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

Chapter 280 Expired Beauty

Look up at the sky.

The previously dense cloud cover has disappeared.

The sun shone down on the earth without any obstruction, and even in the harsh cold of the North, the sun still brought plenty of warmth.

Roland put away his twin pistols, which were still smoking, and picked up the Sword of Silence again.

The engraved bullets they brought have been exhausted, and the dual pistols are essentially just a pair of gun-shaped staffs.

Clearly, the American-style iaido technique he had just demonstrated was remarkably effective.

With the pseudo-time stop effect, Roland's skill left the Lord of the Flame Demon Court with almost no time to react.

The vast majority of the skills hit the body of the king of the royal court.

The other party cooperated by uttering an angry curse and then promptly started the process.

It seems that killing oneself to seize the runestone is not a high priority.

Was it just because you found yourself in their territory that you decided to come here on a whim?

Moreover, it seems that since the other side chose to lead a small force on a surprise attack, and the Blood Demon Lord also secretly infiltrated the border in a similar way, does this prove that there are powerful figures in the Kingdom of Platia that they are wary of?
That's true. Although each kingdom in the federation may not be as powerful as an empire on its own, how could a kingdom not have some foundation?

In any case, they can always muster two or three level-nine experts.

It seems that the ruler of the royal court was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be injured and be besieged from all sides, so he fled without hesitation.

"Looks like we've successfully repelled the enemy." Roland breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to Kalia, who was still covering her ears and hadn't fully recovered, and said, "Lia, go pack your things, we need to leave too."

"Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if we implicated those villagers."

Still a little dazed from the loud noise, Kalia nodded awkwardly: "Oh, actually I've packed everything I needed to bring."

"We originally planned to demolish it and rebuild a wooden house."

Upon hearing this, Roland nodded, then looked at Russell, whose expression was somewhat subtle.

So you recognized me after all?

That makes sense. Given Russell's personality, for him to be disliked by such a carefree guy, he must have experienced something quite profound that made him a victim.

As a victim, it is perfectly normal for him to recognize Ms. Flam's magical fluctuations.

Based on what he had learned over the past few days, Roland was fairly certain that this alchemy master was in a position where whoever had the most money was king. Given his own behavior over the past few days, he figured that if he took the initiative to admit his mistake and apologize, he could easily get away with it.

That way, it would be easier for her to take him and Kalia back to the Empire. Having a powerful figure who could fight the Lord of the Royal Court along the way would put Roland at ease.

after all……

The distress signal transmitter that Ms. Fram gave him before he set off failed to work twice for some reason.

A situation arose where the signal could not be transmitted.

Having experienced the Isfar incident, Roland still harbors considerable psychological trauma from this major event that occurred only a month ago.

If the communication magic hadn't worked perfectly and his communication with the Empire hadn't been so smooth, he probably would have returned to the Empire without hesitation at the first opportunity.

call……

Roland took a deep breath, just as he was about to explain the whole story to Russell, when the alchemist's words dissuaded him from his attempt to explain.

"Oh my, you truly are worthy of my admiration and respect!"

"At such a young age, you actually possess such a set of protective skills, that's truly remarkable! You're definitely no ordinary person!"

"Hahahaha!!! My luck has finally turned around, Paracelsus! Unlimited research funding, here I come!!!"

"Good apprentice, wait here for me for a moment, I'll go pack up the lab and come right away!"

After laughing, Russell ran off in a flash, not even having a chance to hear what Kalia was about to say.

She had originally wanted Russell to pass on a message so she wouldn't have to make an extra trip.

"Sigh... I still have to make the trip."

Kalia sighed, then pulled Roland, who was trying to think about the next step, and together they headed towards the villagers' hiding place.

……

Preparations for the evacuation were completed quickly.

After all, all the luggage had been packed from the beginning. If it weren't for waiting for Russell and notifying the villagers who had taken refuge that they were safe, given Roland's group's travel speed, they would probably have already approached the walls of Isfar by now.

After saying goodbye to a group of somewhat reluctant villagers and picking up some local specialties along the way, Roland stood at the village entrance waiting for Russell, who was moving very slowly for some reason.

It wasn't until a loud bang came from halfway up the mountain that Russell, in a few leaps, arrived in front of Roland in a way that was very unbecoming of an alchemist but very much like a warrior.

At this moment, she was carrying a silver rectangular box on her back that was almost as tall as herself.

"What kind of teacher is this?" Roland asked curiously.

"Oh, that's a laboratory inside. Although my experience in making magical tools is only so-so, I can still modify a storage device without any problem."

