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

Chapter 231 Favored by God
Dreamland.

Having regained his "physical body," the Demon King observed his surroundings with great interest.

"As expected... this kid is no ordinary person."

"After he left this dream, time actually stopped."

“No, that’s not right…”

"More than a pause, it's more like..."

Watching time rush by around them, watching the humans on the city walls fight their own army, and then being blasted to smithereens by the Demon King's main cannon, the city walls and the people were destroyed in one shot.

And most importantly, a certain power that could not be replicated from a dream severely damaged the three royal court lords who went into battle, the Demon King himself, and the Demon King's castle itself.

At this very moment, the Demon King's memories began to be partially repaired in his dreams.

Even its remnant soul itself grew stronger.

If her remnant soul was originally one percent of its original size, it is now approaching five percent.

It's almost equivalent to the entire soul of a prototype machine.

As his soul power was repaired, the Demon King could feel his own demonic power, which had been as weak as an ant's, beginning to grow.

The number of cars has skyrocketed from the Second Ring Road to the Third Ring Road!
However, she was more concerned about the extra memories she had gained than about these things.

Perhaps due to the influence of the venue, the extra memories she gained happened to be related to Isfar.

Then she filled in the parts of the dream that had not been restored.

After the Demon King's castle's main cannon reduced the northern city wall of Isfar and all the defenders on it to nothingness, a huge crack, thousands of meters long and shimmering with a dark purple light, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then, a purple beam of light, hundreds of meters thick, shot out from the crack.

Just like an eraser erases a pencil, it wipes away everything it touches.

The newly appointed Blood Demon Lord, who had just seized power by killing his father, lost half of his body. He only recovered thanks to the Blood Demon's formidable survival ability and by absorbing the blood of several giant demonic beasts. He managed to restore half of his body, but it still took him decades to heal from the injury.

The same was true for the Gargoyle Lord, but being always calm and decisive, he made a quick decision to avoid fatal damage at the cost of losing his regenerable Stone Wings.

The worst one was that scavenger king who always had a foul mouth. He couldn't dodge in time and took all the damage, losing one of his lives.

But luckily he was blessed with good fortune; after spending ten days resurrecting himself, everything returned to normal.

On the contrary, he was the one who recovered his full strength the fastest among the three injured kings of the royal court.

As for the Demon King herself, thanks to the fraction of a second gained by the clash of the Boundary-Breaking Spear, she dodged the attack that was originally aimed at her, only losing a kidney.

However, the Demon King's castle suffered heavy losses.

It was almost split in two by this beam of light. In order to repair the Demon King's city and allow the kings of the royal court to recuperate, the Demon King had no choice but to postpone his southward advance.

After all, although humanity was scattered at that time, the destruction of the Northern Federation would inevitably lead to the unification of the Southern Federation.

There is no shortage of strong people among humans. If they unite, they will not be easily dealt with by the Demon King's army, which has suffered heavy losses for no apparent reason. They may even suffer a defeat.

After all, in the newly conquered northern territory, there were still quite a few humans who would occasionally jump out and cause trouble, raising an army to harass the Demon King's army's rear supply lines.

For such a large demon king's castle to take flight, it would require a considerable amount of resources.

If the supply line is affected, it will be a significant problem.

So while recovering from her injuries, the Demon King also began to reorganize the rear. More importantly, she discovered a mysterious cave underground in Isfar.

They learned how to communicate with Death and who was behind the light cannon that had just severely damaged the Demon King's army.

Afterwards, through communication, she was able to enter the land of the dead as a living person.

As for the conversation with Death and the scenes of the land of the dead, these were not within the memories of this remnant soul.

But she could remember that thirty years had passed in the outside world after she came out.

After suppressing a group of Demon King's army cadres who were planning a rebellion and dealing with a restless ruler of the royal court, the Demon King looked at the Demon King's castle, which had been repaired, and continued south...

The rest is history.

Although thirty years is not a very long time for the demon race.

However, for the rate of human development, thirty years is enough to bring about earth-shattering changes.

The Knight King led the Knights of the Round Table to unify half of the southern continent.

The hero, Simmel, also assembled a standard hero squad, leading his team of mages, priests, warriors, and scholars on a journey toward the Demon King's army.

A year later, the two central forces of human resistance met in front of the imperial capital.

With the Knight King sacrificing himself, and due to the betrayal of that great demon named Remilia, the blue-haired madwoman and her teammates cut him down.

"Hey……"

After reminiscing about the past, the Demon King looked at the ever-changing scene before him and sighed deeply.

If I had known this would happen... I shouldn't have rushed into the Land of the Dead, but instead should have wiped out the human forces first.

