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

Chapter 116 Things Don't Stop Three Times, The Demon King Returns
In a dilapidated temple, the priest in black robes put down the crystal ball in his hand and then stepped down from the altar.

As the priest descended from the altar, a burly man clad in heavy armor stepped forward and knelt on one knee before him: "My lord, Slo is dead. The plans to target the capital and to induce the awakening of the Son of God have also failed."

"I know." A neutral voice, indistinguishable between male and female, echoed through the somewhat dilapidated temple.

“Our Lord has given us a revelation, so there is no need to be anxious… However, this bishop’s position does indeed need to be filled.”

Upon hearing the priest's words, the burly man in heavy armor immediately tensed up.

Excitement and fear filled the man's heart at this moment.

"Hehe, don't worry. This position is reserved for you."

"That kid next to the Divine Child is no ordinary person. Even an ordinary mage who has reached the ninth-ring legendary level might not be able to keep him at bay."

"There's even a possibility that he'll die on the spot, just like that megalomaniac Sloan."

“But Cassius, you also need to know what this bishopric means.”

The priest's eyes, hidden beneath his hood, turned dangerous: "Kill that brat, let the divine child awaken, and make our lord's descent no longer just a false legend existing only in prophecy."

"That elf has already stopped us once."

"Including that kid named Roland, that's already twice."

"Third time's the charm, Cassius."

The priest walked out of the temple, leaving behind only one last sentence.

"You will take over the rest of Slo's men and influence."

"Do not disappoint me."

"You know where they are now."

"In addition, investigate the shipwreck and retrieve the sacred artifacts."

……

"You actually thought about it..."

To be honest, Roland was a little panicked.

He originally thought that Kalia would have to suffer some psychological trauma, such as killing her mentor and friend, before she would turn to the dark side.

I didn't expect you to have thought about destroying the world even if you didn't turn evil.
Kalia sighed. "Well, that's normal, isn't it?"

"When you're in a bad mood, when your alchemy fails and explodes, or when that wicked woman kidnaps you... it's normal to feel unhappy and want to destroy the world at times like these, right?"

"I think most people wouldn't think about destroying the world if they were in a bad mood."

Roland silently complained.

"Really? But sometimes the old woman would say things like, 'Let's just end this world.'"

"...She is no ordinary person."

Roland felt a little relieved after hearing Kalia's explanation.

So it was something like complaining... That's good.

To be honest, after spending so many days together, Roland no longer felt the same nervousness he had when he first met Kalia.

The tension of having a time bomb right next to you, sticking to you and refusing to leave.

After all, it's hard for a normal person to associate a noisy, energetic, and adorable gluttonous beast with a villain who destroys the world.

Seeing Roland's reaction, Kalia was also curious and playfully nudged Roland's waist with her elbow: "Why are you suddenly asking this question?"

"Ah~~~ Have you been reading too many romance novels and think I'm some kind of villain who will destroy the world?"

"Oh my god, Roland, you actually have fantasies?"

Roland's lower back ached a little from the elbow, and he silently reached out and squeezed Kalia's hand: "So, you're not thinking about destroying the world, are you?"

"You want to hear the truth?" Seeing that Roland seemed serious, Kalia also became serious.

"Of course it's the truth."

“Alright then…” Kalia sighed, as if she wanted to expel all the air from her lungs: “To be honest, back in Riskan, when you collapsed in the alley, I really had similar thoughts.”

"Of course, it's just a tiny bit, really just a tiny bit... a tiny bit of the urge to make the whole city die with you."

"...What do you mean by being buried alive with someone? I wasn't dead back then!" Roland retorted.

"Oh dear, so I already said it's just a little bit of wishful thinking!" Kalia glared at Roland. "You were the one who asked, and you're not happy that I answered you truthfully."

"But I really didn't die back then."

"So it was just a fleeting idea."

Roland paused for a moment, then asked, "So if I had really died back then..."

"Hehe, guess."

Kalia's answer left Roland speechless.

"Alright, alright, who asks this kind of question when out with a girl? Shut up and look at the stars quietly."

Kalia reached out and tugged at Roland's face.

Well, although the answer was somewhat unexpected, at least Kalia didn't really want to destroy the world.

Just then, Cellinina's communication magic came through. Roland answered and saw Cellinina's somewhat serious expression: "Roland, something terrible has happened."

"What's wrong?" Roland sat up abruptly. Could it be that something strange had happened again in the main city?!

