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

Chapter 194 Obora's Melancholy
Rainwater seeped into Polatlonmeier's hair, sliding down her face, with many droplets clinging to her eyelashes, making her already blurry vision even more obscured.

I was all alone on the street, the rain pattering so loudly. My wet hair was stuck together and plastered to my temples, it was so uncomfortable.

As one of the three musketeers of Rescadeer... she has been working tirelessly these days for her colleague Alamelia.

In short, the task involved traveling among the Knights who shared the same discontent with Alameria's fate, gathering testimonies from the Knights who testified to Alameria's upright conduct and explained the hero's long-standing contributions to Lescateer. These testimonies were then compiled by Olivia, another musketeer skilled in this matter, and submitted to the Senate in the hope of a swift and accurate verdict of innocence.

...Pola herself would rather stand before the priests of Nosculim and the members of the Senate and question them why they ignored Alameria and allowed such a distinguished warrior to be imprisoned in a narrow room because of a baseless and ridiculous accusation, unable to even meet with them.

Moreover, according to Olivia, this outcome is the best possible result for Alameria, who is accused of colluding with monsters, or even being a monster herself.

The nobles in the Senate, hesitant to pass a resolution to execute the hero due to the arrival of the resurrected saint, had no choice but to delay. However, the long delay in the verdict made Pora restless.

Unlike the other two musketeers, she wasn't as astute, and she knew nothing about politics. Why was the verdict delayed, and why had Alamelia suffered such injustice...?

And then there's the statement in the application that "to ensure the safety of the capital city of Rescade and the purity and justice of the heroes, it is necessary to eliminate the monsters that have infiltrated..."

She still can't understand it.

Many people say she is carefree and without worries. Indeed, she doesn't think things through deeply enough, and most of the time she leaves the decisions to the other two musketeers.

However, she also has things that worry her and things that bother her.

...For example, right now. The only thing she could understand was that she didn't want to see her friend suffer injustice.

Today, I was turned away again at the Northculim Palace.

Lady Wilmarina shook her head in distress... She said that the priestess of Nosculim had been unwell recently and was unable to receive guests. Even the strongest heroine, Lady Wilmarina, who had been closely following the developments in the Alameria case, was powerless... What could she, Pora, possibly do?

Let's just... let's just rush into the cell and rescue Alamelia.

...But what happens after that?
Where can Alamelia go?

Pola had heard rumors before that the Church of Rescue had some kind of purge mechanism; such rumors were widespread among the various knightly orders. But she always dismissed such unfounded rumors and conspiracy theories with a laugh.

She, Alamelia, Alamelia's knights, Olivia, everyone in the Knights... should all be willing to lend a helping hand.

Together, they could probably defeat the legendary, all-powerful Purge Agency, right?
Even if we fight back... will the injustices suffered by Alamelia be washed away?

……

...Pola couldn't understand it.

What should I do? My head hurts so much.

It's so cold. Rain is soaking my back. Isn't it summer?

I shouldn't have forgotten to bring an umbrella.

A white mist filled the air... No, that's not right, it doesn't seem to be just simple mist.

Pola stopped walking.

An unnatural white mist began to rise from the rain.

A figure stood in front of him, blocking his way.

Every drop of rain was evaporated by the astonishing heat before it even reached that figure, turning into a mist that swirled around him.

Pola looked up and saw the blonde girl standing deep in the rain curtain, her twin ponytails still dazzling, as bright as flames, as if the scorching sun pierced through the gloomy sky.

She felt a warm breeze blowing over her, and her clothes and hair, which had been sticking to her skin and making her feel extremely uncomfortable, suddenly became dry. Even the cold raindrops on her head were no longer there.

"Hey, Pola, it's been a long time..."

The blonde girl smiled. Her smile was so bright and radiant that Pola momentarily thought the dark clouds had dissipated and the sky was clear.

"I guess there's something you need help with?"

"Kieslfield? Aren't you being controlled..."

Pola recognized the girl in front of him.

I've chatted with Kissfire Hero once or twice, and we get along very well, but because we belong to different knight orders, we don't interact very often.

"Hmm... well, you've come at the right time. Tell me, do you think Olivia, Alameria, and I combined could defeat Lady Wilmarina?"

Lady Wilmarina had also spoken up for Alamelia, and she didn't want Alamelia to suffer imprisonment... However, if things really came to the point where a prison break was unavoidable... After much deliberation, Yipora felt that Lady Wilmarina would most likely not choose to help them, and might even stand in their way.

