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

Chapter 289 The Great Sage Arrives "Just in Time"

With the Demon King's voice, the grudges and entanglements on the scene became even more complicated.

Although Roland didn't know what the Soul Stone was for.

Judging from the name of this thing and the Demon King's reaction, this thing should be something she originally intended to use in the refining of the prototype of the Demon King's Hand.

Or perhaps it was a trump card used to preserve her soul and save her life.

After all, Roland found it hard to imagine that this guy, who was usually calm and collected and whose tone was often playful and teasing, would lose his composure like this.

In other words, this guy still retained a lot of rationality in the end, at least he didn't choose to speak in his natural voice.

However, that roar, filled with resentment, anger, and despair, successfully broke the tense atmosphere.

Ultimately, when Russell revealed the truth, he subconsciously forgot one thing.

In a sense, the Demon King is still alive.

And it was hanging on his good brother's waist.

She was still careless.

Because the Demon King lost his memory, he lowered his guard and revealed things from the past that should have been forgotten.

Russell tensed up instantly and dodged behind Kalia.

Yes, it was behind Kalia, not behind Roland.

She felt that there was something ambiguous between her, the student, and the Demon King.

Otherwise, why would the Demon King, the ultimate villain who once instigated a thousand-year war and almost destroyed the entire human civilization, now choose to stand on the side of humanity?
They even served as a tool for persuading others to surrender without complaint. If the Demon King hadn't spoken up, that Blood Demon Lord would definitely have chosen to kill himself along with those prototype machines first.

Clearly, even though he was dead, this demon king still had many trusted subordinates in the royal court.

Damn it! I was so careless that I revealed such a secret!
Fortunately, he didn't end up using the soul stone himself; he just scraped off some powder from it and used it in the creation of the new body.

And I've kept the rest safe and sound.

If I hand it over then, I think I'll get a lighter sentence, right?
No, no!
Why should I hand over what I stole by my own skill?

Besides, surely my good students wouldn't abandon me?
Kalia looked back with a hint of helplessness at the two old men who had somehow hidden behind her.

"Hey, really. If you're talking about age, the two of you combined are almost two thousand years old. Can't you be a little more responsible?"

"I won't say anything about the teacher, but Ms. Russell, a highly respected alchemist like yourself should have the courage to admit your past mistakes!"

"It may sound unbelievable, but the Demon Queen... cough cough, the Demon King is actually very easy to talk to! Very reasonable!"

Highly respected? Wait, are you referring to me?

Russell pointed to himself, seemingly incredulous.

After the Holy Empire collapsed, she no longer held the title of court alchemist, and she never heard such a description of herself again.

On the other side, the Demon King, who was originally about to rush over and punch Russell, was also stunned when Roland grabbed him and he was unable to move during the floating process.

Hey, you're easy to talk to and reasonable? Me? Really?

If your assessment had been heard by others before the war ended, you could have skipped the trial process and been killed as a spy and traitor.

Frum was also stunned.

What do you mean by "the teacher won't say anything"?

Is my image in your eyes really that bad?
Damn it, I raised you from a baby to adulthood.

Waaaaah~~~~
Some affected sobbing rang out in this strange setting, and then the elf who was pretending to be pitiful was punished by the disciple with an iron fist.

"Ugh! Leah! You!"

"What's wrong with me?" Kalia glared at Flam, completely unconcerned. "Would things have turned out this way if it weren't for you?"

Fram: “…”

Humans really do become less lovable once they grow up.

Damn it, it feels like only a short time has passed. How did Kalia turn into such an annoying child?

Furam pouted, looking a little unhappy, and then went to squat in a corner.

After the aftershocks of their fistfight subsided, a group of powerful figures within the city arrived late, much to their surprise.

The first person to arrive was Cardinal Clark, whom Roland had met the night before.

The old man was still dressed in a worn-out white robe, but he wore a pair of small round-framed glasses perched on his nose. Combined with his long beard and smiling face, he looked every bit the gentle elder.

Besides him, Kefas also arrived at the scene.

The miserable middle-aged office worker had a newspaper tucked under his armpit, clearly not finished reading, and his face screamed "I don't want to go to work."

And after seeing the scene, he wanted to leave.

Just like he didn't want to come in the first place, he only came to take a look just to be on the safe side.

"Hey……"

Kefas sighed, though Salah III himself never said anything.

However, judging from the sudden increase in workload recently, the old emperor was not satisfied with his performance in the capital incident.

The consequence of all this running around now is perhaps what they call a minor punishment to serve as a warning.

