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

Chapter 261 She lost her father, but she still has me, doesn't she?

The Demon King's advice was actually quite simple.

Roland's body is actually not suitable for combat right now.

The Demon King believed that Roland himself understood this best.

Although Roland is a "magician", his actual combat ability is concentrated in spells.

His spellcasting ability was indeed unaffected.

But his body was too fragile.

Even the slightest external force, or even the turbulent flow of magic within his body caused by excessive spellcasting, could cause Roland to shatter like a piece of glass.

If Roland were in good health, the Demon King would never have made such a suggestion.

This time, it's other royal rulers coming, so even the Demon King might be a little intimidated.

But this time it was Danso, the Blood Demon Lord, who came.

I know the other person too well.

To put it nicely, this person's development of bloodline techniques has almost reached the divine realm! Ordinary flesh and blood creatures in front of him could be turned into a pool of blood with just a glance.

Those who haven't reached the transcendent level can't even withstand his gaze.

But to put it bluntly, this guy doesn't have any special skills other than bloodline techniques.

This type of character, with limited skill sets, is completely countered by Roland; Remilia is the best example of this.

Of course, as the Blood Demon Lord, he couldn't possibly only know these things.

In this world where magicians all possess some martial arts skills and wield weapons, the Blood Demon Lord naturally also has some knowledge of martial arts.

Therefore, even though Roland still has the means to instantly reduce the Blood Demon Lord's combat power by 99%, she still doesn't want Roland to fight the opponent head-on in his current fragile state, just to be on the safe side.

Not to mention that the other side hasn't even discovered them yet.

Although the mark on the barrier did take effect for a moment.

But as the inventor of the spell, the Demon King easily removed the mark from Kalia's body.

There's no need to worry about these things for the time being.

Moreover, that alchemist was not easy to deal with.

The Demon King's memories contain traces of this human.

Hmm... Back then, I could still overpower that crazy blue-haired woman, and she was on my kill list.

The madwoman and the flat-chested elf went to great lengths to rescue this guy, and he was probably quite strong; if I remember correctly, he was the scavenger king who always had a foul mouth.

Although this old man keeps nagging all the time.

But in terms of strength, even the Demon King had to admit that this ancient relic who had lived from the Age of Gods to the present day was probably the closest to the divine realm among the demons at that time, besides himself.

Despite being relentlessly pursued by this being, the alchemist actually managed to survive for three days! He successfully waited for the blue-haired madwoman to come to his rescue.

Although there might be a reason why the old man didn't put in the effort.

This shows that even if this alchemist isn't good at direct combat, his ability to survive must be pretty amazing.

Come to think of it, why did I chase after this guy back then?

Never mind, I can't remember. I'll talk about it when I do.

In short, by hiding here, out of self-preservation, the guy who calls himself Russell will also help Roland deal with the enemy.

But taking the initiative is a different matter.

Roland had no objection to the Demon King's suggestion.

He was more concerned with another issue.

"You actually managed to have your true form seen through by Kalia. You're getting more and more out of touch with reality."

"What the hell are you talking about! I'm clearly dead! Bah! That's not the point, did you even listen to me?!"

Roland chuckled and then recounted what had happened to him.

"That's just the way it is."

"It seems we weren't undetected, but while Kalia's spell helped us avoid a lot of trouble, it also brought some problems."

"The people who are targeting us must have some information about Kalia."

"And neither Kalia nor I expected the magical fluctuations that concealed the Shadow Spell."

"If I hadn't discovered it in time, and these people hadn't followed the tracks to the village, things would have been really troublesome."

"Fortunately, this path is quite a distance from the village, otherwise we would probably already be being watched."

"But killing these people will definitely attract a lot of attention."

"So... Almighty Demon King, do you have any clever tricks for destroying evidence and killing people without incurring any karmic consequences?"

The Demon King, controlling his gauntlet, intended to deliver a powerful blow to Roland's head.

But thinking of Roland's physical condition, she canceled the charging attack and instead complained irritably, "Even if I had it, I couldn't use it in this state!"

"Never mind, I have another idea..."

The Demon King sighed, then directed Roland and Kalia to begin drawing a complex ritual array on the ground.

……

Kingdom of Plataea, City of Sita.

It is an important border fortress city with a similar function to Isfar.

But the border city was now eerily silent.

The streets were covered in snow, but no one was clearing it away.

Amidst the swirling snow, occasionally a few stalls, still standing but collapsed under the weight of the snow, reveal vegetables, fruits, and meats that have been surprisingly well-preserved due to the extreme cold.

Clearly... there has been no sign of human activity here for a long time.

But there were quite a few people around the towering castle in the city.

It is also the only place in the city where there are still signs of life.

The castle, which originally belonged to the local nobles, was now only inhabited by demons running back and forth.

If the Hatter and his intelligence agents were to witness this scene, they would surely feel a chill run down their spines.

Because these demons walking inside the castle were not ordinary demons, but elite demon troops from the royal army.

"My Lord, the tracking team we sent out has lost contact."

"Oh?"

Lord Danso of the Blood Demon King's Court stopped gazing at the distant snowstorm and turned to ask, "Where were those people last seen?" "Use this area as a starting point for reconnaissance."

"Just kill all the other humans except the target."

"We need to be quick. This infiltration is extremely risky."

"The Papacy, the Society, that damned elf, and my damned sister, they're all watching me."

