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

Chapter 163 Tiluella
"Hmm... Lord Mirad, how was my commentary? Did it create a buzz in the audience?"

Hiolitta embraced Mirad's neck, her pure white wings obscuring his eyes, the soft wingtips playfully rubbing against his face.

"However, you and that war god hero went a bit too far. The demon pig meat was almost burnt when it was served to the audience. Luckily, the demon pigs themselves are of very good quality, aren't they?"

"Hmm...you explained it very well."

"Hmph, although I was a little distracted, it wasn't a lie or a platitude~ I'll gladly accept your compliment!"

Hiolitta released her membranous wings and walked around to face him. This time, she tried to smooth Mirad's furrowed brow with her delicate hands… but of course, she failed. Tilting her head to watch Mirad, who was walking and deep in thought, she couldn't help but sigh as well, mimicking his gesture.

"Thinking about those two seniors? Oh dear, I asked my fourth sister to look after them a little. They won't be given any trouble by the authorities and will be able to cross the border smoothly..."

Mirad was indeed thinking about Ryan and Chloe.

Ryan patted him on the shoulder after the exhibition match and left the training ground… presumably not planning to stay in Créteil any longer, and departing for Rescadeer that very day. Meanwhile, after today's matches concluded, Chloe also submitted her resignation to the committee.

He wasn't worried about their safety... those two were top-tier experts. More concerned was what choice Ryan would ultimately make.

"Hioltata".

"Hmm? Hmm hmm hmm? Lord Mirad, what brings you here?"

Tell me more about your fourth sister.

"Alright, alright, let me think about it. I've already explained this to you, Lord Mirad, many times, so let's keep it simple this time?"

She ran her fingers across the mirror of the magic mirror, rummaged around for a while, and then showed Mirad a frequently contacted magic mirror user whose profile picture was a strawberry cake... Along with that, she also showed a lot of pictures and text that looked like they were under a lot of work pressure.

For example, “This morning, in preparation for the possible arrival of the resurrected saint, Nosculim ordered the slums to be cleaned.”

The accompanying picture shows a bright and clean street... Not only is there no garbage, sewage, or mud on the ground, but there isn't a single person in sight; it's been swept spotlessly clean.

The next post depicted the plight of the poor who were also "swept away." These poor souls, ironically, were being treated well and fed by the demons in the demon realm. Mirad squinted, counting the digits before the thumbs-up at the bottom of the text.

If he remembered correctly, this thing must have received countless thumbs-ups from monsters as a sign of their praise.
According to Siolitta, only a few monsters are currently equipped with the new point-to-multipoint mesh mirror, and it has not been widely promoted. Nevertheless, the things that Tiluella posted have received tens of thousands of praises.

"This 'Want to eat strawberry cake' is my fourth sister, her name is Tiluella, the leader of the monster radical faction."

Hiolitta scrolled through several entries, and unsurprisingly, they were all slums that Tiluella had saved, which were ordered to make changes due to the news of the upcoming resurrection saint, which would lower their impression score... and the slums that were left homeless as a result, and were eventually taken in by monsters.

The more I looked at her, the fainter her smile became, until finally she even curled her lips into a slight smirk.

"Wow, Fourth Sister's recent posts are all related to you in some way... It seems that Rescadeer has also heard some rumors and thinks that you will go there after you finish your trip to Creteia? However, it seems that Rescadeer is not very welcoming to you."

"...Miradria doesn't seem to have had any such publicity."

Mirand's brow furrowed even more. The Fourth Princess's posting of these pictures and texts was certainly not just a simple sharing of daily life and baseless rumors... Just like the upper echelons of Rescadeye who issued those decrees, they all had their own purposes.

If Rescadeer's intention was to damage his image among the people through wasting resources and manpower... then Tiluella's purpose was likely to spread the word about Rescadeer's filth to the monsters and gather more power.

He had heard monsters from other countries who came to participate in the Games talk about Rescadeer more than once. At first, they praised the people, the land, and the abundance of resources there. But recently, the situation seemed to have taken a sharp turn for the worse, and they were now in a state of deep sorrow whenever the place was mentioned.

...This is likely a propaganda tactic of praising before criticizing.

"Miradriya has been excluded from Fourth Sister's publicity strategy. Cretia is in dire need of manpower, so how could they possibly call away all the single monsters here? Even Miradriya's demon nun who worships the main god plans to stay..."

"How do I contact the other party using this?"

"Hmm... I can't get in touch with her. Judging by the time, Fourth Sister should be working on some documents right now. The Mirror of Reflection is on silent and do-not-disturb mode. But I can help you send her a message, Lord Mirad. What should I say?"

"Never mind... it's much better to talk about some things face to face."

"Alright, that's the meeting request~ Hehehe, as your loyal little secretary, I will carry out your orders meticulously, Lord Mirad~ Send!"

