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

Chapter 170 Cat: Oh no, Roland looks like him!!!

After the battle, Roland did not talk much with Flam, but asked Cellina to help him sit down and rest for a while.

Frum glanced at Cassius's corpse, then at the old town now a ruin, and sighed.

"Alright, everyone, please help maintain order at the scene before the city defense forces and the supervisory bureau arrive."

Suren nodded, only glancing curiously at Roland, who was wrapped in a cloak and leaning against the corner of the wall.

She was still very curious about Roland.

With immense strength, the five-ringed warrior held his own against a nine-ringed legendary warrior, and even killed him on the spot with the help of Lady Flam's forbidden spell.

Moreover, although Roland pretended to be very tired, judging from the fluctuations in his magic power, he had not actually consumed much magic power.

"He can handle a legendary warrior with such ease? Is this guy really only a fifth-ring warrior?"

Suren thought this to herself, but did not ask any further questions. She simply followed Frum's instructions and began to guide and disperse the fearless Riskan citizens who had gathered around out of curiosity.

On the other side, Flam began using earth elemental magic to level the terrain as much as possible.

After all, although this place is currently uninhabited, reconstruction work will eventually have to be carried out.

It's bumpy and uneven, and doesn't look good either.

At least it's easier to build a house on flat land, isn't it?

Fortunately, Riskan's city hall is not short of money, otherwise the cost of this large-scale old town reconstruction project would be no small amount.

Forget it, let the city hall and the capital handle the rest.

This is not something I need to consider.

Meanwhile, Cellina, who was squatting down next to Roland and dutifully covering his Demon King gauntlets, whispered in his ear, "Why are you still wearing that thing?"

"Shh... Cellina, the battle isn't over yet."

Are there still enemies?

Cellina became alert; although she was still facing Roland, her hand was already on the longsword at her waist.

"Don't be nervous." Roland smiled, then glanced at the gauntlet and said, "The soul of that guy named Cassius is inside."

"To let him die so easily would be unfair to all the patients who have died in the hospital."

Cellina was taken aback at first, then laughed: "I've never seen you this angry before in Blackthorn Territory."

"The number of dead and injured at that time was far greater than the number in this hospital."

Roland laughed: "People are always hypocritical. This is my hometown, isn't it? I was born in that hospital too."

"There is a very old doctor inside. Although he has long reached retirement age, he is still willing to spend a few hours every day at the hospital to provide free medical consultations for poor patients."

"That head nurse who looks fierce, although she can scare all the children into stopping crying just by standing in front of them, I know that she is actually a very gentle person."

"She just suffered a facial injury when she was young, which caused facial paralysis, so she can only maintain that expression... Haha, I only found out about this a couple of years ago..."

“I have been going out with my father to take on cases and gain experience since I was a child, and I have been injured or sick quite a few times.”

"They were all treated at that hospital."

"It's no exaggeration to say that it's my second home."

"But they're all dead. Cellina."

Roland fell silent for a long while, and Cellina also put away the smile that had been on her face at the beginning.

After a while, Roland looked up at Cellina and said with a smile, "I won't give any high-sounding platitudes about how all lives are equal and that everyone's life is equally important."

"...People have to be a little selfish sometimes, don't they?"

"In my eyes, some people's lives are more important than those of strangers."

"Those who are close to you are more important than strangers you have never met or have only met once."

"Isn't that just human nature?"

After Roland finished speaking, he could feel Cherlinina's hand on his shoulder tighten.

Then he saw Cherlinina looking at him with a somewhat complicated expression, her lips pursed.

"What, are you surprised that I would say something like that?" Roland laughed.

He then whispered in Cellina's ear, "By the way, cover for me, just say I'm tired and going to take a nap."

"I have to participate in Mr. Demon King's interrogation class. I'm already a bit late."

After saying that, Roland closed his eyes, as if he had really fallen asleep.

The rain continued to fall, dripping from the sky onto Roland's rain-shielding cloak.

Cellina remained crouched beside Roland, saying nothing.

Just as Roland said. She really didn't expect to hear such words from Roland.

After all, in her eyes, Roland had always been a... hero who punished evil and promoted good?

Although it may not be the most appropriate way to put it, Roland's actions since she met him are certainly worthy of being called heroic.

Whether it was cooperating with Flam to kill the Mad Lust Bishop Slo in the capital, stopping the Demon King's Hand prototype's offensive in Blackthorn Territory, or the recent killing of Cassius.

These are responsibilities and obligations that a fifth-circle mage should not have to shoulder.

No one would ask a young person with five rings, who hasn't even participated in the Star Ring Laws ritual, to do these things.

Even if his combat strength cannot be judged by simple ratings, it doesn't matter.

But thinking about it carefully... it seems that everything Roland did was not for the sake of the so-called common people.

He simply didn't want the people around him to be threatened.

"Give."

Just as Cellina was silent, a crisp voice rang out behind her.

Grand Judge Suren was bending down, handing her a large umbrella.

Then Cellina saw Suren laugh: "Let's hold an umbrella for our hero."

