Girl in the Box: Please tell me why I was reincarnated as a mimic monster!

Just as Zanoba and Peter Pan were about to kill her, several throwing knives thrown by Hale forced the two men back.

Since things have come to this point, Ning has no choice but to go along with Li's whims.

"Haor...did you betray us?"

Peter Pan looked at the throwing knife that had turned into golden flames and dissipated, stuck at his feet, and asked this question.

“Yes, I betrayed him.” Hale groped his way over, without a trace of confusion. “More than those things, I care about my poor apprentice. Varos, if you dare to mess around, I’ll chop you up.”

The threatening words, tinged with a sense of oppression, spread far and wide, and everyone present heard them clearly. Everyone reacted differently, especially Xia Que, whose series of powerful attacks suddenly paused. Xiao seized this gap and struck her jaw hard with the hilt of his sword.

“Well… there’s nothing I can do about it.” Zanoba gripped his flagpole tightly. “While that spirit is commendable, you are now our enemy… I’m sorry, Haul!”

Boom-!

A powerful force was channeled from Zanoba's strong thighs to the floor, creating a deep footprint with each stomp. He charged towards Haul like a cannonball, while Peter Pan guided the Holy Sword from a distance to coordinate with Zanoba's attack.

To onlookers, their seamless teamwork seemed impeccable; Peter Pan even interspersed some attacks with carefully aimed strikes, but...

"Prayer, steadfast, uninterrupted, divine."

He threw a flying knife blessed by prayer, knocking the Seven Star Holy Sword down. At the same time, he skillfully dodged Zanoba's sweeping attack and retaliated. Even though he lost his eyes, he still possessed considerable strength, having been trained as a hero killer.

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

bump!

Lycia had already rushed back from the mess of debris. The madwoman launched an attack without regard for anything else, dragging everyone else into it as well. Countless military knives flew out like a storm, and a large number of faceless warriors appeared, wielding sharp weapons as they charged towards Haul.

Zanoba had realized that this woman, like "Dragon Fang," was a ticking time bomb, and that she was even more likely to lose control in front of Haul. In such a rampage, no one caught in the crossfire would escape unscathed.

The Punishers have begun to deploy their defenses or have fled from here. Xia Que has also put away the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and hidden in a safe place. Hao Er can't see her, but he has something he wants to say to her.

"Xia Que, I was wrong. Wait for me... I'll be back to save you soon."

After several prayers, Hale used all the weapons he had left. He showed no fear in the face of Lycia's frenzied attacks and did his best to block them.

As before, he couldn't escape it; perhaps this was his destiny with Lycia. Just as they ran out of throwing knives and a storm of sabers was about to engulf them, their magic was finally complete.

"The gate to the realm! The law of space and time! In the name of the Dragon King! Black Feather hereby offers his magic power! Open it—!"

"The Gate to Boundary Reversal!"

Three different spells were activated simultaneously, and a dazzling silver light illuminated the dark world.

end

"Ughhhhh! This is so annoying—!"

Ailan sat on the throne of the mothership. Since the commotion began, she had never stopped adjusting the fleet. First, there was the fire suppression, then the sudden transformation into a demonic realm. Who knows what happened in such a short time?

Yesterday too, she didn't sleep a wink all night trying to fix the damage caused by a certain berserker.

After the fire was brought under control, the surroundings changed due to the sudden transformation into a demonic realm. Several unrecognizable corpses lay at her feet—the price of underestimating her.

She impatiently kicked away the arguing corpse, not wanting to give it another glance. The surroundings were now filled with things created by the demonization: poisonous air, towering trees, and strange monsters. These terrible things made her eyebrows furrow.

In the name of "The Punisher," she issued autonomous commands to the other airships, then left the throne and returned to the cabin, which had taken considerable time to repair. The colors outside were gradually returning, and she sheathed her holy sword, "Queen," breathing in the crisp night air without a care in the world.

She tiptoed toward a door, intending to leave as soon as possible, but for some reason her body wouldn't obey her and she stopped there.

She reached for the doorknob, then timidly withdrew it. She looked around to make sure everything was alright before finally grasping the doorknob.

However, the door started spinning around itself, startling Ailan so much that she almost jumped up.

The door opened, and the man standing inside looked down at her, remaining in the same position. Ailan's face was burning, her mind was blank, and her small mouth opened and closed in a tangled mess, unable to utter a single word.

“Um…I…” Ailan tried desperately to say something.

"Come in," the man said, stepping aside. "We'll talk inside."

"Okay...Ok..."

Needless to say, her face must be very red right now. She really didn't expect to be caught red-handed. She walked into the room step by step, her heart pounding, her hands clasped behind her back, her fingers fidgeting.

The man closed the door, and the sound startled her again. Now she had nowhere to run. More than the fear of being exposed, she felt excitement and anticipation. She didn't know what she was looking forward to; she only knew that her body was burning.

The room was simply furnished; it felt more like an office with a bed than a bedroom. The numerous documents scattered around the room represented all of the man's energy and dedication.

Therefore, she was determined to fulfill this wish for him.

"Tell me what's going on, Ailan."

