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

Chapter 242 Elena, the Burning World Tree
Roland, who had fallen into a deep sleep, was unable to get the rest he wanted.

Although he didn't know why, even though he had only been on the mission for a maximum of one day and one night, he was extremely tired.

His mental energy, physical strength, and even magic power were not wasted.

But the feeling of exhaustion seemed to surge from the depths of his soul, making it hard for him to resist.

After having this feeling, Roland knew that what awaited him was not a sleep that could relieve his fatigue.

After all, he really wasn't tired.

However, he truly loathed this behavior of constantly tampering with his dreams.

In fact, when Roland was facing that imposing being who seemed to be the true form of an evil god, he vaguely felt something awakening within him in the instant before he lost consciousness.

However, it was quickly pushed back by another force that belonged neither to the evil god nor to itself.

It's like a hibernating creature that was stimulated to wake up prematurely, only to be knocked unconscious by physical means at the very moment it's about to wake up, and then returned to a "sleep" state.

Roland could sense this unusual feeling.

Although that power has indeed returned to a state of "dormant" state.

only……

Why did I dream of this scene again?

The scene of her eighth birthday party.

To be honest, he already has some PTSD from this scene.

Every time I dream of this scene, nothing good ever happens afterward.

But this time... something unexpected happened.

Although the scene is still the same.

Although the people in the scene, even the woman in the corner whose face was not clearly visible, did not change their positions at all.

But this time, he discovered that he could control his body in his dreams.

If he dreamed of this scene, he would be like a puppet on a string, moving along a predetermined path, and at most he could only control his own vision.

This was the first time he had been able to control his body freely.

And... Roland, who should have been in the body of an eight-year-old child, returned to normal body shape after having the thought of "leaving the room".

Roland temporarily ignored the anomaly and left the old house in the dream, heading towards the unfamiliar streets of the dream world.

Surprisingly... the Riskan in my dream seemed to be just like the one in my childhood memories.

Those shops that closed or disappeared for various reasons, and the streets that changed, all returned to their original state in my dreams.

It's as if they've recreated the Riskan from my childhood memories, from a corner of my mind that I can barely recall.

Roland walked along the deserted streets, occasionally glancing back to see if any strange fellows would appear.

Unfortunately, there seems to be nothing here.

He didn't know how long he had been walking on the street.

He went to the governor's mansion, to the port, to the sea cliff where he made that somewhat hasty agreement with Kalia, and to the corner where he buried Natalia with Cellina.

He followed his memory to the commercial street that didn't exist yet, but fortunately, the location of the benches along the street hadn't changed.

He remembered the time he and Iluvia got covered in paint.

He went to Uncle Jules' tavern, to Riscan's Great Library, and to the Adventurers' Guild.

Before meeting Iluvia and before encountering Kalia, these three places were the places Roland visited most often.

Standing still on the street in the dream, Roland turned around and looked at the silver-haired girl who seemed to have always been following him, asking, "What are you?"

"Nightmare, inner demon? Or something I've forgotten in a corner of my memory?"

"Also, why are you only showing up now? Although I can't estimate the passage of time in a dream, judging from my normal walking speed and the distance I've covered... at least several hours have passed by now."

The girl tilted her head and explained expressionlessly, "As you said, this is time in a dream."

"Your idea of ​​recording time in your dream by walking is indeed very insightful. But it is a dream after all, and you cannot use common sense and knowledge from reality to judge dreams."

"So-called dreams are just projections of the soul and memories resonating with each person's spirit and consciousness."

"And the most important component of it is memory."

"Remember, and input the impressions you see into your brain as information."

"Save, remember the information."

"Play back the saved information, i.e., recall."

"Confirm again, make sure the information being played is the same as before."

"These are the four main systems that make up memory."

"Please listen patiently before I explain my purpose."

"Your memory system... has a human-caused defect."

"There are no problems with your 'memory', 'save', and 'playback' systems."

"However, the reconfirmation system in your memory system has been deliberately modified, please forgive me."

As the girl spoke, she bowed slightly apologetically to Roland.

Then, under Roland's scrutinizing gaze, the girl slowly spoke: "Of course, I still can't tell you who I am." "However, my purpose... is simply to ask you to rest for a while and not to investigate your own background. If you really want to know, you can ask the Demon King lady hanging on your waist, and she will tell you."