Therefore, even though the person in question was Wilmarina, whom Pola greatly respected and who was also his benefactor, Pola could only reluctantly regard her as the hypothetical enemy of his prison break team.

“...Alamelia,”

Kissfield seemed to have thought of something... Did she see through her thoughts?
Pola's heart tightened. The other party probably, maybe, perhaps... wouldn't report him.

"The three of you used to be super inseparable, right... Hmm, come with me? I'll take you to see Alameria?"

"Huh...? But isn't it true that visits aren't allowed at the place where Alamelia is being held?"

Pola tilted her head. Sneaking off to see Alamelia…that’s wrong, isn’t it? It’s against the rules of Rescadeer. But right now, it’s these very rules that bind Lady Wilmarina and have imprisoned Alamelia.

"Want to go?"

"go!"

Inside Alamelia's solitary cell. The rain outside continued to fall, showing no signs of stopping.

Kissfield stood to the side, arms crossed, watching with a helpless expression as Pora clung tightly to Alameria, crying her eyes out and refusing to let go.

"I...I'll try my best to get you out of here, Alamelia...Olivia is trying too, and so is everyone in the Knights... Waaah..."

Her words were slurred, interspersed with sobs and whimpers, "How come you've lost so much weight..."

"It's alright, it's alright..."

Alamelia gently stroked the other's head and gave Kieslfeld a look. The latter immediately understood, nodded slightly, and left the cell.

In any case, the surveillance magic in this cell can only show an illusion, and the guards will be misled by one-sided illusions and will not break in for a while.

Let's leave it to the two of them.

After a long while, Kieslfeld returned to the cell. Pola had wiped away her tears and regained her composure. "I don't know how you did it... but it's so wonderful that you're reunited with your parents, Alamelia! But... are you really not worried? You said you'd have a chance to leave here..."

"Hmm. I can't tell you right now, but it's okay. I'll leave here safe and sound sooner or later... Please pass on these words to him as well."

Alamelia smiled gently.

"Thank you for your help, Kieslfield... I've been thinking about chatting with Pola for a while... but I haven't had the chance yet..."

"It's fine."

With a wave of her hand, Kieslfield knew that this half-vampire hero was probably hiding part of the truth... which made sense given Poira's personality. Perhaps after leaving prison, Alameria would find a suitable opportunity to reveal the truth.

……Um?

Was part of the truth concealed?

Miss Oprah, she...

Epora yawned.

"Lord Obora, don't you really need to rest? You haven't had a break for days..."

Who is speaking?

She slowly turned her head... Oh. She was a witch trained by the radical faction.

It took Eborah a few seconds to understand what the other person meant.

She shook her head. "No. No need to rest. The sooner we analyze His magic, the more secure we'll be. Now we're just one step away from making the entire magic model's logic flow smoothly..."

The witches inside the secret room all cast worried glances at them.

“I think you should meet with Miss Kissfield…” “She’s been coming to the camp every day these past few days, asking about your whereabouts.” “Lord Obora, you also want to talk to her, don’t you? I’ve seen your hand hesitating on the Reflection Mirror several times.”

They all tried to persuade her.

Kiesl... Opola lowered her eyes.

That girl was so gentle and sunny.

Undoubtedly, she viewed her help as an unconditional act of kindness. In her heart, she might even see herself as some kind of...respectable idol.

But Obora knew she was no noble demon. Everything she did was merely an act of atonement. Each time she thought of this, and saw the child's flawless, pure, radiant smile, Obora's heart ached slightly.

She... suddenly didn't know how to interact with that girl.

Escaping? You could say that.

"In short, Lord Obora, you can't keep working like this! Even Baphomet needs to rest for five minutes!"

The petite witches surrounded her, forcefully restraining Obora, who could only offer weak resistance, and pinning her to the sofa in the lounge.

"..."

She sighed.

This is not something that can be sorted out simply by taking a break.

He took out the Magic Mirror and subconsciously opened the communication record with Mirad.

I flipped up a few pages, and it was all about the exchange and discussion of intelligence... Occasionally, we would chat about Luo Gen's learning progress.

She's such a boring and dull monster.

Occasionally, at night, he would get involved... but Obola knew in his heart that it was just his sense of responsibility acting up.

Silently, Obola deleted the words she had typed out, which had a slightly coquettish tone, letter by letter.

Obola closed her eyes and placed the mirror aside.

...It's fine as it is now.

He maintained a distance from the girl, keeping their relationship ambiguous.

She is already... very satisfied.

(End of this chapter)