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

Chapter 188 The Demon King is helping? I must not be fully awake.

"Woooooooooooo..."

"Nina, you must protect me!"

Nash held Cherlinina tightly, letting out a mournful wail that sounded like a sob.

Cellina looked at the catgirl hanging in front of her and sighed helplessly: "So why don't you turn back into a cat?"

"Wouldn't it be better if you hid inside my clothes? Now I have to use my hands to support you."

Nash said somewhat aggrievedly, "I can't go back! You have to believe in my will to survive!"

"Don't panic, I'm here for you. Nina, just protect Nash!"

Suren laughed lightly, then twirled his rapier before sheathing it.

Although Cellina was somewhat unaccustomed to the Grand Judge's overly familiar manner.

But she still didn't correct the other person's form of address.

After all, without the other party's help, he might not have been able to protect Nash during the fight just now.

"Thank you. But... how do we get out of here now?"

"The fort was also completely empty. There were only clothes and equipment scattered on the ground, and the city defense troops and association members who should have been guarding it could not be seen."

"Most importantly... the door to the room has disappeared."

Celinina's words left Suren feeling quite helpless.

She shrugged: "Well, we can only take it one step at a time. After all, it's a spatial distortion. If it's mental pollution that makes us mistakenly believe that the space is distorted, then I do have a way to deal with that."

After speaking, Suren sighed, "However, this mission... is indeed fraught with difficulties, just as His Holiness the Pope said."

"This unusual phenomenon has already occurred even before we have entered the open sea."

"The only saving grace is that... the ship still has a strong sense of life, just like when we first boarded. These guards must just be trapped somewhere."

"At least for the time being, there is no danger."

"And I sensed... there are two completely opposite forces swirling around the ship now."

"One is a power similar to that of those shadow monsters, which is the power suspected to be the culprit behind the mutation."

"Another force... hmm, it seems familiar, it looks like Lord Roland's... but is his power really that terrifying?"

As soon as Suren finished speaking, a jet-black gauntlet emerged from the wall. After detecting Cherinina's magical reaction, the gauntlet spoke: "Hey, come with me, I've found the way out."

"!!!"

After the Demon King's remnant soul spoke, Suren instinctively swung his rapier at it.

But the attack was ineffective.

The sword tip simply passed through the gauntlet as if it didn't exist in the first place.

The remnant soul of the Demon King ignored Suren's attack and simply explained, "The ship is now divided into four independent spatial structures."

"The deck, and the space above the deck."

"Inside the ship's cabin."

"The port side armed battery group where you are located."

"And the starboard gun emplacements."

"These are the four structures I have identified so far, but the complexity of the space on the ship is much greater than that."

"In short, this ship is now like a maze."

"Moreover, this time there was no cognitive interference; it was simply a spatial disorder phenomenon."

"Come with me. This phenomenon is not absolute. We can reach other locations by exploiting weaknesses."

"Come on, bang your head against the wall. Don't be fooled by the wall here; it doesn't actually exist."

“I am speaking to you right now at your weak point, and what you are seeing is just a projection of my magic.”

"Alright, hurry up and smash it. It's this wall. Don't hesitate, just smash it."

"Anyway, you two are eight-ring warriors, you can even make a cave out of a mountain if you crash into it."

After saying that, the Demon King manipulated his gauntlets and disappeared from the spot.

Suren silently glanced at Cherlinina and Nash, who were clearly feeling guilty.

But in the end, she just shook her head, asked nothing, said nothing, and silently sprinted towards the wall and crashed into it.

The next moment she disappeared into the space of the port side No. 3 gun emplacement.

Seeing that Suren was so decisive, Cellina immediately followed suit, dragging the screaming Nash towards the wall.

The next moment, the two passed through the wall and arrived in a new space.

However, the expected stumble did not occur. Cellina, with Nash in tow, crashed directly into Roland, who had just been forcibly demolishing the buildings.

"boom!"

The three collided.

Roland was clearly no match for an eighth-ring expert charging with a child, and was directly tackled to the ground by Cherlinina.

"Well...it hurts..."

Nash covered his head, tears welling in his eyes, and got up from the ground.

Clearly, after colliding with Roland, Cellina instinctively released her grip on Nash, throwing him away.

Fortunately, it was just a light bump on his head and a gentle thud against the floor. Nash was only a little upset, but otherwise unaffected.

As for Celinina...

Having unexpectedly come into close contact with Roland, she was unaffected, but for a moment, she seemed to have lost her mind, simply lying half-crouched on Roland, staring blankly at him. Ten seconds later, after staring at Cellina for a while, Roland quietly said, "Why don't you get off me first?"

