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

Chapter 290 The Demon King's Cybernetic Body Plan

Kalia, who didn't quite understand the meaning behind the Demon King's words, tilted her head. Feeling a bit bored, she greeted Roland and then summoned her shadow beast to help Russell and Flam beat the ashes.

On the bench, after speaking, the Demon King remained silent for a long time.

After considering the possible positions of the Lich King and the Gargoyle King, as well as the Blood Lord's mention in his letter of being monitored and suspected by the royal court, she began to converse with Roland in her mind.

"Roland, my personal advice is that you should at least not blindly trust the cooperation proposals in this letter."

"The reason is quite simple. Danso might not mind using human power to resolve the current divisions and disputes within the royal court."

"But this guy has never been very sensitive to power struggles since he was a child."

“I can guarantee that this kid didn’t tell the truth to the Lich King’s Court and the Gargoyle King’s Court.”

"I guess they just said I wasn't dead, hoping to cooperate in pushing me to the top."

The Demon King chuckled, "In the end, this guy's relationship with those two was just so-so."

"They are just so-called 'remnants of the Demon King,' and are being targeted and suppressed by the current internal forces of the Demon Clan, so they are sticking together for warmth."

"Therefore, even if cooperation is necessary, it is important to determine whether the cooperation is worthwhile."

"It may sound strange for me to say this... but Roland, it would be better to think about how to make good use of them rather than cooperating."

"Also, just to be on the safe side, have that blond scoundrel make me a prosthetic body that can house my soul. It doesn't need to be very durable."

"With her skills, plus the Soul Stone she has, making a prosthetic body wouldn't be a problem."

Roland glanced down at the Demon King, who was quietly hanging at his waist: "A cybernetic body?"

"Relax, it's not like you're imagining me making a real body for me."

"The human body structure is completely different from that of the demon race. Although some demons are similar to humans in certain aspects, their internal structure, especially the flow of micro-sources, is completely different."

"Just think of it as a larger version of a mecha."

After saying that, the Demon King sighed: "After all, just in case, I need to have a disguise that makes it easy to move around, right?"

"Oh right, didn't we disassemble the combined prototype last time?"

"Just take that one and modify it a bit."

Roland: "Hey! That's what I was planning to use to make armor!"

"Oh, what does it matter! It's just that I'm transferring from this gauntlet into the armor!" the Demon King said nonchalantly. "Besides, compared to how I am now, where I can only serve as an audio encyclopedia, you can wear me and fight alongside me afterward!"

"What nonsense are you spouting..." Roland rolled his eyes and complained, but still agreed to the Demon King's request.

After all, there are still plenty of prototypes. At worst, we can just dismantle a few more... No! Why not just combine them with new technologies from humanity to build a new one?
It's just reverse engineering.

It's not necessary to think about waste recycling.

Moreover, the wreckage of the prototype should be a better match for the Demon King's soul.

However, Roland now has another problem.

"By the way, what exactly is a Soul Stone, and what is its purpose? Why did you react so strongly just now?"

Upon hearing Roland's question, the Demon King fell silent once again.

Perhaps it was the memory of something painful that made her feel melancholy, but in any case, the Demon King still gave an answer: "This thing, in theory, only exists in the Age of Gods."

"Its function is very simple: to house the soul, soothe the soul, and maintain the purity and rationality of the soul."

"That blond guy may have seen this in some ancient book, or he may have learned through some intelligence that I had this, so he stole it."

"And the one she stole was a gift I received from the place of the Grim Reaper."

"It was a parting gift from that god."

"They said I would need it someday."

"Before I met Death, I had already completed thirteen prototypes, and all that was left was to perform the final soul binding and transfer ritual."

"I originally planned to wait until the fighting on the front lines stabilized before using the power of the Soul Stone to complete the transfer spell. That way, if I accidentally died, I could use the thirteen-in-one prototype to achieve a different kind of resurrection."

"This is a loophole in the rules of life and death that I and the old lich researched for a long time."

"With my strength, one prototype is not enough to contain my soul. Thirteen is the minimum number. It is also the maximum number of divisions that can ensure that my soul will not die due to the dissipation of consciousness after being divided."

"But this attempt was inherently fraught with danger."

"Because the materials used to forge the prototypes, while capable of containing a soul, cannot prevent the soul from losing its rationality... This is why the prototypes of today would turn out this way."

"Having lost most of their reason, they are now only guided by the plan I initially set out in the depths of their souls."

"Aside from their fighting instincts, they are now machines that act according to pre-programmed procedures."

