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

Chapter 331 Why is the old woman acting like a virgin?
As the soft sunlight streamed through the window, Roland's alarm clock rang.

The alarm clock was quickly turned off by Roland the moment it went off.

Another day when both the biological clock and the mechanical clock are working together.

My daily routine remains as stable as ever; I can basically wake up whenever I want.

This was also an additional buff Roland received after obtaining the innate technique and greatly increasing his mental strength.

Overall, the experience was pretty good.

Moreover, the mornings in Avalon are somewhat different from those on the mainland.

At least at 5 a.m. in February on the mainland, the sun has not yet risen.

After stretching, getting dressed, and quickly washing up, Roland stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself and recalling the Demon King's message from the previous night.

Do you need him to do something?
And they even said if you don't want to, then forget it...

It seems to be this guy's private matter.

However, since he dared to make a request, based on his understanding of the Demon King recently, it shouldn't be anything too unreasonable.

Otherwise, this guy wouldn't have spoken.

Surprisingly, the Demon King is quite thin-skinned.

Roland smiled at this thought.

It must be because of the pride of the former Demon King that he disdained to beg from a mere human junior.

Well, that makes sense.

"Let's find out what this guy is planning to do when we get back."

"As long as it's not too troublesome, considering her help these past few days, let's make it happen if we can."

"Well, it's about time. Let's head to the port."

Roland took out a map and looked at it, then closed the door and went out.

This is a habit he maintained even after time travel.

Whenever he goes to an unfamiliar place, he always allows double the travel time.

For places that can be reached in half an hour, he usually chooses to set off an hour earlier to avoid the embarrassment of getting lost.

Roland chose to set off thirty minutes early from the location marked on the map by Flam, a place that was said to be reachable via a portal in just fifteen minutes.

That's why he got up at 5 a.m. sharp to prepare to go out.

He had only just checked out of the hotel and taken a few steps when he felt two burning gazes upon him.

Although they tried to conceal themselves, to Roland, who was an expert in stealth, those methods of hiding themselves were no different from burying one's head in the sand.

If Roland hadn't sensed no malice, he would have already unleashed two counterspells.

After a moment's thought, Roland quickened his pace and disappeared around a street corner.

Although he didn't know much about the streets of Avalon, a day was enough for Roland to observe the layout of the streets near his residence.

Realizing that there were two seemingly harmless men following him, Roland immediately turned into a quiet alley.

Sure enough, after he quickened his pace, the people behind him also sped up and caught up.

Then... Roland used stealth to conceal his presence and magical aura, and simply stood there with the two elves who had followed him.

"Hey! Where did they go?!"

"As expected of a human valued by King Thrann, his vigilance and methods are truly extraordinary."

Frum's mother sighed: "They probably already found out about us, right?"

"After all, our strength is really not that great, so it's normal that we were discovered."

"So they didn't attack us, they just turned a corner and shook us off."

Frum's father nodded: "It seems so... but at least the goal has been achieved."

"He is indeed good-looking; even among elves, he would be considered a handsome man."

"No wonder that child Fufu was moved."

"Not only his appearance, but also his temperament exudes a mysterious aura."

Roland: “?”

Furam's dad: "?"

The two men present were stunned by Furam's mother's perplexing remarks.

Especially the parties involved.

Based on the conversation between what appeared to be a couple of elves, Roland could deduce that... these two were Flam's parents.

Based on what the female elf said... he had already guessed why the two of them had come.

Sure enough, no parent can be indifferent to the rumors and gossip about their child.

Judging from their reactions, it seems that Flum's parents are very worried that Flum will never get married.

In Roland's view, this was just worrying unnecessarily.

Although this guy has a pitiful physique and a terrible personality.

But at least his face is quite good-looking.

No, why should I even think about this?
Never mind, let's get going.

There was a small hiccup that caused a delay, but fortunately Roland had plenty of time left, so he wasn't worried about being late.

Roland silently drove away in stealth mode, and following the map given to him by Flam, he arrived at the simple port without any trouble.

However, he did not see Flam, but instead saw King Thrann, who seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.

This king is standing with his hands behind his back, facing the sea, looking hesitant, exuding the demeanor of a powerful figure befitting his strength.

After Roland arrived at the port, the other party did not turn around, but simply said, "Since you have already activated the phantom of the Golden Tree, there is no need for me to do anything."

"I believe you have also noticed that this rune stone is unique."

"Because it is not a fragment that carries the original rules of the world, but a 'key'."

"In most cases, it's just a key. It can't unleash its power."

"But...yesterday, you activated that power."

Roland asked, "Are you asking me how I did it?"

King Thranan shook his head: "No. I'm just here to see a guest off."

"Like I said, I'm just someone who's responsible for keeping things safe and handing them over to the right people at the right time."

