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

Chapter 163 Directly Enable Location Services
The Demon King still couldn't get the rest he wanted.

Perhaps because of his brief experience wearing the gauntlets before, Roland can now directly channel his magic into the gauntlets.

The Demon King, who was already in a remnant state and relied on absorbing a little magic power from the Great Source every day to survive, suddenly became energetic after receiving the magic power input from Roland.

It's like being woken up and just as you're about to take a nap, someone pours a bucket of ice water over your head—it's incredibly stimulating.

The gauntlet was almost ready to fight Roland to the death, but fortunately Roland used a spell to counter it, making the Demon King realize his current predicament.

Demon King: "..."

Mr. Demon King's mentality is on the verge of collapse.

I don't know why... even though I seem to have gained this human kid's trust.

But judging from the current situation, this guy is a bit too trusting of himself.

Trust has reached the point where even the sense of boundaries has disappeared.

This human kid named Roland doesn't seem to think of himself as an outsider at all!

Even the little demon beside him was more wary of him than he, a human, was.

Is this done simply to gain some advantage in the investigation?
Want to use yourself to investigate this incident involving an evil god?

That's all the Demon King could think.

But helping this kid organize his files is out of the question, absolutely out of the question.

All that's left of me is my soul, and even that soul isn't complete.

Providing some advice and information is enough; I can't even see things myself, I can only recognize people by their voices and magical fluctuations.

Cellina glanced warily at the gauntlet, then squeezed between it and Roland, separating them: "Roland... are you sure you want to listen to him?"

"I think Mr. Demon King has a lot to say about curses."

"...While that's true, aren't you a little too trusting of him?!"

Roland waved his hand: "Don't worry, I think you're worrying too much about its threat."

"First of all, the Demon King is dead."

"Secondly, his remnant soul was divided into thirteen parts and placed in thirteen prototype machines."

"Secondly, what you see now is actually the remnant of a remnant soul. The remnant soul in the original prototype to which this gauntlet belonged is the real part."

"Am I right? Mr. Demon King."

"Hmph...you're right, kid." The gauntlet floated in front of Roland and said, "So if you have nothing else to do, I'm going to sleep."

"Don't rush, we're looking for clues!" Roland called out to Gauntlet, "You don't want me to wake you up right after you fell asleep, do you?"

"..."

Without a word, the gauntlet flew silently to Roland's neck: "If I had even one-thousandth of my peak strength right now, I would have strangled you to death!"

“But you don’t have it now, do you?” Roland smiled, then clapped his gauntlets. “Alright, Mr. Demon King, let’s finish this quickly and get some rest.”

Seeing Roland communicating amicably with the Demon King, Cellina found the scene somewhat absurd, and then quickly began to review and organize the information.

Firstly, she really wanted to know where her friend was.

Even if... even if the other person may have met with misfortune, Cellina still wanted to find out her whereabouts and confirm her name.

Secondly, it was also to end the exchange between Roland and the Demon King as soon as possible.

This was the first time Cellina had encountered someone who forced the Demon King to work overtime.

Meanwhile, Roland's conversation with the Demon King continued.

"Boy, there's not much I can tell you. The memories within this remnant soul are limited."

"But the scope of this curse is quite large, and it can even block the memories of those involved."

"Then there are only four possible evil gods left."

"The Lord of Ashes, the Lord of Darkness, the Maw of Oblivion, and most likely... the Whisperer of Eternity."

Roland found the names somewhat familiar: "These names?"

"Heh, did you recognize them? That's right, these are the few cult groups that are still causing trouble on the mainland."

"The Church of Ash, the Night Apostles, the Annihilation Cult... but compared to the Chaos Brotherhood of the Whispers of Eternity, the former three are still too green."

"Ever since that Knight King unified the previously scattered city-states in the southern part of the continent, these three sects have suffered an unprecedented blow."

"At least until my death, these three sects were basically only active in the North."

The Demon King recalled the past with a wistful tone.

And Roland finally obtained a key word—the Whisperer of Eternal Silence.

Is this the god that Flam mentioned the Chaos Brotherhood worships?
An evil god?
After finishing speaking, the Demon King continued to explain: "These four evil gods... no, they can almost be considered true gods."

"The power of these four is almost on par with that of true gods, and they are incomparable to those weak evil gods I killed."

"They couldn't even withstand the Demon King's main cannon many times."

"It's nothing more than using some underhanded methods to advance the Star Ring Law ritual to the thirtieth level or higher."

"If they weren't so resistant to magic, I could have killed them with just a few spells!"

"If it were that crazy woman, she could kill one of those so-called evil gods with just a few sword strikes."

"But these four are different..."

The Demon King fell silent after speaking.

He should remember something... something about the existence of these four supreme evil gods.

But he couldn't remember. "Sorry. I forgot."