Hiolitta quickly drafted a short message and sent it to the other party. After a while, she tugged at Mirard's sleeve and tentatively asked, "Um, Lord Mirard?"

"Ok?"

"You probably won't have a conflict with Fourth Sister, right? Wow, Fourth Sister is always so good to me! She always brings us younger sisters cute clothes and delicious food... So, if I had to choose between you and her, I would definitely choose you, but don't expect me to beat up my own sister, okay?"

Seeing Hiolitta's serious refusal, but her cheeky rubbing of her index finger and thumb, Mirad couldn't help but laugh first.

He himself was still unsure of his stance on the extreme faction against the monsters until he witnessed it firsthand. The girl in front of him, however, was already on high alert, waiting for him to quote a suitable price before severing ties with her own sister.

However… since she brought up the issue first, it means the other person cares about it too. On one side is family, on the other is an idol (who has seriously stopped being a fan), it's indeed a difficult choice.

"A kiss?"

"...Can I stick out my tongue?"

"No."

"not enough!"

"A kiss where you can't stick your tongue out, plus a not-too-difficult request?" "Deal! Whatever you do, Lord Mirad, I'll support you! After everything is over, I'll join you in conquering Fourth Sister!"

As he pondered her choice of words, Mirand's furrowed brows completely relaxed, and he chuckled, "A clever little trick."

"I know you won't make me make a difficult choice."

"Speaking of which, I haven't settled the score with you for using those linguistic traps at the monastery. You claimed it was under the watchful eye and guarantee of my 'faith'..."

"Hahaha... Hey, Lord Mirad, look! Isn't that Orpheus?" Hyolita suddenly pointed to a figure on the side of the street.

"Even if you try to distract me, I still..."

Mirad turned his head and then froze.

Because it really was Orpheus. Although he had disguised himself a little, such as hiding his snake body and hair and casting a human-like spell on himself, he could still recognize him at a glance.

She walked in the shadows of the street with her head down, focused only on the path beneath her feet, so engrossed that she didn't even notice him.

"Hehehe, the famous detective Hyolita is back! This time, he's investigating the mystery of the escape of suspect Orphius..."

She pulled out a shawl and a strangely shaped hat and put them on, her eyes shining.
"My dear assistant, Lord Mirad, what are your thoughts?"

“She has no reason to go out. She doesn’t usually cook, so she doesn’t need to buy groceries… Orpheus also doesn’t need to visit friends.”

but…

Mirad squinted at the small piece of paper Orpheus was holding, which seemed to be covered with dense writing.

If I'm not mistaken, it should be an address.

He started walking and caught up with the other person from a distance.

The detective-dressed Hyolitta hurriedly flapped her wings and followed, muttering her reasoning as she flew.

Turn right into the alley, then leave the alley and turn left.

Orpheus arrived in front of a house.

After a moment's hesitation, she knocked on the door.

A woman opened the door. Orpheus spoke to her, and the woman's expression changed from bewilderment to anger, but that anger quickly vanished, leaving only bewilderment.

"I can read lips! I can read lips! Let me see..."

Hiolitta leaned closer, pressing her face against Milad's.

"We, here, don't, want, newspapers? Hmm... It seems the truth has come out, Assistant Mirad-sama! That cold-faced fat snake has finally realized how much of a financial burden she's been putting on by eating and sleeping at home all day. Now she's found a part-time job to support herself and even supplement her household income. Waaah, what a good girl, Mirad-sama, you should cherish her...?"

"It's an apology."

Milady drew a conclusion.

"Hmm... Oh dear, don't expose me so quickly. In most mystery novels, there need to be three or four false solutions before the true solution can be derived... and sometimes the false solution at the beginning is the true solution! Lord Mirad, shall we reconsider the possibility that that fat snake is thrifty and hardworking...?"

"I remember the address on the note in her hand; it was the home of someone who had organized and participated in the anti-monster march."

Hiolitta was shocked by the dark side of the Cretea government!

She covered her mouth, involuntarily taking a few steps back. "Wow... that's too much! Just because you oppose monsters, you secretly memorize their addresses and stuff..."

Mirad was puzzled. "...I remember the names, addresses, and family situations of most of the citizens and residents living in the capital. Is there a problem?"

"Oh, right, you're that type... Anyway, you think the addresses on that note are all from very stubborn anti-monster groups, and Miss Orpheus is apologizing?"

"Yes. This family lost their daughter in the war between humans and demons. A few days ago, their daughter, who had been resurrected hundreds of years ago and is now a corpse demon, rushed back home."

"The lady of the house seemed to accept the apology quite readily. Hmm, I get it."

"Let's keep following."

Mirad and Hyolitta concealed their scents and disguised themselves, hanging behind Orpheus as she knocked on the next door.

Rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes.

Cursing, scolding, impatient waving, as if brushing away dust.

"If that's the case, why don't you atone with your death?"

The questions came on the wind and reached the ears of the onlookers.

(End of this chapter)