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

Chapter 119 The So-Called Nightmare

With Flam's return, the excuses Kalia had used before were no longer very effective.

Under Kalia's death stare, Flam was forced to unlock the spells that sealed the other unused rooms.

Now, both Roland and Cellina have successfully obtained their own sleeping space.

Frum turned around and gave Kalia a look of disappointment.

It's not that I'm not helpful, it's just that you're not good at seizing opportunities.

I've already created the necessary conditions for you to be alone in a room with someone, but I still haven't taken that crucial step!
If Iluvia beats her to it, you'll be crying!
Roland too! Given the circumstances, can't you be a little more proactive?

Fram sighed and then watched Roland go into his room.

As for Kalia...

Fram wished her good luck.

If this continues, she'll ruin a perfect start.

Applying patches every day won't determine the key progress!
Although Furam herself didn't have much romantic experience, she lived a long life.

She has seen so many examples of human emotions and relationships and has summarized her experiences.

Flum walked over to Kalia, stood on tiptoe, and patted her on the shoulder: "Lia, you have to do your best."

“Hesitation leads to defeat.”

"I have done my best. The rest is up to you."

Shaking her head and sighing, Furam silently went into her room, closed the door behind her, and began to tidy up her day's work.

Cherinina, who was holding her freshly dried clothes and hadn't yet gone into her room, glanced at Kalia and asked, "What's wrong, Ms. Flam?"

"Uh... why are you looking at me like that?"

Seeing Kalia's slightly hostile gaze, Cherinina silently picked up her clothes and held them in front of her, ready to retreat and slip into the room at any moment.

"It's nothing... Nina, didn't you say you weren't interested in Roland?"

"Hey, I thought it was something serious. Don't worry, I'm not interested in male humans."

Cellina breathed a sigh of relief; she had thought Kalia was about to pounce on her and do something to her.

So she was just afraid I'd steal her man.

She was really overthinking it.

"Alright, don't overthink it. There's something between Roland and me... well, let's call it a collaboration."

"Although he didn't say it explicitly, I still understand that obtaining some answers requires corresponding rewards."

"So don't overthink it, we really just have a business relationship."

After saying that, Cherlinina smiled and turned to go into her room, leaving Kalia and the silly cat who was stuck in the living room staring at each other.

"Meow, I'm sleepy, bye-bye."

Having been heartbroken by Kalia, the silly cat jumped off the table, walked towards the fireplace, and then lay down on the carpet to sleep.

Standing in the suddenly empty living room, Kalia was somewhat bewildered.

What happened? How come everyone just left all of a sudden?
She looked at the doors in front of her and silently pushed open the door to Roland's room.

Meanwhile, Master Luo was tidying up his lodgings for the night.

Roland, who was busy making the bed, looked up at Kalia as she entered and asked, "Kalia, what brings you here?"

"What do you mean? You mean I can't come?"

Kalia muttered something in annoyed, then closed the door and leaned against it.

"Of course not, I was just curious. After all, at this time you should either be reading a storybook, eating something, or reading a storybook while eating."

"They probably won't be thinking of coming to find me."

"After all, I've always been a rather boring person."

As Roland spoke, he made up the bed and moved the table that was originally against the wall to the side of the bed. Then he took out the notes that Cherlinina had given him and Fram's journal and began to study them.

Although Roland knew from actual combat that using the two skills together would have roughly the same effect, the mana consumption was indeed a bit too much.

Although the system rewarded Roland with a spell fusion card this time, Roland could have skipped the research phase entirely.

But we should save money wherever we can, especially since Roland was already close to a successful fusion, with only a few final adjustments needed to complete it.

"Hmm... you actually know how to study spells? I thought you only knew melee combat."

Kalia, who had come over to watch the commotion, was somewhat surprised.

Roland actually researches spells! Really?!
Roland was somewhat helpless: "What are you saying? I am a legitimate mage."

"Isn't it normal to study surgical techniques?"

"Besides, you've seen how skilled I am with Flash and Blink."

"Tsk, most mages wouldn't specialize in this kind of skill, would they?" Kalia muttered under her breath, then sat on the edge of Roland's bed and rested her head on the bedside table.

"You're not just going to stand by and watch, are you?"

"Are you bothered by this? If you are, I'll leave."

"...It's alright, just watch and see. Feel free to offer any suggestions."

Roland didn't say anything, but silently began to study the journal and notes.