"Huh? Oh, oh..."

Ailan breathed a sigh of relief. So they hadn't come to confirm that matter after all…

Her king, her beloved, ignored her unusual behavior and walked to her desk. This was only natural, because from beginning to end, this path was one-way, and she would not regret it for this man.

Serik moved another chair over and sat down in the office chair. Ailan's eyelids drooped slightly, and she sat down in the chair that Serik had brought over, disappointed.

Ailan cleared her throat and began to explain the situation to Seric: "The riot has been basically brought under control. We have learned that the culprit behind the riot was a traitor within the Kingdom's army. This traitor escaped with the prisoners captured by 'Yin Yang'."

Serik nodded, shifted to a straddling position on the chair, leaned forward with his hands clasped in front of him, his face motionless except for blinking, and Ailan couldn't see through his expression.

“Zanoba and the others have already gone after them.” Ailan coughed twice, “but then other people appeared… and then the problem of the demonic realm arose. It took quite a while to clear away the surrounding things, and other units are now cooperating to deal with it.”

“I know,” Serik nodded. “You can sense those intruders, right? What do you think of them?”

"Intruders...?" Ailan pondered for a moment, then voiced her thoughts. "Very strong, ridiculously strong, but not much of a threat to us."

The "we" she referred to included her and the eleven warriors who fought in place of the king. To be honest, she wasn't too keen on this, but there was nothing she could do about the others.

“This is a good omen, Ailan,” Seric said, making a strange statement. “It’s a pleasant surprise that there’s such a powerful person over there. The magic power is immense and the density is very high. Since it can cause a demonic transformation, I think that person must be no ordinary individual.”

“You look very happy.” Ailan couldn’t understand why Serik was so excited.

“Hmm, maybe things will turn out better than we expect.” Seric was calculating something. “If the two collide, I think one will be killed, while the other will become stronger. In that case…”

Will suffice.

Seeing Serik engrossed in his own world, Ailan fell into another deep thought. She didn't know what to do, and she didn't want to see her king become like that again.

“You seem to be holding something back,” Serik said, staring into her eyes. “Tell me, what is it?”

“I’m sorry… this might upset you.” Ailan fidgeted with her fingers nervously.

“Just say it.” Serik leaned back in his chair. “We need to eliminate as many destabilizing factors as possible, so don’t leave anything out. Don’t be nervous, just tell us everything.”

"...Well, excuse me."

Ailan hesitated and nodded repeatedly, pondering the issue several times before finally deciding that she could not hide anything from her king, but at the same time, she also desperately hoped that his willful eyes would look at her clearly and see through her.

“Those people escaped.” Ailan paused. “Haor is back… but he’s no longer one of us.”

"..."

Serik remained silent, his face unchanged, yet as somber as if it had lost some of its color.

This matter is something he really needs to pay attention to. He knew long ago that Hao'er was no longer on their side, and he had already taken appropriate measures to avoid the worst-case scenario.

The reason it hasn't disappeared from this world is probably because some woman had a backup plan. I'll have to teach that woman a lesson later; this is no laughing matter.

Gradually, Ailan noticed that Serik's expression was becoming increasingly unpleasant. His unchanging stone face emanated an indescribable pressure, so intense that Ailan felt she was about to collapse. She wanted a 'reward,' her body seemed to say so.

“You did a good job.” Serik stood up. “If you hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have understood these things. Thank you for your hard work. You can go back now.”

"……Yes."

Ailan couldn't hide the disappointment on her face and quietly left the place.

Let's cause trouble with the treasure chest monster!

Prologue

That night, three 'time-space magic' spells were activated.

One is aimed at humanity. One is aimed at the kingdom. And the other is aimed at the jungle.

"Place-to-place teleportation" took a lot of time because there were too many people here, and the corresponding guiding spell had to be constructed.

"Gate of Boundary Reversal" is a two-way spell that teleports two objects to opposite ends of a straight line. The distance depends on the total amount of magic power injected; Kuroba used even the magic power needed to maintain her human form, so it should be quite far.

"Time-space Lock" binds a portion of time and space to something. Dragon King Li cast this spell on the demonized jungle, and the object of the binding was naturally the Kingdom Army.

In the end, they successfully rescued Li and also sent the Kingdom's army to a more distant place. They believed that the demonized jungle would cause considerable trouble for the Kingdom, thus buying them some more time.

Currently, they have returned to the principality.

That night, with the help of time-space magic, they returned to their home under the Perseus Tree. It was almost dawn. She silently walked out of the house and went to the island in the middle of the lake where the Perseus Tree grew, where she found the body of Mo Yueya.

A group of people followed her out, looking at his cold body. No one could speak. Only Li knew what had happened before Ning and the others arrived. But one could imagine... it was an experience that was hard to forget.

Li remained silent throughout, preparing to bury Mo Yueya. However, Ning stopped her, telling her that burying the body like this would greatly increase the chance of it turning into an undead monster, and in the end, cremation was the only option.

Ning made an urn to hold Mo Yueya's ashes. Youli used earth magic to dig a small pit under the Perseid tree, put the urn in, filled it in, erected a tombstone, and engraved his name in the language of this world.

