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

Chapter 319 I’m Not Clean Anymore

Roland frantically tried to expel the unidentified, shadow-like object from his body.

But all of Roland's attempts ended in failure.

He used every means at his disposal, but with little effect.

The stronger the external force, the less effective the previously invincible power of the runestone becomes.

In the end, Roland could only watch helplessly as the shadow surged into his body.

"Hahaha……"

Roland knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

Roland had just used various spells and methods without regard for the cost, which had depleted his magic power in a short period of time. If his magic circuits hadn't activated in time, Roland might have fainted by now.

After regaining his senses, Roland was somewhat confused. After the shadow entered his body, he couldn't find anything unusual inside him.

Not only was there nothing unusual, but I didn't even feel any discomfort.

Just like the shadow that suddenly entered my body, it was truly just a shadow, not some strange thing that looked like a shadow but was actually unrecognizable.

But Roland knew very well that it was not some harmless illusion, but a real, unidentified object.

The reason is simple: although his body is perfectly normal at the moment, he did feel a foreign object invading him when the shadow invaded.

The pain, which ignored all protective measures and eroded his skin and flesh like a phantom, caught him somewhat off guard.

And the bad news doesn't end there.

Even though his body was invaded by this shadowy monster that looked like he was imprisoned or exiled here, he still couldn't find a way back.

On the bright side, given my current uncertain state, perhaps it's best not to rush back.

Just to be on the safe side, Roland asked for the system's opinion.

Tongzi, who has recently stopped arguing with him about timelines, has given a very decisive answer this time.

[The host's vital signs, mental state, and level of consciousness are all normal. Please do not worry.]

"Can you find what just entered my body?"

The system is currently performing a physical check on the host. The three scans conducted so far have all returned normal.

Hearing the system speak like this, Roland was somewhat relieved of his worries.

Could it really be a hallucination?

Why would I see this shadow monster in a place that's clearly not a place you can just wander into?
Yes, this entire set of techniques was provided by that Grim Reaper.

Based on Elena's current attitude, it can be inferred that Death is not only friendly towards her, but also willing to provide considerable assistance.

He gave the Demon King this ritual, allowing him to use this unique ascension ceremony to help him step into the extraordinary realm.

Theoretically speaking, my current situation should be within Death's expectations... no, within his plan.

He hoped Roland would come here and find or take something away.

Is that humanoid shadow monster what Death wants him to take away?
It shouldn't be, at least not entirely.

Otherwise, according to the normal plot development, he should have been teleported back after the fusion.

After calming himself down and thinking for a while, Roland took a deep breath, then stood up, stepped over the stone throne, and continued walking deeper into the temple.

This time, the connecting corridor wasn't so long as to create an illusion.

After passing the throne, Roland saw a small tree that had long since withered, with only broken branches remaining.

Upon seeing this tree, Roland felt an inexplicable and profound sadness welling up from the depths of his soul.

To put it bluntly—he wasn't even this upset when his father died.

The sudden sadness that seemed to twist Roland's emotions to the extreme, like an adjustment button, made Roland's breath catch in his throat for a few seconds.

The intense emotional impact even caused confusion and blankness in his thinking.

A ringing sound came from my ears, as if I were hearing a giant bell being struck suddenly at close range, emitting terrifying sound waves.

In the end, Roland relied on his innate magical technique to mobilize his mental power and forcibly suppress the deep grief originating from his soul. He estimated that even the ability to control his body's movements would disappear.

After catching his breath, Roland wanted to go up and check on the tree, maybe even touch it.

There have been enough unusual occurrences here already; being able to touch the actual objects might make him more accepting of the current situation.

But before his hand could even touch the trunk, the small tree, only slightly taller than him, turned into black ash and scattered into the starry sky.

It disappeared.

It's as if it never existed.

Then came a sigh of lamentation, followed by a murmur of divine murmurs.

He is right.

Roland recognized the unique voice of the Grim Reaper, but before he could ask any more questions, he felt a dizzying sensation before his eyes. When he came to his senses, he was back in the conference room.

He even met the gaze of the demon king, who looked utterly panicked.

……

Roland's sudden disappearance caught the Demon King off guard. He had meticulously followed the procedures given by the Grim Reaper to set up the scene; why had this happened?

