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

Chapter 132 Blow up his mother!

"Roland, is the remnant soul of the Demon King really inside this gauntlet?"

"Why do you look a little dim-witted?"

Kalia poked the gauntlet, which had reverted to its repeating mode, and then looked at Roland, who was holding the gauntlet.

Nash also became suspicious.

Although it never left Dragon Island, in terms of age, it can be considered to have witnessed the entire Demon King War from the perspective of an audience member.

After all, Dragon Island responded to humanity's plea for help and sent dozens of adult dragons to join the battle.

Although they did not participate in the main battle, they prevented the Demon King from attempting to drive the Demon King Castle directly from the sea to bypass the empire's rear and launch a surprise attack.

Okay, so they said they were participating in the war, but those dozens of giant dragons lay down on the islands and reefs near Riskan, serving as a deterrent.

The main reason was that at that time, Knight Wang, who was short of military funds, could no longer afford to send those damned money-grubbing dragons from Dragon Island to do the work.

Among those dozens of dragons was Nash's dragon language magic instructor at the school.

According to the other party, the Demon King's strength, if not enough to kill a fully grown dragon with one punch, could be described as world-destroying.

The fighting power of the Demon King, who runs the Demon King's Castle, is even more immeasurable.

If the Demon King hadn't been somewhat wary of Dragon Island's full involvement in the war, the dragons who came to support them would probably have paid a heavy price to retreat.

Cruel, ruthless, and incredibly powerful... this is almost Nash's preconceived notion of this legendary figure.

Or rather, most people who have heard the legend of the Demon King will imagine him as a powerful, cunning, and ruthless strongman.

but……

I have to say, traveling really broadens your horizons!
This is too much training for a dragon!
It's only been a few days, but Nash feels that the life he's experienced so far has been more exciting than all the monotonous years he's spent on Dragon Island combined.

It would be even better if I could still retain my dragon body.

wrong……

Appearing on human territory with one's own strength while retaining a dragon body doesn't seem to be an advantage.

After all, the demons who summoned him seemed to have been targeting his body from the very beginning.

Strictly speaking, it's all about the dragon blood and dragon soul.

Although it has become a cat, the essence of its blood and soul will not change.

I'd better play it safe.

Otherwise, it would be bad if its treasures were targeted by someone.

As for the Demon King... well, I'm just a cat with a pet role right now anyway.

Whether you care or not, it doesn't seem to change much.

Roland will hold up the sky if it falls.

With this thought in mind, and with his illusions about the Demon King shattered, Nash comfortably crawled back into Roland's pocket.

Cellina sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

Please, if you really are the Demon King, please leave him with some image of a noble and majestic figure.

Although Cellina herself has some minor disagreements with the current Demon King's court, the Demon King himself can be considered the symbol of the Demon race today.

Many demons yearn to return to the golden age of the Demon King's War.

Unfortunately, those days are gone.

The mental state of the Demon King's remnant soul is not entirely normal at present.

As for Kalia's question, Roland thought about it seriously for a while: "It should be true."

"After all, the owner of this voice can indeed drive the remaining power in this gauntlet."

"But regardless of whether it is him or not, you should still be careful and avoid touching this gauntlet."

"Oh, right."

As Roland spoke, he seemed to remember something, and then cast a counterspell on the people in front of him, including the cat in his arms.

"This is the spell I just used to deal with this gauntlet. Put it on you too."

"Valid for 72 hours."

"If any spells on anyone are activated, remember to contact me immediately."

Kalia looked at the new black line on her wrist and poked it curiously: "Hey, is this Roland's spell?"

"That's right, alright, stop staring at that thing, get ready to set off."

While the group was chatting and laughing, Mashu's pre-job training was almost complete.

After all, she was responsible for driving and firing the tank herself.

These thirty men were only responsible for basic damage control and shell loading.

Sure enough, this thing is both new and old.

After Mashu finished everything, she lifted the top cover and looked at Roland and his group below: "Hey, you guys come up too! There are still empty seats inside!"

"it is good."

Roland nodded, then boarded the tank with Kalia and Cherlinina.

The interior space of this thing is almost as big as it appears from the outside.

The runes, which extend the space, take effect internally, making the interior space quite full.

Even with thirty-one people already crammed in, the space still felt quite empty.

only……

Looking at the driver's cab connected to the main gun barrel, and the short girl sitting in the driver's seat, preparing to push the control lever, Roland suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat absurd.

Well, one second he was playing with swords and magic outside, and now he's driving a tank... it's a bit jarring. Fortunately, Mashu's next words quickly brought Roland back to the world of swords and magic.