Although it was somewhat risky, it proved that time could not be wasted on human development.

In other words, she encountered too much resistance when she was trying to eliminate the northern kingdoms.

First, that damned elf almost killed him single-handedly. Then, several kingdoms in the north each managed to field four royal court-level powerhouses to contend with him.

His army was in no way weaker than the Demon King's army.

If it weren't for the fact that those humans were still thinking about fighting amongst themselves and were wary of each other, making it impossible for them to unite, and that they hadn't started by attacking the strongest country in the federation of nations, which the other federations were happy to see, they would have provided all the support they needed except for assistance.

Otherwise, it would be questionable whether he could unify the North.

However, after defeating the strongest kingdom, Habsburg, he then practically swept through the rest of the land.

Apart from encountering considerable trouble in dealing with the Kingdom of Platia, and being blasted by a cannon by the Grim Reaper's minions, everything went smoothly.

At that time, the southern countries were weaker than each other, and some countries didn't even have a single nine-ring legendary figure.

He only needs to deploy the armored team of the Demon King's Hand, without even needing to use the prototype, to conquer a kingdom or grand duchy.

I just didn't know that at the time!

If he had known that the southern countries were even easier targets than soft persimmons, he wouldn't have bothered with any repairs!

We all suffered from poor intelligence!

"It's a pity that I can't move around in this dream world after that kid Roland left."

"Is it because of my form of existence that I am limited, or is it..."

Just as the Demon King was confused, she suddenly noticed something and looked to her side at the girl who seemed to have been watching her for a long time.

The other person's short silver hair was fluttering in the invisible wind. After seeing the Demon King's gaze, the other person spoke, "So you've finally noticed me?"

"I thought I would have to wait a while longer."

"After all, I can't have a conversation with you if you don't notice me."

The Demon King looked at the other person and felt that he looked somewhat familiar. After a long while, she tentatively asked, "Are you... a member of the Grim Reaper's retinue?"

"Hmm. It's been many years. According to the rules, I should bring you back to the Land of the Dead."

"Haha, is that so?" The Demon King laughed, showing no sign of resistance. "That's right, after all, I've been dead for a long time. I'm just using some methods to keep my soul in the mortal world."

“For you, this is indeed within your job responsibilities.”

"What, are you going to make your move now?"

The girl shook her head: "No."

"As expected." The Demon King laughed, it seemed that his vague impression of this divine servant in his memory was not too far off.

A person who prefers action to words.

It's more like a tool that only acts according to a set program than an intelligent being capable of dialogue.

If the other party wanted to capture me and take me back to the land of the dead, they wouldn't have bothered talking to me so much.

Even if they are acquaintances, it's the same.

However, the Demon King's curiosity was piqued: "So, you're letting me off the hook for now because of that kid Roland?"

"..." The girl's expression changed slightly after hearing the Demon King's words.

However, compared to her previous calm and serene face, this is somewhat of a change.

The Demon King could sense that the other party was not very satisfied with what he had just said.

But soon the girl, a servant of the Grim Reaper, said, "You should have more respect for that one."

"The master decided to turn a blind eye to you because of that person."

"You'd better have some self-awareness. The reason you're allowed to remain in this world is because the adults judge you to be of help to that adult."

The girl calmly explained the reason, and then began to observe her surroundings: "To be honest, I didn't expect to have contact with that person at this time, even though he seems to have noticed my presence."

"But the existence of this eerie dream world makes my existence implicitly apparent."

"After all, dreams are made up of consciousness, memory and soul, and thanks to the blessing of my Lord, I also have authority in this regard."

"Your existence is the same; your soul is intertwined with the memories of this land, forming your current special state."

"But don't worry, if nothing unexpected happens, that person will soon figure out how to get you out of this space. You might even be able to temporarily possess this body until this dream spell ends."

"Then, I will await your arrival in the Land of the Dead. After all... you are one of the few people I have spoken to."

……

As the words fell, the silver-haired girl vanished before the Demon King's eyes, as if she had never existed.

The Demon King also pondered the last words the other party had said.

To take himself out of this space and possess a physical body? Roland?
This kid has this skill?

And this guy's address to Roland... "That sir"? Seriously?
Well, this kid seems to have a much bigger background than I thought.

Could it really be the World Tree's illegitimate child? Is there really anyone in this world who would sleep with a tree? Does that make sense?
Just as the Demon King was bewildered, a green mirror appeared beneath her feet, and then she felt a tremendous suction force.

Almost instantly, the Demon King felt a tremendous suction force, similar to flushing a toilet, and the next moment she disappeared into this still yet constantly flowing dream space.

(End of this chapter)