"In addition, if possible, avoid participating in or getting involved in any activities related to evil gods for the foreseeable future."

"You have been targeted by those four beings."

"I went to great lengths to get you back, so please stop fooling around."

"Finally... I know you have many questions, but please be patient. There is still a lot of time left in the world, and you have a lot of time left too."

"Knowing the truth too early is not a good thing."

"My name is Elena. If you have any further questions for me, you can silently say my name before you go to sleep during the new moon each month."

"I will meet you in my dreams."

"Goodbye, your lover seems very worried about you. I'm sorry, this is the last time I'll pull you into this dream."

"And if you really insist on pursuing some truth..."

The silver-haired girl who called herself Elena fell silent, and then Roland noticed a drastic change in the dream before him.

He saw a familiar giant tree rooted in the streets of Riskan, its branches and leaves so thick they blocked out the sky and enveloped the entire city—no… it was still growing.

world Tree.

The word naturally came to Roland's mind.

Then, the giant tree began to burn inexplicably until the flames illuminated the sky.

"That's the most information I can provide."

"When you are able to reach Avalon and face the World Tree, or go to Dragon Island to meet the eternal dragon, you will be qualified to know everything."

"So, goodbye."

As the girl whispered softly and without emotion, Roland suddenly opened his eyes and saw the crowd that was already surrounding him.

Standing at the front were none other than the survivors Roland had found in the church.

These starving refugees were the first to discover Roland had collapsed, even before Flam, whose attention had been drawn to the falling sky.

Then came Kalia and the others who rushed over after hearing the news.

However, they arrived too late; Roland had already woken up by then.

Although in his dream he felt as if he had spent a whole day, he had actually only been asleep for less than three minutes.

Frum, clutching her staff, looked at Roland: "Are you alright, kid? Your magic and mental strength were perfectly normal, so why did you suddenly faint? Could it be the price for casting that forbidden spell?"

"...I guess so. I'm a little rusty since it's my first time using it."

Roland got up from the simple wooden bed and smiled at Kalia, who was nervously munching on her snacks.

Nash, who had been in Cellina's arms, jumped into Roland's arms after he woke up. Iluvia breathed a sigh of relief and began to complain about Roland's actions.

Roland also noticed the unusual tone in everyone's conversation.

Ten days?!
But I've only been in the city for one day!
Was it the work of an evil god?

Recalling the words of the mysterious girl who called herself Elena in his dream, Roland fell silent.

At that moment, the commander of the First Legion also hurriedly pulled open the tent and came in with his adjutant.

Upon seeing the other person, Roland got out of bed and took out a metal brick from his pocket.

Although it looks like a cube made of silver metal blocks pieced together.

But in reality, this was a key with the highest authority given to him by Landros, belonging to the Border Legion.

It was precisely because of this that Roland was able to use all the military teleportation arrays scattered throughout the city.

This key also grants the user the authority to activate a special teleportation array to the Sky Ring Hub, as well as the authority to activate the main cannon unit mounted on the Sky Ring Hub.

It is not only a symbol of status, but also a symbol of command.

Upon seeing this, the commander of the First Legion smoothly knelt down on one knee, bowed his head, and waited for Roland to issue orders.

"Lord Landros has died for his country."

"As the Emperor's special envoy, I am temporarily assuming the supreme command of the border legion."

"Until His Majesty issues a formal appointment."

"Do you have any objection?"

After a sigh, the legion commander said, "Elson, the commander of the First Legion, has no objection."

“Very good. Pass the message on to the other legions. Also, archive the information provided by the Isfar Institute branch members.”

"Those are all documents left behind by General Lanzhous; they are very useful."

"Finally, properly resettle the refugees and organize manpower to enter the main city as soon as possible to carry out post-disaster management work. Except for the few locations I have marked on the map, arrange the work of clearing the ruins as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Legion Commander Elson quickly left with his adjutant.

Roland finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Iluvia beside him: "Iluvia, I'll trouble you to contact His Majesty."

"Since I just fainted... maybe I really need to get some rest."

(End of this chapter)