"Don't think of the ruler of the royal court as having too many supernatural powers."

After speaking, the king, who was generally mild-mannered towards his subordinates, glanced at his unresponsive subordinates and sighed: "What kind of trouble has arisen now?"

The subordinate, trembling and covered in cold sweat, blurted out, "Your Majesty, divine machines created by the Demon King have appeared near the border, and there's more than one!"

"The force field disturbances they emitted rendered all our tracking methods ineffective."

Danso's hand trembled slightly: "How many have been discovered so far?"

"Seven, seven units! The number of familiars created by the divine machine is still unknown."

Upon hearing the numbers, the Blood Demon army erupted in a tirade of curses: "Damn it! Humans are all a bunch of useless trash!"

"How could such a good seal allow more than half of these things to escape!"

"Don't they realize how much trouble these things will cause when put together?!"

Danso was starting to lose his composure.

He never had such a mental breakdown when he killed his own father to take power.

Although his strength is among the best of the royal court rulers.

However, Blood Demon is still at a significant disadvantage when dealing with this kind of iron lump.

It has maxed out both physical and magical resistance, making it not only durable but also capable of dealing high damage.

If it were only two or three units, he would find it troublesome, but it wouldn't be without its own problems.

Even if it possesses the Demon King's soul, it is still an inanimate object. He can deal with it without any problem; he can simply divide the battlefield and defeat it one by one.

But all seven appeared at once...

Then I'll have no choice but to run away; I absolutely can't win a fight.

Moreover, the stance of these things may not necessarily align with that of the current demon race.

If they could communicate, that would be fine... but Danso, who assisted the Demon King in performing the soul-splitting ritual back then, knew very well that those things were incapable of communication.

Because it was a hastily manufactured machine, and because the Demon King himself hadn't really expected to die so easily.

Therefore, there is a problem with the armor's soul storage.

It's fine for ten or twenty years; even if the soul is dormant, it can still be awakened.

But now, three hundred years have passed, and the soul within must have fallen into a state of chaos and madness, making it impossible to communicate with it.

Moreover, the planned action procedures for these things were all set by the Demon King himself. He had no idea what the purpose of these creations, which were originally half of the Demon King's castle, was.

Combine them, and then resurrect the Demon King?
This point can be ruled out first.

Although I had some of my own ideas back then, I was generally loyal to the Demon King's faction, just not as obedient to the Demon King as the old lich and the gargoyle lord.

Back then, when his father intended to unite humanity in a rebellion, it was he who, despite moral pressure, took action and started the rebellion.

Although the Demon King was later defeated, if the Blood Demon Court had truly rebelled back then, it would have been impossible for them to escape punishment.

Unfortunately, my stupid sister doesn't know what's good for her.

I was acting entirely out of consideration for my community.

So what if she lost her father? She still has him, doesn't she?

Everyone says that the eldest brother is like a father, so why can't he be her new father?
Well, my silly sister has never been very bright... But thankfully, her actions in the end deprived those who originally had designs on the Blood Demon King's Court of any reason to cause trouble.

In addition, his actions of purging corrupt officials and eliminating treacherous ministers won him the support of the old lich and the gargoyle lord.

Otherwise, the Blood Demon King's Court will have to shut down.

The thought of the declining power of the royal court and the people who could barely afford to be fed again filled Danso with despair.

He turned to his subordinates: "By the way, did you explain things clearly to those humans? They've been locked up for half a month; they should know what's good for them by now, right?"

"My patience has its limits!"

"Their treatment isn't bad at all. All they do is come back with us and donate blood regularly, right?"

"As the ruler of a royal court, I can't just stand by and watch my people become so poor that they can't even afford to drink human blood, can I? What would other royal courts think if they saw this?"

"They provide meals, accommodation, and even medical checkups. What could they possibly complain about?"

"If you don't agree, I'll turn them all into ready-made blood bags and take them back with me!"

Seeing the somewhat annoyed king before him, the subordinate who came to report was also somewhat troubled: "Your Majesty... I think it's better to think about some things from a human perspective."

"No matter how generous the treatment, our actions are still plunder!"

"Let's just take them back by force."

Danso rolled his eyes at his dim-witted subordinate: "You think I don't want to?!"

"Don't you even look at where we are now? Do you think it's so easy to hide among the humans of an entire city?"

"The Holy See and the Society aren't blind. I don't want to be besieged by the strongest humans!"

"I still haven't fully recovered from the light cannon I took in Isfar three hundred years ago. I don't want to get another new injury."

After saying that, amidst the terrified looks of his subordinates, Danso wearily shook his hand: "Quickly find that kid named Roland and kill him."

“I can’t stop those lunatics from targeting and taking the runes from him, but even if they do get them, they must be ineffective.”

"Keep searching!"

"We must find him before the main force of the royal court completely takes over Plataea!"

After giving the order, Danso waved for his subordinates to leave, then continued to gaze at the northern wind and snow, murmuring, "Your Majesty the Demon King... if only you were still here."

"Although I used to say you were all looks and no brains, long hair and short wits."

"But the demon race right now... definitely needs a powerful figure with absolute authority to stop what's about to happen."

"If you were in heaven... no, in the underworld... no, tsk, if your soul could still hear me."

"I want to say that I, and indeed all the rulers of the royal courts, have never doubted your ideals."

"It's just... a difference in ideology."

"With a formidable enemy at hand, the world cannot afford any form of internal strife."

(End of this chapter)