No way, I've only had a few days of free time and I'm already getting work again?

Cellina spoke each word clearly: "The Demon King's Hand..."

"This thing has reappeared." "It's just... its condition is a bit strange."

"Why don't you contact Ms. Flam and come over to take a look? I and the city guards are surrounding it right now."

"understood."

Roland nodded, then turned off the communication spell.

Kalia, standing to the side, was also speechless.

Things keep happening one after another, without stopping.

After hanging up the message, Roland immediately contacted Fram.

Half a minute after informing them of the situation, Flam appeared in front of Roland and Kalia.

"Let's go, let's go together."

"Ms. Flam, where is the Demon King's Hand you have? Aren't you worried?"

"It has already been rendered harmless, so don't worry. I've dealt with plenty of these mass-produced machines."

Frum had an expression on her face that said she didn't want to go to work: "If it weren't for the fact that I'm the only one in the Empire who knows how to handle this, I really wouldn't want to do the work myself."

"Unfortunately, the court magicians these days are becoming less and less capable."

"Although that old man Norn likes to mislead people and impart some wrong knowledge, at least his own strength and intelligence are still intact."

"The current group of mages even need a while to decipher the spells I give them."

"Seriously, does this mean all our efforts in providing magic education back then were wasted? We've been teaching for three hundred years and it's only gotten worse!"

Seeing the resentment emanating from Flam, a feeling unique to educators, Roland and Kalia remained silent, letting her lead the two away from the cliff and fly towards the main city of Blackthorn Territory.

Upon entering the city, the three immediately discovered the blockade formed by Cherlinina and the city's defense forces.

Upon discovering that Roland and Fram had returned, Willins, the colonel of the city garrison, breathed a sigh of relief.

"My lords, you are finally back."

"Willins, take the city garrison to block off the nearby streets and evacuate the residents," Roland instructed Willins. "For safety's sake, the city garrison's defensive line should also be withdrawn."

"Just set up a heavy firepower defense line 800 meters behind, and bring out all the magic cannons and such from the city defense army."

"Yes." Willins saluted and left.

Although, in theory, the command that Salah III handed over to Roland has now expired.

But it's clear that Willins doesn't want to stay here and risk his life.

"He really runs fast," Flam remarked. "Oh well, there's no point in keeping him around anyway."

Frum, along with Roland and Kalia, moved against the flow of retreating people and soon spotted Cherlinina, who was nervously confronting the figure in black armor before her.

"How is the situation, little demon girl?" Flam asked Cherlinina.

"...There was no response, at least not when I was standing in front of it."

As she spoke, Cellina pointed to several collapsed houses in the distance: "This thing just rushed out of one of the houses. I was all ready to fight, but it stopped moving when I appeared in front of it."

"Just to be on the safe side, I had the city garrison set up a defensive line, and then I contacted Roland."

"Well done. Now you can relax and leave the rest to me."

Frum nodded without saying anything, then waved her staff to alter the gravity distribution of the land in front of her.

In the completely disrupted gravity environment, the joints of the Demon King's Hand Armor also began to become unstable.

Flam seized the opportunity, unleashing several wind blades to cut the joints of the armor, and then generating several earthen spears to shatter the armor.

Then came the familiar sealing process.

As the armor attempted to reassemble, Flam waved her hand, banishing the different parts of the armor to different spatial layers, leaving only a solitary helmet.

After picking up the black helmet, Flam turned around and asked, "Is this the second Demon Lord's Hand to appear here?"

Roland nodded: "That's right, Ms. Fram, this is the second one."

"Strange... Logically speaking, even if those prototypes were freed, this shouldn't be the case..."

"and many more!"

At this point, the advantage of living longer becomes apparent.

Suddenly remembering something, Flam took out a yellowed parchment scroll map.

After spreading it out on the ground, Flam's fingers began to wander across the map.

"Roland, do you have a new version of the map? Bring it here."

"some."

Upon hearing this, Roland also took out a map of the entire Hearst Empire produced by the Continental Historical Society and placed it next to Flam.

"really!"

"Damn it, three hundred years have passed, how come their built-in programs are still running?"

"And to make matters worse, the prototype actually managed to break free..."

"Could it be..."

Seeing that Floram's complexion had worsened, Roland asked, "What happened, Ms. Floram?"

"Yes, something big has happened... although it's not exactly a particularly serious disaster."

"To make a long story short, these armors are attempting to resurrect the Demon King."

(End of this chapter)