“I know little about the rest, and I don’t want to know.” After saying this, King Thranan remained silent for a long time before turning to look at Roland and saying, “He firmly believes that you can save the world.”

"For this, he could give up everything, soul and body."

"...Never mind, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Bon Voyage."

King Thranan transformed into a gentle breeze and vanished from the spot.

The moment after the other party left, Flam arrived at the port.

It was exactly six o'clock.

This perfectly matches Flam's personality of pressing her point.

"You're quite punctual. Let's go back then." Seeing that Roland had already arrived at the agreed location, Flam opened the portal directly without any hesitation, and even seemed a little flustered.

Roland asked instinctively, "You look like you're in a hurry. Did something happen?"

Fram paused for a moment, but did not answer Roland's question. After a brief pause, she quickened her movements and pushed Roland into the portal.

Caught off guard, Roland instantly left Avalon and returned to Isfar after a brief spatial teleportation.

The location remains the same as the training field.

Upon returning to Isfar, Furam vanished instantly.

He didn't even intend to say a word to Rolando.

After Flam left, the Demon King, who seemed to have been waiting there all along, came over.

"You guys are really punctual. You said you'd leave at six, and you really did. You're back from Avalon in just thirty seconds?"

"They really left without any regrets. Did something unpleasant happen to them?"

"So that's why you slunk back?"

Roland laughed: "Some people did encounter some unpleasant things, but as for me... although I encountered some misunderstandings, overall I still gained a lot."

"That Elf King and the World Tree gave me a lot of good things."

"By the way, what did you want me to do for you before?"

"As long as it doesn't harm human interests, and it's something I can do, I'll take care of it for you."

"After all, if the reward for your help is paid with just one prosthetic body, then the labor of a dignified Demon King would be too cheap."

"Anyway, you know your limits, you won't make any unreasonable demands of me, right? Hahaha."

Roland chuckled a few times as he spoke, but when he saw that the Demon King didn't laugh along and even started to fidget awkwardly, he immediately sensed that something was terribly wrong.

"They probably won't make any unreasonable demands, right? Otherwise, I'll have to refuse."

The Demon King raised his hand and scratched his head: "How should I put it..."

"The matter shouldn't be considered complicated or difficult for you."

"But... in every sense, it is extremely dangerous."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have needed to secretly meet you alone when you came back, avoiding everyone else."

"Danger?" Roland was taken aback. "What do you intend for me to do? Assassinate the king who disobeys you?"

The Demon King waved his hand: "How could that be! Although with your abilities, you probably don't need to be afraid of them."

"But if you want to assassinate someone, you might as well forget about it and go to sleep."

"As long as the selection of the King of the Royal Court remains rigorous, killing the King of the Royal Court will require at least the level of a nine-ring legendary figure."

"After all, defeating and killing are two completely different concepts."

"A being capable of completing the Star Ring Law ritual seven or more times is not an exaggeration to call a legendary demigod."

"You can defeat him, but killing him is a completely different matter."

After saying that, the Demon King said somewhat embarrassedly, "I wanted you to help me... to deal with the remaining Demon King's Hand prototype on my own, and then fuse the remnant soul within it."

"...After fusing the remnants of the souls from the previous two prototypes, I remembered some things."

"For example, why did I divide the soul into thirteen parts and then place them in thirteen prototype machines?"

"Safely preserving the soul is one reason, but not the whole reason."

"As for why it had to be alone..."

The Demon King fell silent.

Let Roland deal with the prototype of the Demon King's Hand alone, although it is not difficult for Roland.

Even though the prototype figured out a way to reduce the control time of the spell counter, it still couldn't make the user immune to the spell counter.

Roland, who has stepped into the extraordinary realm and wields the Spear of Boundaries, would surely have a way to deal with the prototype.

Roland had already demonstrated this in the border villages of Plataea.

Roland was equally perplexed.

Why turn something that could be easily done in a group into a solo mission?

It wasn't until three minutes later, after the Demon King explained the reason to him, that Roland finally understood.

"You're a madman..." This was the first time Roland had uttered such a simple, blunt, and direct assessment of someone he knew well.

The Demon King remained silent, his expression calm.

But with careful observation, one can see that the Demon King is not at peace at this moment.

perturbed.

If those involved in the Demon King War knew that the Demon King would show such an expression, who knows what kind of uproar it would cause.

While the Demon King waited anxiously, feigning composure, Roland spoke.

"We've done a deal, haven't we?"

“You provide me with the two techniques, Origin Tracking and Boundary-Breaking Spear, and I will help you destroy the prototype of the Demon King's Hand.”

"...This agreement remains in effect."

"But this time it's different. You have to agree to a few conditions as well."

"I have always kept my promises."

"But respect and integrity are mutual."

“If you can’t agree to these things, I’ll consider breaking the contract.”

(End of this chapter)