The Demon King's apology was completely unexpected for Roland, but from the other party's tone, Roland could detect a hint of impatience and helplessness.

However, the Demon King quickly changed the subject, steering the conversation toward the Whisperer of Eternity: "If your information is correct, then the one who held the divine descent ceremony on that ship is undoubtedly the Chaos Brotherhood."

"Then the god they summoned can almost certainly be Azgrath, the Whisperer of Eternity."

"If it is that, then to remove the curse, we must find the item that carried out the divine descent ritual."

After hearing the Demon King's explanation, Roland quickly asked, "Then how can we find that thing?"

"...Find the location for the divine descent ritual," the Demon King said after a moment of silence.

"So we still need to find a boat? You've gone through all that trouble and we still need to find a boat?!"

Seeing that Roland was about to explode, the Demon King continued to explain: "Calm down, how long will it take for you to reconstruct the general course of events from these clues?"

“It will take you a lot of time just to organize these materials.”

"Furthermore, are you also planning to look for clues from that Colonel Willins and from the Inspectorate?"

Roland then asked, "If I don't deduce clues from this information, how am I supposed to find the ship?"

"Putting everything else aside, even if the ship hadn't sunk, it's been missing for a full thirty years."

The remnant soul of the Demon King sighed: "You brat, haven't you used the spell I gave you yet?"

"Origin Tracking... although it was given to you to track down those thirteen prototype Demon King Hands."

"But you can also use it to find the location for a divine descent ceremony."

"You only need to find the remnant of the soul of one person out of these three hundred-plus people."

"It's at least simpler than your reconstruction. After all, even if you reconstruct the general outline of the events, you might not be able to find the ship."

Roland was speechless at what the Demon King said.

Especially the last sentence.

So what if I reconstructed the events myself? The goal is to find the ship, or rather... to find the location where the divine descent ritual was performed.

But... where am I supposed to find any remnants of a soul? And isn't this useless once the locked soul dissipates?
"You can be very smart when you're clever, but when you're stupid, you're just as dumb as that blue-haired woman."

"Or is it that humans no longer teach about descent rituals?"

“Once a descent ritual is performed, the souls in the area where the ritual is held will be forever bound to that location.”

"Only when the power of the evil god has completely diminished and its influence has completely disappeared can the soul be freed."

"But clearly... this stems from the fact that the curse of the evil god has not yet dissipated, and even the curse tainted on the possessed body can affect that flat-chested elf."

"Although I don't really like that girl, she is strong enough to escape unscathed even when facing a king of the royal court."

"Clearly, the power of this evil god has never dissipated."

"But He has never appeared in the past thirty years."

"It's like being trapped by something."

The Demon King's analysis suddenly gave Roland a flash of inspiration: "Could the Holy See and the Society... if a Grand Inquisitor and an armed explorer were to jointly oversee the descent of the gods, could they successfully disrupt the normal conduct of the ritual?"

The Demon King did not answer directly, but said only, "A Grand Inquisitor... I don't know."

"The methods you've learned are incredibly complex. After hundreds of years, I can't even guess what strange things you humans can come up with."

"Anyway... let's find the boat first."

"If you don't know where to find remnants of a soul, go find the people on this list. Objects and props worn or used by the person for a long time will also be tainted with some soul energy."

"With these, you'll have enough to activate the spell."

As soon as the Demon King finished speaking, he noticed the commotion outside the door and then said softly, "That annoying flat-chested elf is here. Let's chat in the mind."

After saying that, the gauntlet flew back to the clasp on Roland's waist and fell silent again.

Then, Cellina, who had been listening to their conversation, spoke up: "Um... I think I have something like that."

"Before my friend boarded the ship, she gave me the necklace that she always wore."

"Perhaps she already foresaw what was going to happen?"

After speaking, Cellina silently unbuttoned her collar and then took the necklace out from the gap.

"Take it. This thing... should meet the conditions that the Demon King mentioned."

The Demon King's voice echoed in Roland's mind: "Hmm, there is indeed a soul aura present, but it's still very faint. You'd better hurry."

"Ah."

Roland closed his eyes, extracted the soul energy from the necklace, and then activated Origin Tracking.

The next moment, the entire room was filled with blue light.

A beam of light pierced through the clouds in the early morning sky above Riskan.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom thread of magic appeared in front of Roland and flew towards the distant sea of ​​Riskan.

A scene also appeared in the room.

It was a well-preserved wooden sailing ship.

It's a ship design that was popular thirty years ago.

These sailing ships are no longer seen on shipping routes. Ironclad ships equipped with magic-powered engines are not only faster and have a larger carrying capacity, but are also more resistant to risks.

Of course, most importantly, the ship looks exactly like the Iris in the records!
Just then, Flam led a group of people into the room.

(End of this chapter)