while also taking into account the impression it would leave on the woman.

In other words… the type of restaurant a man chooses can reveal a certain quality about him. An elegant restaurant showcases taste and wealth, a lively tavern reflects friendliness and energy… so what could better reveal a warrior's true charm than a Cretean-style outdoor barbecue?

Having figured this out, Mirad decisively decided to take Orpheus to a hunting feast.

That's a tradition that originated from the hunting season.

The men would go on outings in groups, competing to see who could hunt the finest prey. This prey would be roasted into sizzling, oily meat, to be shared and eaten in the open air. The hunter who caught the finest prey naturally had the right to be the first to tear off the most prized parts… a symbol of strength, skill, and courage.

...But he didn't consider that Orpheus, being a woman, had a smaller appetite and wouldn't be able to finish so much meat.

Will she consider it extravagant and wasteful? This is one of the ten evils that the Supreme God despises... Could it be that his first choice went wrong?
The image of Lorenz, radiating confidence in every gesture, was still vivid in his mind. Her plan was so perfect that even Mirad couldn't help but admire it. She must have put a lot of effort into her best friend's relationship and future.

However, he ruined all of this himself.

...Luo Gen, I'm sorry, I've disgraced your plans.

On the distant hills, Chloe used the flowing water to create several lenses that could magnify distant objects.

At this moment, Chloe, Ryan, and Loran were sitting in front of the lens, looking at Mirad's embarrassed expression with different expressions.

“…Little Rosen, I think little Mirad didn’t understand your feelings… It’s not your fault at all. You’re a very charming girl, so there’s no need to worry about it.”

Chloe smiled gently, but the helplessness in her eyes was almost overflowing. "Ryan and I both support you and little Milad being together."

"Chloe, it's too late to say this now."

Luo Gen didn't turn around, but just watched Mirad's rapidly changing expression in the lens, trying to find some solace in pondering his current state of mind and thoughts.

She thought to herself, "Dude, if you can make it work like this, then Orpheus really thinks highly of you. It's a mutual love affair, so although she's still unwilling to accept it, her loss might not be entirely unjust." She couldn't have come up with such a brilliant idea—dragging the untouched princess into the wilderness for an open-air barbecue…and experiencing barbarian life step by step, from hunting to bleeding, disemboweling, and cleaning her intestines.

“This wild boar is really good… Mirand got a bargain.” Ryan smacked his lips. “But they probably can’t finish it, right? I feel like that girl must be worried about that too. He should have chosen smaller prey, like a rabbit or a deer.”

“Ryan…you still don’t understand girls’ thoughts enough.”

Chloe placed her hand on the red-haired hero's shoulder, carefully choosing her words, "Generally speaking, girls prefer their first date to be in a more comfortable environment."

“I remember our first meal was on a ship,” Ryan said, lost in thought.

"Back then, you were seasick and threw up everywhere, but you insisted you didn't need the sea god's blessing for your voyage. Cleaning up the vomit, a mixture of fishy smell and alcohol, was a terrible experience..."

Chloe sighed, "But I'm really happy that you chose to be on the ship, considering my preferences."

"...Wow, you two, please consider my feelings! The man I like is on a date with another woman, and next to me are an old married couple showing off their love. I just managed to calm myself down, and I feel like I'm about to collapse again."

Luo Gen rubbed her forehead, regretting that she hadn't hidden her disappointment and that Chloe had noticed. Under Chloe's questioning, she had told Chloe everything. She had wanted to stay in the workshop to grieve in silence, but they had brought her out to watch Mirad's date... Wow, who came up with this kind of punishment?

"Ahem... I'm sorry, Little Rosemary."

Chloe gently took Loran's hand, her voice filled with genuine apology, "Try...try to think positively..."

She tried to find words of comfort, but her voice grew weaker and weaker. "It might be a little cruel to little Milad... but maybe little Orpheus will reject him because of it?" Even Chloe herself felt that this hypothetical statement was weak.

"I'm quite happy to have your favoritism, Chloe. But it doesn't seem like you'd refuse... Her Highness the Princess has already started using her magic to bleed the wild boar."

"Ah, yes... the blood accumulates in this stone basin. Luo Geng said that in her hometown, they add water and vinegar to pig's blood to make it coagulate..."

Mirad used rock-shaping magic to hoist the boar high into the air, and then sculpted a rock basin beneath it.

"The hunters of Creteia do the same. They mix pig's blood, oats, and herbs, stuff it into sausage casings, and cook it... I guess that's the blood sausage that Loran eats."

Not only did Orpheus not blame him for his extravagance, but he also volunteered to use the Blood Nourishment Spell to bleed the wild boar that had just been slaughtered... His anxiety subsided a little, and Mirad swung his rock blade, looking for a place to make an incision on the plump belly.

"You seem... quite used to these images?" he asked tentatively.

He hadn't pried into Orpheus's past for fear of touching a raw nerve with the girl. Now, however, an opportunity presented itself, a chance to learn more about him.

"Yes. Blood and corpses... Petro's city is full of them."

Orpheus sat on a stone bench nearby, watching Mirad skin and gut the animal, the air thick with the stench of its entrails. She looked down at her toes, her voice calm as if narrating a story unrelated to herself, "...Everyone was killed, leaving only me."

"I'm sorry, perhaps I shouldn't have asked?"

Mirad's voice was somewhat hoarse, as the rock blade, which should have been as sharp as a knife, became stuck in the gap between flesh and bone.

Orpheus looked up, a hint of bloodlust reflected in her pale pupils. "Why apologize? It was the monster that did it, it has nothing to do with you."

"Because I can't help but imagine your situation, guess your feelings, and put myself in your shoes."

"So you're apologizing to yourself, not me."

Orpheus calmly concluded, "You are seeking a way out of the pain in your heart caused by empathy. I see, I understand."

Mirad was speechless for a moment after being choked by her words.

He stopped what he was doing and looked at Ophie, as if he were getting to know this foreign princess all over again.

She may not really need other people's cheap pity and empathy, or she may not have learned how to accept other people's unwarranted kindness.

...Words are simply too powerless for those who have witnessed hell firsthand.

"maybe."

Mirad picked up the rock blade again, his movements more steady and efficient than before. He remained silent, focusing solely on dealing with his prey.

Orpheus also quieted down and sat on the stone bench, watching his figure busy amidst the blood and stench.

"..."

"Why did you stop talking, Lord Mirad?"

Hiolitta's eyes sparkled, and when Mirand stopped speaking, a childlike smile appeared on her face.

"...Why did you construct some plots that never happened in my narration? Especially from Luo Gen's perspective...I've said it many times, our relationship is not what you imagine, your embellishments are meaningless."

"Oh dear, this adds even more dramatic tension. Unsuccessful romances and love triangles are quite popular in human theaters, you know? I've been studying them for a long time..."

…That child must really like Lord Mirad.

Hiolitta and Obola exchanged a glance, and both saw certainty in each other's eyes.

"Alright, alright, I won't interrupt anymore, Lord Mirad, please continue~?"

(End of this chapter)