Although he himself hoped that the old emperor would dismiss him from his post or exile him.

That way he wouldn't need to go to work. With his skills, he could take on one commission every three years or so.

Unfortunately, due to his limited power and family background, this idea was ultimately impossible to realize. At least, Kefas couldn't expect that the old fox Salah III would proactively break off relations with him before he completely did.

The old emperor knew that Cafas wouldn't do that.

"Looks like it was just a false alarm," Kefas concluded. "Then goodbye."

After saying that, Kefas, who had rushed over to check in, left in a hurry, even faster than when he arrived.

Clark smiled without saying anything, but gave Flam a friendly smile, chatted briefly about their recent situations, boasted to each other, and then left.

Just when Roland thought no one would come, a portal suddenly opened in the training ground that had been split in two.

Then Roland saw Erebus leading Götze, who was still using crutches, and the young lad Allen out of the portal.

No matter how you look at it, the scene before you is far too chaotic.

While in Erebus, Roland knew his vacation was over.

But when he saw the pairing of Götze and Allen, the captain and sailor who had accompanied him on a voyage, he was still taken aback.

"Great Sage, it seems that although we encountered turbulence, the portal experiment was still successful. At least we landed within Isfar."

Götze, who was using crutches, was the most relaxed.

Perhaps after experiencing a real life-or-death situation, he has come to terms with some things.

Upon seeing Roland, he knew that although the teleportation was in the wrong location, it wasn't completely wrong.

As for Allen, the young man has little experience, and this experimental teleportation portal obviously doesn't have the fixed teleportation arrays that he's experienced before, which are set up in giant bases.

Right now, he's squatting by the crack in the training field, vomiting into it.

Erebus was in good condition, although he looked like an ordinary scholar.

But after this face-to-face meeting, Roland discovered... this guy is definitely not as old as he looks.

He sensed the flow of magical energy circuits emanating from the other person.

Erebus also noticed the change in Roland. Of course, his surprise faded when he saw Russell still hiding behind Kalia, bickering with Flam.

Then, he looked at Roland and said, "I apologize, Your Excellency, I was a little late because I was debugging a new technology."

"But at least the experiment yielded good results."

"Although the technology for importing and locating coordinates is still somewhat immature, and its ability to resist spatial turbulence is still lacking, it is at least usable."

After saying that, Erebus pointed to Götze and Allen beside him and said, "These two will also participate in the subsequent talks."

"They will play a good role in resolving the situation in the federation of nations."

“Since we are going to operate within the Federation of Nations, the support of that princess alone is not enough.”

“Perhaps Götze didn’t mention it to you, but his family is a powerful family that is qualified to be in the Council of Kings, and he is the only son of the family in this generation.”

"Although the Council of Kings is now defunct in name only, the votes it makes are merely a formality."

"But what we lack now is this process."

"As for the specifics, let's discuss them in detail at tomorrow's meeting."

After Erebus finished speaking, he looked around and then joked, "After all, it seems that Your Excellency the Grand Duke also has quite a few things to deal with."

"Could you please call someone to take us to our booked accommodation?"

……

"Sigh, the physical training session only lasted three minutes."

Roland sat on the sidelines and sighed, taking a seat on a bench that hadn't been blown away by the wind as he watched Flam and Russell use earth elemental magic to repair the training field.

The two were moving at a fast pace and estimated they could finish their rest before lunch.

This saved the legion a significant amount of money.

Kalia chimed in with her own complaints: "Yeah... and for some reason, there were more and more people behind us."

"Also, Demon King, why are you silent again?"

The Demon King spoke slowly, "...I suddenly learned some shocking information, and I don't know how to react."

All the shocking information refers to the secret letter that Remilia received, encrypted with the secret techniques of the Blood Demon race, which Flam secretly told Roland after Erebus and his group left.

That was a letter written by the Blood Demon Lord to his sister, with whom he had not had formal contact for three hundred years.

The content is quite long and varied, and it's clear that Danso is indeed a guy with a strong comedic talent.

But to summarize the contents of the letter is...

[I've taken care of Old Stone in the west, and Old Lich currently overseeing things on the southern front.]

[If His Majesty the Demon King gives the order, the three of us wouldn't mind welcoming him back to the throne!]

This news was clearly too significant, making it difficult for the Demon King, who had just completed the soul unification and barely managed to gather a quarter of his soul, to accept.

No, how did the demons become like this?

How come there are traitors everywhere?

No! I am the true descendant of the demon race!

But is this plan feasible?

(End of this chapter)