Could it be that everything was just a ruse, and Death actually wanted to use him to send Roland somewhere?
But soon, Roland, who had disappeared, returned with a strange expression that was a mixture of fear and curiosity, with a hint of sadness as if his parents had just died.

This side of Roland even confused the Demon King.

"Are you okay?"

"It's alright..." Roland waved his hand, his extraordinary aura letting the Demon King know that the ritual was proceeding smoothly.

But Roland's current situation left the Demon King somewhat at a loss.

What a strange feeling.

The Demon King inwardly grumbled for a moment, then, after confirming Roland's condition, he continued, "Would you like some water? Or would you like to go back and rest for a bit?"

Roland shook his head, then forced a smile: "Anyway... let's not let Leah and the others in for now. I need to get myself together."

"Also...how long have I been gone?"

The Demon King thought for a moment: "From the time you disappeared to the time you reappeared, it was about five seconds."

"I hadn't even had time to think of a solution when you came back on your own."

"Is it really okay?"

Roland paused for a moment, then laughed: "It's nothing... really nothing. It's just that some strange things happened."

The Demon King didn't ask any more questions and went to fool his girlfriends as Roland had instructed.

About ten minutes later, Roland finished composing himself and came out of the room. After chatting with the three of them for a while, he said he was a little tired and would go back to rest. He also asked Kalia to ask Flam about the specific departure time.

Meanwhile, while urging his beloved daughter to read, Sinos began to daydream while Nash memorized the dragon language script.

After meeting Roland and confirming some things, what seemed to be just a belated rescue operation began to become increasingly mysterious.

Sinos recalled the look of surprise in the eyes of the Dragon God, which were even larger than his own, when the Dragon God granted him leave.

After muttering some strange things like "the timing doesn't match," "the people don't match either," and "oh well, as long as it works," he readily granted himself leave.

Although he only took a short leave of one year, the Dragon God generously said that Sinos could rest for as long as he wanted.

But fearing he would lose his job if he took too long a break, Xinos didn't dare to do so.

Even now, it remains the same.

But at this moment, he seemed to have realized some of the meaning behind the Dragon God's words.

The outside world has very limited understanding of the Dragon God.

This dragon god, who never leaves the Dragon Island area, is not only mysterious, but also has existed for a very long time.

He once had a name—Nemeansis.

According to legend, he is one of the three pillar gods who created the world, protecting it from the malice of the stars and ensuring its survival.

The Dragon God is not one of the original Three Pillar Gods, but He is a consciousness born from the remains of those Three Pillar Gods.

The eternal dragon—that's the name given to him by the creatures and spirits of the continent.

However, only a very small number of high-ranking members of the dragon race knew that the Dragon God's state could not be considered as living.

It is merely a newly formed consciousness on a corpse, essentially more like what humans call a bound spirit.

However... given that the world is conceptually supported by its body, it can still move freely in this world, but only within its own consciousness.

He could not perfectly control the enormous body that did not entirely belong to him.

Therefore, He created the dragon race in His own image.

Starting with Dragon Island, the ancient dragon race once created an extremely advanced civilization.

It even repelled several acts of malice from beyond the stars, assisting the Dragon God in protecting a world whose border defenses were not yet perfect at that time.

Yes, dragons themselves are merely "tools" created by the Dragon God to assist Him in guarding the boundaries of the world.

At least initially.

As the dragon civilization was overthrown by the combined forces of the elves and demons, the Dragon God awakened some emotions and intervened to save a portion of the dragon race, who then migrated to Dragon Island. He also expanded the island's area, allowing the dragons to develop normally.

Sinos recalled the ancient creator's past and origins in the history of the dragons, and then thought of the undisguised murmur he had made before setting off.

Could it be that Nash's attack and his request for leave were within His expectations?
But the phrases "the timing is wrong" and "the person is wrong"... could it be that the great man's prediction was wrong?
Recalling the words of the King of Men, Sinos vaguely felt that he was about to learn the truth.

Just as he was frowning in thought, Nash's complaining interrupted his train of thought: "Hey Dad, stop spacing out! How do you pronounce this word? Weren't you supposed to teach me dragon magic? Why are you spacing out?"

"Sorry, sorry." Sinos laughed awkwardly, showing no annoyance at being interrupted from his thoughts.

Having lived for tens of thousands of years, Sinos still knew some limits.

If you can't understand something, don't cling to the truth.

Those things are none of my business.

At least for now.

(End of this chapter)