I also jotted down some of the key points in my notes.

After drawing several basic frameworks, Roland tried to build the spell formula while also fine-tuning its structure in order to successfully merge the two spell formulas into one.

Time passed by, second by second, while the spell model in front of Roland, emitting a faint blue glow, continued to adjust its structure.

Although this model was really just a model, formed by releasing magic to help Roland understand the general workings of the spell, Roland's good habit of doing problems and making drafts clearly helped him overcome this problem that had troubled him for several days.

With the final model adjustment, Roland performed the incantation once more.

The next moment, Roland, who had been sitting in the chair, suddenly disappeared.

Along with the techniques and models, they also disappeared.

But soon, Roland reappeared in his seat.

He had a faint smile on his face at that moment.

Success! It seems I do have some talent for spellcasting; this saves me a fusion card.

As for that evolution card... which skill should I use it on?

Should I strengthen my close-combat skills?

While the Curse Enhancement Technique is good, the enhancement gained by using mana will somewhat reduce the number of times you can use Blink, thus affecting your mobility.

I just don't know what kind of evolution effect this evolution card will produce.

How about we combine the Curse Binding and Body Enhancement Techniques, and then use Evolution?

Just as Roland was considering whether to use the reward directly, he heard some faint snoring.

He looked down and realized that Kalia had fallen asleep on the table at some point.

Roland took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. Well, it was already past midnight.

"Did we not realize it took this long? And this guy actually fell asleep right here."

Roland reluctantly helped Kalia to bed and covered her with a blanket. Suddenly, Roland also felt a strong drowsiness for no apparent reason.

"Am I... am I that tired?"

In a daze, Roland sensed that the World Tree's protection had been activated. Before he drifted off to sleep, he seemed to see the green light that belonged to the World Tree's protection.

……

"!!!"

Roland sat up in bed, supporting his head, and began to recall his experiences before he fell asleep.

What was I doing before...?

Research techniques?

Yes, it seems I was studying spells.

But why did I suddenly fall asleep?
And this is...

"My memory is so bad, I don't even recognize my own house."

Roland shook his head, then got up and opened the window.

The familiar sea breeze of Riskan, carrying a slight fishy smell, blew into his nostrils. The faint coolness of the morning woke him up a little from his drowsiness.

"Gu Gu Gu~~"

Feeling a bit hungry, Roland decided to go to the kitchen to get something to eat.

"If I remember correctly, I bought some eggs on my way home yesterday. Let's make some poached eggs."

But when Roland walked down the steps to the kitchen on the first floor, he found a stranger rummaging around in the kitchen.

Wait... is he really a stranger?

A somewhat familiar back view, and that long blue hair coiled behind her head... Do I know this girl?

"Roland, why are you up so late? Kalia got up early this morning to make you breakfast, and you didn't even try to help her out."

The familiar sound of reproach came from the dining table.

He was a robust man with graying hair.

The other person was holding a newspaper, and a pair of sharp eyes looked over the newspaper at him.

Father.

Roland stood on the steps, holding onto the handrail with one hand, unsure of what to do.

Wasn't my father dead? I personally witnessed his burial amidst the prayers of the priests of the Holy See.

Why……

Who is Kalia?
Roland felt a headache coming on.

He felt that some things in front of him were not quite real.

"Sizzle... sizzle... sizzle..."

An unexpected disturbance caused Roland to see a few snowflakes in his vision.

It's like a TV screen with a distorted display before you even get through.

Something is wrong.

Roland covered his head with his free hand; his head was aching.

"Hey kid, are you alright?"

Old Lancelot put down his newspaper and strode toward Roland.

The familiar greeting, the familiar worry, yet the tone of voice that dared not be shown...

But you should be dead.

The sensation of someone reaching out and holding onto your arm felt so real.

Roland would never forget the feel of those rough, scarred, and calloused hands.

"Hey!"

It hurts, it hurts.

Roland was speechless. He just looked towards the kitchen, towards that figure that still refused to turn around...

Who is she?
Kalia?
Do I...do I really know her?

I……

"Sizzle... sizzle... sizzle..."

The familiar, snowflake-like interference reappeared before Roland's eyes.

A scene that was both strange and familiar appeared before his eyes.

That was a cliff in Riskan, a secret spot where he often went for walks.

The blue-haired girl stretched out her fist towards herself, as if she were saying something.

(End of this chapter)