Besides Mo Yueya's tombstone, there are three other tombstones under the tree. Fresh flowers are placed in front of each tombstone, and no names are engraved on them. The three sisters silently pay their respects to these three tombstones.

After that, Li went back to her room and locked herself in. The reason is still unclear.

I did manage to go into the city and calm everyone's anger, and also incidentally stopped a certain straight man from rushing into their house.

Right now, the core members of the Akihabara neighborhood committee are gathered here, along with some other people who know the situation.

Looking at the house full of guests, Ning sighed helplessly. More and more people had been coming to their house lately, and the visits were quite frequent. Maybe they should expand the house. They would ask Olitto for his opinion later.

So, the people gathered here are Ning, Xiao, Xia Ling, Ister, Wu Ke, and Seria, representing Akihabara; Xuanze, Aiye, and Sleina, representing the demon race; Savi and Edman, representing the Principality's Human Alliance Army; Finoer, Chuchu, and Negi, representing the dragon race; and Alice, who knows the truth about the old kingdom.

And there's also a bookworm named Kuroba who I casually brought back; he's currently holed up in Ning's room, panting heavily as he devours a huge number of unknown books.

That's all...

"Meow~"

"Ah! Shuangyue!" Xiao immediately rushed to the middle of the living room and hugged Shuangyue back.

Hmm...maybe we should add a double month too, Ning thought to herself, half-jokingly.

So, what is the purpose of all these bigwigs gathering here today?

"..."

Yes, it was him, the false priest Hoel, who could be considered one of the culprits behind everything. It was because of him that so many people had gathered here, all remaining silent and staring intently at Hoel, who was left in the middle.

Despite the magic cast by Aye and Ning on Hao'er, he was still unsettling. Ning simply made handcuffs to seal his magic and tied them tightly with rope, leaving him like a caterpillar in the middle of the living room.

With so many people's eyes on him, Hao Er felt a little uneasy. He had lost his sight for some reason and could not see anything, but he could tell from the atmosphere around him that a lot of people had gathered here, and even a few acquaintances.

What happens next will likely determine his life, and the focus of discussion will probably be on how to deal with him; it's not impossible that he'll be killed on the spot.

But before that, he had something to say.

"Although I am not qualified to say such things, could you please let me finish what I have to say?" Hao'er asked tentatively.

“…Go ahead and speak.” Ning, representing everyone, allowed him to explain.

“Thank you.” Hao’er thanked her deeply, then began his monologue, “I know very well what unforgivable things I have done. I am a sinner. I killed ten heroes… These sins are ones I can never atone for in my entire life. You all distrust me now, right? I beg you to let me go… Although it’s shameless, I have no other choice. I will help you through a contract, at the cost of my life. I will do everything in my power to help you. I want to atone for my sins to Xia Que, even if it’s just a little bit. I want to rescue her. After that, you can do whatever you want with me! Please—! Please let me—join you!”

These were Hao'er's honest words, without a trace of falsehood. To rescue Xia Que, who had been caught up in the mess, he was willing to pay any price and use any means necessary.

But reality is cruel. That night, he was severely injured and blinded by Lycia, and now he can't even unleash half of his strength. His enemy is the entire kingdom, the kingdom that possesses ten holy swords, and the wielders of those ten holy swords. His strength alone is far from enough.

He alone could not shake this kingdom. Therefore, he made this decision last night: rather than recklessly rushing in, it was better to seek help. Fortunately, he encountered this group of people, including Seria and the others.

He has successfully aligned himself with the only force currently capable of challenging the kingdom. He must demonstrate his worth here so that they can utilize him and use their power to save Xia Que.

Everyone remained silent, all troubled by the same issue, and any discussion would likely lead to significant disagreements, potentially causing the cooperation to break down, which would be a net loss.

What's most troubling is that the person who did all this has now locked herself in her room, which Ning really can't understand her purpose.

Chapter 1 Dealing with War Criminals

None of the people present expressed their opinions. Celia and the others, who were once Hale's companions, couldn't say anything either. Their position was delicate. They wanted to help Hale, but considering what he had done, they couldn't trust him, so they remained silent.

Savi and Edman only knew the general situation, but what Haul had done was enough to arouse their distrust. The Dragon Kings, on the other hand, didn't seem very interested in the matter. Apart from Chuchu being a little nervous, Finoer and Negi didn't show anything.

The most dangerous situation is that of the Demon King. He has to make a choice on behalf of the entire demon race and himself, and if he settles both old and new grudges, it wouldn't be surprising if he killed someone on the spot. And then there's Alice, whose face remained ashen, lost in thought.

Ning is now in a real headache. Li actually brought this bomb back and then just abandoned it.

“There’s no point in you remaining silent.” Ning decided to push the issue forward. “Demon King, what are your plans?”

There was no response. Demon King Xuanze said nothing, simply sitting on the sofa in that very intimidating posture.

After everyone waited a while, Serena, who was standing on his shoulder, realized something was wrong. She then unfolded a small magic circle and released a weak electric current to wake him up.