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

Chapter 315 A Battle Begins in a Strange Place
When Sinos uttered the words "golden apple," Roland's pupils involuntarily contracted.

The fleeting expression on his face was unsurprisingly caught by Sinos.

Before Roland could answer, Sinos smiled as if he had breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "It seems you still remember."

"That's good..."

After saying this, Sinos turned his head, glanced at Nash sitting on his shoulders, and then looked at Roland: "I'll leave this child in your care for a while longer."

"Don't worry, this is to prevent this guy from just loafing around and not contributing anything."

"Before I leave, I will teach her the dragon language magic that the school hasn't had time to teach yet."

"And the means to briefly revert to dragon form at crucial moments."

"Although I can't completely resolve the child's abnormality without returning to Dragon Island, I still have a way to temporarily restore her to the form of a dragon."

Roland clearly noticed the change in Sinos's attitude towards him.

"Mr. Sinos, where did you learn about the existence of the Golden Apple? Do you have any further information?"

Upon hearing Roland's words, Sinos was somewhat surprised, then laughed: "Of course there is no news."

"I only heard this word from a friend who has passed away."

Sinos didn't say much.

He just remembered what that king, who inspired people to follow him in the past, had said to him.

This is what the king said when he was willing to offer his loyalty.

Leave it to me ten thousand years from now... if I can still recognize you then.

An indescribable emotion rose in Sinos's heart.

He could indeed sense the aura of that king emanating from the human before him, whose appearance and voice were remarkably similar to that king's.

But... he is not him.

Just as the king had foreseen his destiny.

Sinos left with Nash, who needed extra lessons.

It left Roland with a host of questions.

Of course, as long as Roland's IQ is above average, he can guess that this dragon, whose lifespan is measured in tens of thousands of years, should recognize his former self.

Simply put, it refers to one's past life.

Roland already knew this from the information Elena revealed.

The question just asked seemed to be an attempt to confirm one's identity.

And it seems that the golden apple he dreamed of must have been an important prop that he used to carry with him.

As for its use... Roland vaguely remembered that he should know, as he seemed to have obtained some clues in Isfar's dream.

But whenever he tried to recall, he found a gap in his memory.

"Never mind... I'll just go ask King Thrann."

"Since you invited me for tea and a chat without any warning, it must be because of something from my past life, right?"

"In that case, He should also know about the Golden Apple, right?"

"Although I don't know what this thing does, or where it is now."

"But I always have this urge that this thing is extremely important and I must find it immediately..."

Shaking his head to suppress the inexplicable impulse, Roland opened the system's task panel.

In the second phase of the Silent March mission, apart from the small task of eliminating the prototype of the Demon King's Hand, which has made some progress, everything else is still completely unknown.

Preventing war from starting... a concrete method has not yet been found.

Removing the Demon King's Court from the control of the Federation's high-ranking officials... if all goes smoothly, this might be accomplished ahead of schedule.

The prerequisite is that Roland finds a suitable solution.

The third task, which is also the one Roland is currently most clueless about, is to assist reliable demon allies in unifying demon forces.

Strictly speaking, if you can complete the third requirement, you can even complete the first two directly.

However, once the first two steps are completed, the probability of succeeding in the third step is not very high.

It's unclear whether Danso, the Blood Lord, truly intends to betray us.

After all, the Demon King is no longer the powerful figure who was almost at the level of a god. He is now just a remnant soul aggregate that even he cannot defeat and can only move around with a body made of alchemy.

Even if the Blood Demon Lord chooses to betray the Blood Demon Court due to its traditions, the original agreement between the Lich King's Court and the Gargoyle King's Court is the key.

My head hurts... I'll talk about it later.

For a moment, Roland couldn't find anything he could immediately focus his attention on.

Wait a minute... the ritual of the Law of the Star Rings.

Roland suddenly remembered that he had been stuck at the Transcendent level for some time.

The Demon King had previously said that he would help him gather materials for the advancement ceremony once he returned to Isfar.

As it turns out, not only did this guy forget, but Roland himself also forgot about it.

Even now, Roland can hold his own against a ninth-ring powerhouse with his skills, and he might even be able to turn the tables on a mage.

However, the gap in hard power means that Roland actually has very little room for error.

Especially now that he's becoming more and more famous, some of his signature techniques, such as spell counters and spell interference—skills Roland created himself—may have already been figured out by others.

What if someone studies Roland's intelligence in advance, makes thorough preparations, and comes to deal with him?

Aside from the inherent time control that hasn't been leaked on a large scale yet, and the protection of the World Tree that almost always works, Roland doesn't have many other options.

