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

Chapter 30 Clues
Mirad did not sleep well that night.

The reason was simple: a strange feeling lingered in his mind, as if it were tightly binding his body. It wasn't uncomfortable, but it repeatedly woke him from his dreams.

Mirand had suspected that it was Hiolitta's doing, but when Mirand carefully examined the lovely sleeping face so close to his eyes, he couldn't find a single flaw in the girl.

She looked as if she were truly asleep and having a sweet dream. Every now and then she would utter a few ambiguous, unintelligible murmurs in her sleep, and glistening liquid would trickle from the corner of her mouth.

After checking repeatedly and finding no strange magical marks on his body, he finally had no choice but to raise a stone wall in the middle of the bed to separate himself from Siolitta, out of sight, out of mind.

Naturally, he didn't look too good the next morning. As a hero, he didn't need much sleep to maintain peak condition, but the mental strain of the entire night still left Mirad feeling miserable.

Today's itinerary... let's first investigate the other teleportation magic circles that Siolitta mentioned.

……

Elcia wasn't a large city in the central part of the continent, but it was small yet complete, fulfilling all its functions and making it a perfectly adequate capital. Even as a medium-sized city, its population was several times greater than the former capital city in Mirad's memory, and its urban development far exceeded his expectations.

In his memory, the primary function of a city should naturally be military. As a fortress, it should block key routes to intercept monsters and ensure logistics, with the comfort of living being a completely secondary consideration.

Yesterday, I was in such a rush to find the hotel and college that I didn't even notice the lampposts and sidewalks along the street... If you look closely, the drainage system is also quite good. No wonder Elcia can maintain the cleanliness of the streets while welcoming such a huge number of visitors; you can hardly find even a single vegetable leaf.

I heard that the ribbons and floral decorations used on each street have subtle differences. These decorations, prepared by residents themselves with pooled funds, add a final festive atmosphere to the city. The king's magicians would then cast spells to prolong the blooming season. The ribbons on this street are an earthy yellow, representing the earth, and the flowers chosen are chrysanthemums and pansies… all very common flowers, but the latter's bright purple prevents the decoration from being too somber.

In the early morning, Elcia was like a young lady, dressed in her finest clothes, still fast asleep. Although the city was not yet fully awake, there were already a few tourists and residents on the streets.

Mirad stood for a long time under a street lamp. This lamppost was not fueled by oil as he had initially imagined, but rather luxuriously used magic to activate the lighting magic. The milky white light emitted from the top of the copper pillar dispelled the morning mist.

“I never expected Lord Mirad to be so interested in streetlights… Could it be that he was a puppy in his past life?” He stared at it for so long that even Siolitta couldn’t help but tease herself. The nun leaned against the lamppost, her eyes glancing down at Mirad’s lower body. Even the seasoned Mirad felt a little embarrassed by that malicious gaze.

"Why a dog?" Curiosity compelled Mirand to ask, but he soon regretted it.

"Hmm...because dogs are cute and handsome?"

Behind Hiolitta, a resident who was walking his dog in the morning stopped in front of another street lamp with a yawn. The small dog he was walking didn't care about Mirad's gaze at all. With a flick of its short legs, golden liquid spurted out and splattered at the base of the lamppost, forming a small puddle.

"..."

A cute...and handsome dog...? Mirad pondered, never imagining that he would be seen this way by Hyolita.

Shouldn't idols be more noble? "Ahem... Speaking of which, someone once proposed the idea of ​​using lightning to power the city. Unfortunately, when he tried to communicate with the lightning spirits using a kite, he discovered that those beings flickering in the thunderclouds weren't as gentle as he had imagined." With a light cough, Hiolitta's cheeks flushed slightly, clearly hoping to quickly move past this less-than-elegant topic.

"What became of him?"

"His kite-flying behavior was mistaken for courtship... As a result, he successfully formed contracts with several lightning spirits. However, the Church of the Supreme God, which had initially supported his research, decisively terminated its sponsorship after discovering that the spirits he contracted were all humanoid demon spirits—and also halted a large number of similar research projects." Siolitta spoke with a smile. "Later, these scholars disappeared without a trace, and their research and utilization of lightning came to an abrupt end... However, perhaps they are still secretly conducting research somewhere?"

If all elves have such beautiful figures that are almost indistinguishable from humans, Mirad is certain that few male elves could resist the temptation of spending their days with them, and the consequences of not being able to resist... are unimaginable.

Being expelled from an anti-monster country is already a pretty good outcome.

"The Church's ban..." Mirad smiled bitterly, imagining the students of the academy angrily denouncing the Supreme God Order. Having spent so much time researching and painstakingly writing their dissertations, only to have them rendered worthless by the ban... Mirad completely understood their resentment.

It's no wonder that the battle lines have shrunk again and again because of such a stubborn and self-imposed isolation.

He had no doubt that the monsters' technology was generations ahead of the Cult of the Main God. The more Mirad learned, the more puzzled he became by the Cult of the Main God's lack of ambition. Identifying demon spirits as monsters and expelling them was reasonable, but why explicitly forbid students from conducting research that seemed completely unrelated to humans and demons? For example, limb regeneration—shouldn't that be entirely beneficial?
Healing magic has made very little progress in the last thousand years... not even as rapid as the development of potions. Faced with severe injuries, all a sorcerer can do is use illusions and anesthesia to alleviate the pain and preserve some dignity.

"The Church has certainly gone to great lengths to maintain this facade of stability—making the people believe they are protected is far more cost-effective than spending real money on fruitless expeditions." Dressed in a nun's habit, yet spouting words of mockery about the Church of God, Hyolitta seemed completely unconcerned about how disillusioned passersby would be if they saw her like this. Fortunately, there were only a few scattered vendors pushing carts on the streets at the moment.

"If you hate the Church of God so much, why do you still wear your nun's habit?"

"Do I hate it? Not really~ I just feel a little sad. Besides, there are actually quite a few monsters who believe in a main god. After all, apart from restraint and abstinence, the virtues promoted in their doctrines are all pretty good."

"A monster that worships a supreme god...?" The impact of that statement was indeed greater than learning that monsters all turned into beautiful girls. The thought of possibly encountering these alien "sisters" in the future gave Mirad a headache.

The Supreme God didn't get angry and send down divine punishment? Supreme God, are you asleep?

"By the way, this lamppost is one of the transfer magic circles~ Lord Mirad, you are really lucky to have found one so quickly~" Siolitta clapped her hands, and the runes and lines engraved on the bronze shell of the lamppost appeared.

“This street lamp is dimmer than the others. At first I thought it was because it was running out of oil, but when I got closer I found that the magic source had been partially taken away by the transfer magic circle... a very bold move.” Mirad’s fingertips traced the uneven surface of the lamppost.

The magical source that powers the entire Elcia, the magical furnace that the academy spent years developing.

Powering the entire city... Such a massive reserve of magic power would go unnoticed even if a portion were stolen by a teleportation magic circle. Moreover, these magic circles had not yet been activated, so the impact was negligible. No wonder no one else noticed.

(End of this chapter)