"If the Soul Stone hadn't been stolen back then... things might have turned out differently."

"I won't die, at least the Demon King's castle won't collapse."

"The demons will still be defeated, but in the near future I will gather souls together, and then the old lich and I will find a way to create new bodies for ourselves."

"but……"

The Demon King fell silent. Roland, who hadn't heard the Demon King recount this story of unfulfilled ambitions in a long time, finally understood why Russell had been relentlessly pursued back then.

If it weren't for the help of the hero and Ms. Flam, they probably would have been chased to their deaths.

Although this guy was exposed because of those two people.

But who can guarantee that they won't be caught up after they've been exposed?

The Demon King paused for a moment before continuing, "After the Soul Stone was lost, and because of that dead blue-haired guy and the dead elf, I once doubted the words the Grim Reaper said when he gave me the Soul Stone."

"He said I would use it, but I never used it until I died, and the thing was lost."

"But now... I wonder if Death foresaw what might happen today hundreds of years ago."

Roland did not answer, but merely sensed the movement of the Gray Spear and the Master Ball that were in his storage ring.

However, Roland was disappointed; there was no response.

"I will discuss this with the teacher. Is there anything else you want to say?"

"That's all, that's all. I was actually woken up by this shocking news. The soul fusion isn't completely finished yet. I'm going back to sleep."

The Demon King's somewhat languid voice reached Roland's ears, and then he switched back to silent mode and went to sleep.

Just as the conversation ended, the renovation project on the training ground was also completed ahead of schedule due to Kalia's arrival.

Although the equipment and other equipment were inevitably damaged.

But at least the ground itself is flat. As for the damage to the training equipment... Roland is now very glad that there is more than one training ground in the legion's base.

"Roland, what's your decision?" Fram asked, wiping non-existent beads of sweat from her forehead.

“I’ll think about the specifics again when I get back.” Roland said, looking at Flam. “And… why are you pretending to be so tired? This level of spellcasting isn’t much of a problem for you, is it?”

Frum grunted twice, puffed out her non-existent chest, and said, "Naturally, it's to show off my hard work!"

Roland: "..."

Frum seemed somewhat disappointed that she didn't see the reaction she wanted on Roland's face, nor did she receive the praise she desired.

After sighing, Flam said, "Never mind, I just came to deliver a message anyway."

"Now that I've delivered the message, I'll be going. See you at the meeting tomorrow."

After saying that, Flam decisively flew back to her residence.

After she left, Russell, who had just collected his scattered combat dolls and put them back in the large metal cabinet, returned to the sidelines.

He also gave Frum the middle finger as she left.

Of course, she still seemed a little uneasy after seeing the gauntlets on Roland's waist.

"Um... is the Demon King alright?"

"It's alright, your emotions have stabilized somewhat afterward." Roland laughed. "He just made a small request. The Demon King said that if you help him resolve this matter, then your theft of the Soul Stone will be settled in one lump sum."

"You may dispose of the remaining soul stones as you see fit."

Russell was taken aback: "Really? The Demon King is so easy to talk to?"

"Of course! She's very easy to talk to! And she's a great storyteller!" Kalia returned, looking travel-worn.

After a month spent together on the border, especially when Roland was away, Kalia passed the time chatting with the Demon King. Over time, she completely lost her initial wariness of him.

Before Roland could say anything, Kalia spoke up for him, saying, "Oh dear, he's already died once, so naturally he won't care so much about the grudges from his previous life, right?"

"And the Demon King is surprisingly peaceful now."

"Since he said it's all settled, you don't need to worry about these things."

Roland added at the opportune moment, "That's right, teacher. Such a powerful person is a person of their word, so there's no need to worry about them going back on their word."

"His request is a bit... difficult."

Russell swallowed hard: "You're not asking me to go and kill those rebellious royal rulers, are you?"

"Although I am quite strong, I can only stall for time. If we really fight, I might not be a match for you."

“Oh dear, as an alchemy master, would the Demon King ask you to do things involving fighting and killing?” Roland sighed. “He wants you to make him a prosthetic body, the kind that can house a soul. He will tell you the specific requirements in person later.”

Russell breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Roland's words.

Hey, I thought it would be something really difficult.

It might be difficult for her to help the Demon King rebuild his physical body; she might have to capture some demons to dissect and study their body structure.

But creating a prosthetic body is a piece of cake; it can be done in three days at most.

"No problem! It's no big deal! I'll take it!"

Roland nodded in satisfaction: "Then, teacher, I have some good news to tell you."

(End of this chapter)