"Oh, oh! Sorry!"

Cellina quickly and nimbly jumped back, creating some distance between herself and Roland.

Only then did she realize that she was already on the deck.

After getting up from the ground, Roland smiled helplessly: "I should have dodged when the Grand Inquisitor appeared out of nowhere."

"Anyway, it's good to see that you're all okay."

"I was planning to go find you guys... but I just came out of the captain's cabin and saw you there."

Cellina stretched out her index finger and scratched her cheek: "It's all... thanks to that guy. We wouldn't have been able to get out without his guidance."

Roland laughed: "Don't be nervous, Suren recognized him a long time ago. Without this guy who is so skilled in spatial magic, things would be much more complicated this time."

Cellina's eyes widened: "What!?"

After exclaiming in surprise, Cellina turned her gaze to Suren, who was no longer smiling.

Noticing Cellina's gaze, Suren sighed, "Sigh... to be honest, I really didn't expect to learn so much this time."

"Although I felt from the beginning that this mission would not be simple, it was really beyond my expectations to meet this legendary figure here."

"And this guy has a much better temper than I thought."

"This is quite unexpected."

Cellina asked, "You are the Grand Inquisitor of the Holy See, representing the face of the Inquisition! Shouldn't your reaction be a little more intense?"

Seeing the three of them speaking in cryptic language, the three members of the Society—Götterdell, Max, and Allen—were completely baffled.

Götze swallowed hard, but couldn't help asking, "Lord Roland... may I ask... who are you discussing?"

Roland turned to Götze: "Didn't you see it? That flying gauntlet."

"Shouldn't the academy issue missions for the collaborative pursuit of the Demon Lord's Hand prototype?"

"As the branch president, you should recognize me, right?"

Götze gave a somewhat awkward laugh: "As you know, the Riskan division is rather special..."

"Okay, it's really not a big deal. The gauntlet contains the remnant soul of the Demon King."

"He was the one who brought Suren and Cherlinina out just now."

"He should be going to see Ms. Flam now."

Götze, Max, and Allen: "!!!"

Did they just hear some incredible name?
The Demon King? The remnant soul of the Demon King?

Is it the demon king they're thinking of?!
For the people of the Empire who grew up listening to stories of heroes fighting demon kings, the Knight King, the hero, and the demon king are the most solid memories of their childhood—no, they may be the most ingrained memories of their entire lives.

A brave and fearless knight king who was willing to sacrifice himself.

A powerful and brave hero who slays the demon king.

And the wicked demon king who commits all sorts of evil deeds, burning, killing, and looting...

This is almost a stereotype of the Imperials, no, it's probably a stereotype of most humans.

But now... they're saying that the remnant soul of the Demon King was inside that gauntlet that just flew by?!

They thought it was some novel magical artifact!
And the Demon King is actually helping them!

They must not be fully awake yet.

Hmm, he must not have woken up properly!
It's just a pity that this can't be a dream.

Soon the Demon King returned with a disgruntled Flam.

After Flam returned, she strode straight toward Roland and then tried to jump up and hit his knee.

Luckily, Roland dodged Flam's little iron fist with a nimble twist, otherwise it would have hurt so much!
"You little brat! Can't you be a little more capable? You still need this guy's help!"

"Hehehe, so you can't accept help from your mortal enemy? How petty, flat-chested elf, your magnanimity and your bust size really complement each other."

"Die! Why aren't you dead yet!"

Seeing the furious Flam, Roland had no choice but to temporarily take the Demon King into his hands to control him and prevent him from further provoking this petty elf.

After all, the Demon King's function is specialized, so when it comes to a real fight, it still depends on Flam.

After clearing his throat, Roland began, "Ms. Fram, I feel I need to offer my explanation."

"First of all, I got myself out of trouble."

"Secondly, he offered to help; I didn't ask him for anything."

"Finally, why did you yourself get trapped?"

Frum silently turned her head away: "Tch, it's all to save those guys who disappeared into thin air."

"They've all been pulled into the shadows!"

"Fortunately, Leah also lost control of her powers quite often when she was young, pulling furniture and my precious magic book into the shadows."

“I have experience with this, so I stepped in to stabilize the spatial structure.”

"Just when I finished adjusting the structure and was about to invert the shadow space to spit out those vanished guys, this damn thing popped up!"

Frum said irritably, picking up her staff and trying to strike the demon king who was being held by Roland.

Roland quickly dodged Fram's attack and then asked, "So how are those people now? Are they still alive?"

Frum sighed: "Not many are still alive, and those who are alive aren't in good condition either. They were compressed when the shadow space collapsed..."

(End of this chapter)