"Besides, I'm not one of those old fogies in the Vatican, and I don't have that much prejudice against demons."

After confirming that Cellina had taken the umbrella, she turned and led the group away.

By this time, the city defense forces and the supervisory bureau had taken over the site, and these temporary workers could go back and rest.

Cellina opened the umbrella and held it over Roland's head.

The umbrella's surface separates the rain, as if separating two worlds.

Cellina ignored the latter part of Suren's words. Even if it stemmed from the trust of a high inquisitor, it was still almost unbelievable for a demon.

More than any of that, she cared about Roland just now.

At least... Cellina felt that Roland had never said those words to Kalia or Iluvia.

An inexplicable emotional turmoil rose within her.

She quietly watched Roland's face, wet with rain, and squatted down to hold an umbrella over him.

After everything was resolved, Fram took her and Roland back to the governor's mansion.

……

Due to his height and someone's insistence.

Roland was not lifted up by Fram's magic and entered the governor's mansion like a piece of floating cured meat.

But Roland, who was carried into the house in a princess carry by Cellina, should be very glad that he was still in the consciousness space of the gauntlet, doing some artistic creation on Cassius's soul with the Demon King.

If Roland were conscious at this moment...

Of course, Roland being carried into the house like this, along with Cellina, whose face had a strange expression and looked very melancholy, successfully attracted the attention of everyone present.

And worries.

"Roland!" Kalia was the first to jump up from the sofa and run towards Roland.

Nash, who was leaning on her shoulder reading a novel with Kalia, also turned his gaze to the "unconscious" Roland, who was being held by the "sorrowful" Cellina, after this exclamation.

"Meow!!! Roland is dead! Why did this happen!?"

"You're the one who's dead! Roland is perfectly fine!"

Due to her innate magical abilities, Iluvia, who possesses a keen sense of life force, slapped the silly cat off Kalia's shoulder.

"Paji!"

"Meow! Even a cat gets hurt when it's ambushed!"

Ignoring the grumbling cat, Iluvia and Kalia walked forward together to observe Roland, who was being held in Cellina's arms.

“Don’t look anymore, he’s just tired,” Cellina said, dispelling their doubts. Then she asked, “Where’s his room? I’ll carry him there.”

"Why are you the one carrying me?" Kalia looked at Cherlinina suspiciously.

Cherlinina didn't think too much about it: "Since you want to... then you do it?"

"I'll do it!" Kalia, secretly delighted, was already preparing to activate her Body Enhancement Technique and get started.

"Don't push yourself, Kalia. Roland is carrying so much equipment, plus his own weight, you can't carry him."

With the intention of taking everyone down with them, Iluvia stopped Kalia in time.

After all, based on the information they had extracted from Delan, Kalia knew body enhancement techniques.

She really could lift Roland.

Although Iluvia also knows enhancement magic, she could easily join the ranks of those who carry Roland in a princess carry.

But Iluvia, who had already decided to become a suicide infantryman, chose to stop Kalia's actions at this moment.

"Huh!? What are you going to do?"

"Oh, it's a reasonable suggestion!"

Iluvia ignored Kalia's gaze and instead looked at Cellina: "Let's go, I'll take you to Roland's room."

After saying that, Iluvia led Cherlinina and Kalia, who had shamelessly followed her, to a room on the second floor.

"Come on, come on, he's right inside, put him on the bed!"

Cellina didn't think much of it and prepared to send Roland inside, but Kalia stopped her at the door.

"What's wrong, Lia?" Cherlinina asked, looking at Kalia.

Although they were initially afraid of the blue-haired monster, Cherinina and Kalia got along quite well afterward.

“Nina…this is this wicked woman’s room…listen to me, take her to the next room, that’s my room…oh no, it’s Roland’s room.”

Celinina: “…”

"I'll just find an empty room. Besides, I remember there are servants at the Governor's Mansion."

Realizing that the two men had designs on Roland, Cellina silently carried Roland away.

After Cellina left, Iluvia and Kalia glared at each other.

"Are you satisfied now! You really enjoy ruining my plans?!"

"Humph!"

After staring at each other for a while, the two suddenly realized something.

"Cellina! x2"

Realizing what was happening, the two quickly chased after Cellinina's retreating figure, only to find her returning empty-handed.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Cherlinina asked, looking at the two women who seemed to be surrounding her.

"If you're looking for Roland, turn left at the first room in the corridor ahead."

"Goodbye."

Cellina, who thought she could get away by selling Roland, was being far too naive.

At least neither of them intended to let her go.

Kalia and Iluvia flanked Cellina's left and right hands respectively.

"Um, Nina, we're organizing a late-night tea party, you'll be coming, right?"

Kalia stared at Cherlinina and asked.

"Um... I'm also very tired, I want to rest for a bit."

"No rush, it'll be quick. It's just a chat. You can go to sleep when you're tired!" Iluvia said.

Cellina: "Um...where is it?"

"The bad woman's room! She's a princess, so she got the biggest room."

"Mmm, come on, come on!"

(End of this chapter)