My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 112 The Governor is Assassinated, and the Scene is Sealed Off

With the battle over, Roland simply sat down and started catching his breath.

The mess in Blackthorn Territory is half done.

But the troubles are clearly not over yet.

Roland felt that the thing called the Demon King's Hand needed to be dealt with by a professional.

Just as Roland was about to use communication magic to contact Flam, Cellina stepped forward and interrupted him: "It's time to go."

"Kalia is still dealing with other enemies."

"You underestimate her. Didn't you notice that this area has become completely silent?"

Roland chuckled: "This guy, if he turns evil, he could destroy the world."

“Her?” Cellina’s expression was priceless. “The words ‘destroying the world’ and ‘turning to the dark’ don’t seem to apply to her, do they?”

"Really? That's great." Roland stood up, looked at the surrounding ruins, and sighed. "Hopefully, the goods in the warehouse are alright."

At that moment, Kalia arrived with a large group of people.

"Roland! Are you alright? I've found help!"

Roland glanced around and saw that there were at least two hundred people following behind Kalia.

Most of them were wearing standard uniforms and were members of the city's defense forces.

A small number of them dressed in various styles, each with their own unique personality.

Roland soon spotted a familiar face – Cuban.

The branch president of the Adventurers' Guild was currently filled with grief.

The officer walking beside him also looked grim.

Upon seeing Roland, Kalia jogged over and began to carefully examine Roland for any injuries.

"Okay, okay, stop looking. Apart from my clothes being a little dirty and me being a little tired, I'm not injured."

Roland gently removed Kalia's hands from his body, which were groping him, and then asked, "Did you find these?"

"Um... I wouldn't say I found them."

Kalia scratched her face and explained the whole story: "Didn't you ask me to hold off the other demon soldiers?"

"When I fought with the group of people who were heading this way, I alerted the nearby city defense troops."

"As for the Adventurers' Guild... I don't know. They were following that city defense force from the beginning."

Roland nodded: "Alright, go find Cherlinina to play with. Don't touch her ears. Oh, and tell her to hide a bit and not show herself."

Cellina: "???"

So you're just going to wash your hands of it like this?! Oh my god! I'm all alone with this blue devil!
Roland, however, clearly ignored Cellina's expression, simply waving for the two to move away, and then looked at the city defense officer and Kuban who were already walking towards him.

"It seems you have many questions to ask?"

"Don't rush, let me use a communication spell."

Roland raised his hand to signal the two to be quiet, then used communication magic to contact someone he was certain could speak to.

"Sizzle... sizzle... sizzle"

Accompanied by some background noise and slight interference that had not completely dissipated, a somewhat unstable projection appeared.

There are three people in the picture: two men and one woman, two humans and one elf.

The imposing man sitting in the main seat was somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect you to contact me so quickly."

"Did you run into some kind of problem? I saw that you just went through a battle over there."

Roland sighed, "Your Majesty, I didn't want to contact you so soon either."

"Still calling him Your Majesty? Shouldn't we... cough cough, okay, let's get down to business first."

Salah III, who had intended to urge Roland to change his tune, hastily changed his words under the death stare of Flam.

Looking tired and serious, Kefas said, "You'd better get to the point. Something big has happened in the capital."

"Roland, have you completed your mission in Blackthorn Territory? Come back quickly, the King needs you to work."

These are Flam's words.

Tsk, what a bunch of scum who exploit students' labor.

Although it was frustrating that the capital had only been peaceful for a few days before another incident occurred, Roland still gave a brief summary of what had happened in Blackthorn Territory.

Of course, Roland did not mention the governor's and viscount's demonic identities.

As for the city garrison officer and Kuban, they fell silent upon seeing Salah III.

The officer, in particular, immediately lowered his head upon seeing Kefas, as if afraid of being seen.

After hearing Roland's account and seeing the headless gargoyle corpse not far behind Roland, many things no longer needed explanation.

After listening, Salah III nodded: "I understand. The National Assembly and the Inspectorate will be responsible for handling the follow-up matters."

"Also, keep a close watch on that black armor with restricted movement until Ms. Flam arrives. I grant you authority to command the local garrison."

Roland nodded: "Understood. I'll end the call now, Your Majesty. You may continue your conversation."

Salah III nodded, and then Roland deactivated the communication spell.

But soon Roland received a "text message" from Salah III using teleportation magic.

Try contacting Iluvia when you have time; she seems to miss you.

Roland: "..."

Seeing that Roland remained silent, the two people standing in front of him became very nervous.