However, if Roland were to advance to the transcendent realm, he would be able to control the power of the blessing. At that point, even if he couldn't win in hand-to-hand combat, Roland could use the super-high tankiness provided by the steel blessing to roam and find opportunities.

Just as Roland was about to turn around and ask the Demon King about his advancement to the extraordinary realm, Flam, wearing her classic white short skirt and jacket, approached him.

"Finally found you. Did that dragon give you any trouble?"

"No, Nash didn't want to go with him, so he planned to stay and give Nash some intensive training in dragon language magic and how to turn back into a dragon."

Roland then looked at Flam, remembering the outfit he had found quite problematic back in Riskan.

While not exactly the same as what François was wearing, the clothes were about 80 percent similar, and even now, seeing them still made Roland feel a little out of place.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Um...this outfit?"

“Ah, it’s the uniform from the Elf Magic School.” Flam said, turning around in front of Roland before asking expressionlessly, “What do you think? I actually think the design is pretty good, so I’ve kept it.”

"Not only is it comfortable to wear, but it also has built-in adaptive temperature regulation runes to ensure warmth in winter and coolness in summer."

"It also has a decent magic amplification function and magic protection!"

Although Roland felt that the guy was only able to keep wearing the school uniform because he hadn't grown much taller, he didn't say it aloud.

After all, a rather shocking fact was slapped in his face.

Is this outfit... actually the school uniform of an elf school?

Could it be that when I get to Avalon I'll meet a bunch of Frillie cosplay enthusiasts?
Imagining the scene, Roland suddenly shuddered.

This scene is too bizarre.

After introducing her clothes, Flam asked, "By the way, have you decided when to go to Avalon?"

Roland shook his head: "No, I plan to advance to the extraordinary level first."

Is the Elf King in a hurry?

Frum waved her hand: "How could that be? A few days is just a few hours for an elf, let alone that king."

"I was a bit in a hurry, after all, it's been a long time since I've had a proper trip home."

Roland thought for a moment and said, "How about tomorrow?"

"Let me see if I can resolve the matter of advancing to the extraordinary realm today."

"If possible, go after the promotion is over."

"If that doesn't work... then we'll wait until we return from Avalon before promoting him."

Upon hearing this, Flam glanced around and asked, "Isn't this Russell's lab? What are you doing here after advancing to the Extraordinary level?"

"Implanting a magic circuit shouldn't affect my advancement, right?"

“I’m here to see the Demon King.” Roland revealed his purpose: “Back in Platia, she advised me not to rush into becoming a transcendent.”

"She said that once we return to the Empire, she will help me identify suitable materials so that I can make the most effective advancement without affecting my potential for future advancements."

Flam = w =: "Hey, aren't you trusting the Demon King a little too much?"

"Although I know she looks pretty much like your type, a big-breasted, long-legged beauty... to be honest, I'm still surprised that this guy is actually a woman."

"But don't let beauty cloud your judgment!"

Roland scratched his head: "She didn't have any reason to harm me, did she?"

"Hey, you!" Flam said irritably, pulling out her staff and lightly tapping Roland on the head. "Watch your step."

Then Fram added, "There's no need to go to the Demon King about something like this."

"Does she have a way, but I don't?"

"A special promotion ceremony; every family with some tradition has one."

"As far as I know, the Demon King is just someone who rose from the bottom of the demon race through sheer talent. What good things could she possibly have that have stood the test of time?"

"Perhaps her method only works on herself."

"Why don't you come find me? I still have quite a few of the elven race's inherited techniques!"

"Compared to the method that guy figured out on his own, the systematic and time-tested method seems much more reliable!"

Roland nodded after listening to Fram's words.

That seems to be the case.

The Demon King was able to grow to her former heights entirely through her own efforts. What worked for her might not work for someone else.

The Elven method, on the contrary, might be more "universal".

Just as Roland was carefully comparing the reliability of the proposed solutions...

For some reason, the Demon King's hearing became extremely sensitive, and he pushed open the laboratory door behind him.

"Oh? You little rascal, you really dare to speak like that. You've only lived for a thousand years, yet you dare to question my wisdom?"

Frum turned around. Although she was almost half a body shorter than the other person, she was in no way inferior in terms of momentum and retorted expressionlessly.

"Hmph, knowledge is constantly being updated and iterated. How can something from thousands of years ago be as reliable as a constantly updated method?"

"That's interesting." The Demon King laughed. "How about we have a competition? We happen to have judges here."

"The higher the number of votes they get, the more likely Roland will use that method!"

Frum: "It's a deal!"

Roland: “???”

(End of this chapter)