"Hey, are you a magician?"

"You'll be in charge of injecting spells and magic into the shells, while I'll take care of aiming and firing!"

"???"

Roland pointed to the massive cannonball, a meter thick and two meters long, that was being carried behind him by two burly men to the chamber of the cannon and asked, "Isn't the yield of this thing enough?"

"Why not just blow it up?"

"Oh dear, it would be such a waste to just blow them up! These are my specially made shells! There are only ten in total!"

Mashu turned around and explained with dissatisfaction: "It's not that it's not wrong to use them as simple high-yield shells."

"But using it like that is a bit wasteful."

"After all, it contains not only explosives, but also many magic storage units and spell imprinting units!"

"In theory, as long as you inject the magic power needed for normal spellcasting, and then input the spell formula of the spell you want to release into the cannonball's slot, you can obtain a spell cannonball!"

"With the enhancement runes inside the main cannon of Mashu No. 1, its power can reach a hundred times that of a normal spell release!"

"The explosive inside the shell is not only an explosive, but also a safety device and a starting switch. As long as the shell does not explode, the technique will not be activated."

Roland was a little embarrassed: "But I only know how to use Fireball, is that okay?"

"Where's that spell you used to turn all those weird-looking familiars into pieces? Why don't you just use this?"

"This……"

"Why, don't you want to?"

"No, I'm just afraid of failing to inscribe it."

Mashu sighed: "Don't worry, the engraving failure won't have any consequences. As long as the shells won't explode, that's all that matters."

"At worst, it's just damage to the modules related to spell inscription."

"Okay, let me try."

Roland sighed, though he didn't know if the spell interference would have any effect on the shell itself.

But as long as it doesn't explode inside the tank, it's fine.

He was also eager to see what the effect of a spell with a hundred times the power would be.

So Roland got busy.

The spell structure of Spell Interference is arguably the most complex structure among the spells Roland currently possesses.

After all, this was originally a modified version of the spell structure he had built up based on his accumulated spell interference techniques and the protection of the World Tree.

It will take quite a while to engrave it.

At this moment, Mashu also activated this war machine, which can be described as a steel behemoth on the continent today (this is questionable).

Okay, this thing is quite big, and it looks like it offers good protection.

But while Roland was inscribing the incantation, he still caught a glimpse of a somewhat flustered Cellina out of the corner of his eye, and a piece of iron she had broken off from somewhere in her hand.

She was trying to hide it secretly.

Upon noticing Roland's gaze, he coughed awkwardly twice and then put the hand holding the metal plate behind his back.

Obviously, while this thing looks cool, there is still a lot of room for improvement.

At least in Roland's view, making this thing so big was a waste.

The future of this device lies in making it smaller and enhancing its defensive capabilities and sensitivity.

Until human civilization in this world masters materials science, all seemingly enormous mechanical creations are destined to be nothing more than giants with feet of clay.

It appears powerful, but crumbles at the slightest touch.

Fortunately, if we don't consider this thing as a tank, but rather as a fast self-propelled artillery piece, then it's quite reliable.

As the tank sped along, Roland quickly spotted the main city of Blackthorn Territory in the distance through the observation window in the driver's cockpit.

At this point, his cannonballs were also fully inscribed.

"Hey Mashu, I've got the shells ready. Is this distance safe to fire?"

"Of course! Don't underestimate the range of Mashu-1!" Mashu was extremely excited.

This excitement was especially evident after she saw the actual battlefield.

His posture of slamming on the gas and pushing the control lever was clearly that of someone enjoying a battle.

She seemed genuinely eager to join the war.

Roland loaded the cannonball by himself and then said to Mash, "Aim at the main city and fire first."

"Remember not to attack the city walls, just attack the outer perimeter."

"Also, do the projectiles themselves produce similar explosive fragments? I don't want to accidentally injure friendly forces."

Mashu didn't turn around or answer. She simply directed the thirty soldiers to adjust the elevation of the terrifyingly large main gun and to secure the tank itself.

To prevent it from physically overturning due to recoil.

After giving her instructions, Mash answered Roland's question: "Don't worry, once the magic formula is inscribed, the explosives inside the shell will be treated as a catalyst, and after reacting with the magic units inside, it will not explode."

"Compared to cannonballs, this is more like a simple remote spellcasting system."

"Of course, if you inscribe a fire or lightning element spell, then the bomb will still explode."

"Alright, target identified, outside the main city wall on the north side of Blackthorn Territory, fire all missiles!"

(End of this chapter)