Cuban was particularly nervous.

He had tried his best to guess that Roland was of a higher status, but he still underestimated him.

Moreover, Roland's identity was greatly underestimated!
Fortunately, Roland spoke up at this moment: "You all seemed a bit off when you arrived. Did something happen?"

“Hmm.” The city garrison officer nodded. “Let me introduce myself, sir. My name is Willins, colonel of the Blackthorn Territory city garrison.” “To be honest, we came here because we received reports from the governor’s office and the viscount’s mansion.”

"The servants at the governor's mansion said that Governor Cole's body was found in the governor's bedroom, along with Viscount Paxson's tattered, bloodstained clothes."

"To be honest, we were actually searching for the murderer throughout the city. To increase our efforts, I notified President Cuban and requested the Adventurers' Guild's assistance."

"That's why we arrived so quickly."

"It was the Governor and His Excellency the Viscount who transformed Blackthorn Territory from a desolate wasteland in the mountains into what it is today."

"We are deeply saddened by their deaths. If you know who the murderer is, please tell us."

Seeing Willins' serious expression, Roland sighed softly: "It's the demon race. You already know the answer, don't you?"

"The demons who were lurking around the governor and viscount killed them, intending to destroy Blackthorn Territory... Let's just announce it like this."

"As for the murderer, I have already killed him with my own hands."

Willins could sense the strangeness in Roland's words, but looking at Roland's helpless eyes, he seemed to understand something: "I understand, Your Excellency."

"Good. As His Majesty said, the National Assembly will handle the follow-up."

"As for now... since I have command of the city defense forces, let's clean up the scene first."

"Arrest any demons who are still alive."

"In addition, take stock of the losses at the scene."

"Finally, prepare a team of elite soldiers and wait for my instructions."

"Yes!"

After giving his instructions, Roland looked up at the sky.

The snow has stopped.

But before it came to a complete stop, a final layer of thin snow covered Cole's headless body.

Roland glanced at the gargoyle's corpse and silently shook his head.

He seemed to understand something.

Now I understand why the stun effect caused by a lightning strike lasts so long.

"Since this is your wish... then so be it."

"I think the people of Blackthorn Territory will remember you."

The gargoyle's corpse began to turn into dust and mud, merging into the earth and disappearing without a trace.

Just as gargoyles are also known as children of earth and stone, they are born from the earth and will return to the earth after death.

Roland turned and walked toward Cellina, who was playing a game of running around a pillar with Kalia.

"Alright, stop fooling around, Cellina, let's go to the Blood Pool together."

"We need to keep an eye on that thing called the Demon King's Hand until Lady Flam arrives."

Cellina nodded: "Okay...can you take her away?"

"What do you think?"

"..."

"What? What are you talking about that I don't know about?!"

Kalia leaned closer to Roland: "Also, you said the old lady is coming too?"

"Well, anyway, there's trouble again." Roland said, yawning.

"Alright, let's try to reach our destination before sunrise. Hopefully, that damn armor will behave itself."

The three of them arrived at the location where the blood pool had been discovered in a short time.

But strangely, the blood pool disappeared.

If Cherlinina hadn't said the smell of the blood pool was still there, she would still have felt that familiar fear.

"It seems... it's been buried."

Cellina crouched down and picked up a bit of soil with her fingers: "It's all fresh soil."

"This land has been disturbed."

"Perhaps the gargoyle, seeing that the Blood Demon hadn't made any move and hadn't come out to look for anyone, discovered this blood pool."

Roland was somewhat confused: "And then he buried the blood pool?"

"Yes, he must have used gargoyle bloodline magic to reinforce the seal on the Demon King's Hand."

Cellina stood up as she spoke: "This thing is extremely terrifying even to demons."

"Not to mention these two demons... they're practically oddities among demons."

"They value the humans in their territory very much."

"It's not surprising that they would do something like this."

"And you too... I'm quite surprised that you didn't expose their identities."

Roland chuckled: "Why expose them? Aside from attacking us, at least they haven't done anything to the civilians here."

"The anger and 'no wonder' on Cuban and Willins' faces couldn't be faked."

"Besides satisfying my own desire to vent my anger, what good does it do me to reveal their demonic identities?"

"The demons' schemes and infiltration have failed."

"The dutiful and beloved valiant governor and viscount were tragically killed by the demons."

"I don't think anyone will have any objections to this ending."

"Alright, go and rest for a bit. Now we just need to wait for Ms. Flam to arrive."

(End of this chapter)