Russell turned his back, positioning the box on his back facing Roland, and then proudly showed off, "How about that? Pretty cool, right? Such a big lab, and it can all be stored here in no time!" "Aside from the slightly long startup time and the storage process taking a while, it's practically the perfect moving tool!"

"We can help you move your entire house! And then release it!"

"Moreover, the teacher took the foundation issue into account when designing this laboratory."

"The building itself is equipped with automatic devices. As soon as a new site is detected, it will release a detection machine to automatically measure the land data, and then automatically release foundation anchors to stabilize the building..."

Watching Russell enthusiastically introduce his brilliant invention, Roland raised his hand to interrupt him with a hint of helplessness, saying, "Well... teacher, your invention is indeed very impressive."

"But considering that we are now being watched by the Lord of the Royal Court, shouldn't we return to the Empire as soon as possible? That would be safer, wouldn't it?"

"And there are some things I haven't told you yet. Actually... in order to get your help smoothly, there are some things I haven't been willing to tell you. Actually, we..."

Roland was about to tell Russell about Fram when he was interrupted again.

"Alright, alright, no need to say anymore. Although I, as a human being, have entered the stage of soul decay, I am not senile yet."

"Many of those techniques you just used came from that damned elf, didn't they?"

"Also, there are many traces of that elf's magic on this child, Kalia."

"I'm not so bad that I can't even recognize these."

Russell's eyes turned serious: "To be honest, although I hate that girl, if she had come with you this time, I would have refused to help you."

"But one thing at a time, I can see from our interactions that you and Kalia are completely different from that petty, flat-chested elf. They are both very good children!"

Kalia, feeling a little embarrassed by the sudden praise, scratched her head.

She wasn't often praised so directly, after all, Flam was a taciturn elf, and when she did talk a lot, she often said something surprising.

Her performances are not that exciting and passionate.

"Hehe, everyone says I'm stupid, but I know I'm actually very smart!"

Russell: "..."

Russell glanced at Kalia with a somewhat subtle look, then looked away before Kalia could notice.

Oh, silly child.

You're so naive, how could you possibly have bad intentions?

With that thought out of his mind, Russell smiled and said, "Not to mention your talent and the many similarities we've had in our experimental approaches these past few days, it makes me regret not staying in the Empire a few more years. Maybe I could have taken you on as my apprentice sooner."

"Sigh... I was just thinking about it. Back then, the creditors were chasing me so hard that I had no choice but to sneak away."

"By the way, Roland, you'll help the teacher pay off his debts, right?"

When the topic of debt came up, Russell's eyes suddenly looked pitiful.

The face of this standard blonde beauty finally revealed an expression befitting her image.

While she was endearing, Roland also felt somewhat nauseous.

Yes, even though the face in front of you can be described as a meticulously crafted figurine made by the creator god when creating humankind, every detail of the facial features is exquisitely sculpted and perfectly proportioned.

But Roland still felt a bit nauseous.

There is nothing we can do about this.

If someone who spends most of their time making exaggerated facial expressions, swearing, and behaving in an over-the-top manner suddenly looks at you with this pitiful expression, you'll feel nauseous.

Of course, if Roland had been interacting with Russell, who had only briefly appeared in her first personality form as a cold female researcher, from beginning to end, Roland probably wouldn't feel nauseous right now.

You might even find the contrast endearing.

It's a pity we can't exchange it.

Roland silently averted his gaze from Russell, tilted his head, and pushed Russell away a little: "No problem, I will do my best to resolve the debt issue."

"However, in return, I'll leave the matter of the armor and physical skills to you, teacher."

Upon hearing this, Russell instantly reverted to his carefree mode: "No problem! Leave it to me! As long as the debt problem can be solved, nothing else matters!"

"Besides, don't you still have a teacher who works on magical technology about the armor? Bring him along! Having more people will make things easier!"

"Hehehe, disassemble and smelt the parts of the legendary Demon King's Hand prototype, and then forge them into a brand new suit of armor!"

"Just thinking about this big event gets me so excited I could raise a flag! Who says alchemy has no great generals?!"

Seeing Russell's somewhat out-of-control behavior, Roland felt regret for the first time regarding bringing Russell back to the Empire.

He could understand that the master might have lived for too long; for a human soul, such a long period of time had caused her to become somewhat mentally unstable.

but……

Oh well, they're all my teachers. I'm not a normal person sometimes either, so it's okay to be a little abnormal.

(End of this chapter)