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

Chapter 355 As long as His Excellency the Grand Duke initiates impeachment, everything will be alright.

On the other side, after putting Cherlinina and the Demon King down in advance, Roland soon saw the edge of Heria City.

As can be seen, the city's defensive shield has been activated. At this moment, a barrage of artillery fire and magical beams are constantly bombarding the shield, making it flicker as if it might fail at any moment.

Strangely, there were no counterattacks from within the city, only occasional retaliatory fire from the fixed cannons on the city walls.

Polycia's voice rang in Roland's ears: "Lord Roland, shall we go and help?"

"...As a newcomer, one should not be so ostentatious."

Roland smiled and said, "But Cherlinina was right before. Our goals are big and can't be hidden. In that case... let's give each other a proper greeting and conceal our true purpose."

"Our purpose?" Polycia was somewhat confused.

"Ah... I almost forgot, you were choosing clothes when we were talking yesterday." Roland paused for a moment before explaining, "One of them was the matter that the Demon King and the others were busy with."

"Another thing is to find a way to break free from mind control... For example, it would be better to capture one of the controlled individuals first."

"Pollysia, advance in the direction of the artillery fire."

"Don't worry about safety, I'll take care of it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Roland waved his hand, and countless runes, imbued with azure magic, were inscribed into the Great Source by Roland's spiritual power.

The next moment, the same combination of runes was "copied" onto Polysia by the Great Source of Magic.

Strands of light composed of runes circled around Polycia, resembling a sphere made of ribbons.

"The defensive counterattack technique is complete."

"Do as I say when the time comes."

"When you see those people firing cannons, just unleash your dragon breath and then turn around and leave."

"Just spray one puff. You haven't fully mastered this ability yet, be careful not to shout until you lose your voice."

"Don't worry about me, I'll find the right time myself."

"Ah."

After the two finished discussing, Polysia suddenly flapped her wings, increasing her speed, and quickly flew over the city of Heria.

Cardinal Clark, who was still communicating with the Princess, was also astonished when he witnessed the bone dragon flying overhead.

These days... not only are extremely rare adult dragons appearing, but even bone dragons, which are extremely rare even in legends and almost only exist in fantasy novels, are starting to appear?
However, the old bishop immediately felt relieved when he thought of the magical aura belonging to Roland emanating from the dragon's back.

Although he hadn't spent much time with him, how could a seasoned old man like him not see Roland's special qualities?

If a teenager who can leap from the second ring road to the seventh ring road in two months isn't special enough, then no one else is special.

after all……

His student, Suren, also falls into the category of "abnormal".

Rather, if we ignore actual combat strength and the richness of combat methods, and only consider rank, Suren is even more outrageous than Roland.

She was even a year younger than Roland, yet she already possessed a solid reserve of magic power at the peak of the eighth ring.

Even though the Star Ring Ritual is considered difficult to succeed by ordinary people even if they gather all the materials, it is as simple as eating and drinking for Suren.

If it weren't for his belief, as her teacher, that it would be more appropriate for Suren to maintain her current rank and train and mature, this most promising genius of the Holy See would probably have already successfully reached the ninth-ring legendary rank.

But what intrigued him even more was that Roland had arrived so quickly... Was it because of that intelligence?

That's interesting. It seems the preparation phase is over and it's time to take on everything.
I just don't know about the Vatican...

Forget it, matters concerning the Papacy City are not something I need to worry about right now.

The internal situation, in particular, is not suitable to be disclosed to the public at this time.

He, Suren, and Gawain's paladin squad were all the high-level combat forces the Holy See could currently send out.

Clark frowned as he recalled the predicament within the Papal City.

He didn't know whether Roland's help would still be able to change the situation if things continued to develop as they were.

However, for now, let's focus on the troubles of the federation of nations.

Although there seem to be many enemies to face, as long as a way to break free from mind control that can be effective on a large scale in a short period of time is found, then this conflict and trouble, at least in the eyes of the Vatican, will have been perfectly resolved.

Even if this does not conform to the doctrines of the Vatican, how many clergy still follow the Vatican's doctrines today?

Moreover, although the Vatican appears powerful now, it is actually like a giant with feet of clay, barely able to protect itself.

Let the Academy, the Empire, and the Federation of Nations worry about the troubles that follow.

The Papacy only needs to ensure that the federation of nations does not lose its core base.

Meanwhile, in the city, Suren and his group, who had been sent to evacuate civilians at Clark's behest, were now filled with helplessness. Little did they know that such attacks were already commonplace in the eyes of the people of Heria.

That makes sense. How could civilians who are on the front lines and whose transportation is not under control possibly waver because of one or two shelling attacks?

However, this made Suren and Gawain's group of about ten people seem somewhat out of place in the city.

Even with disguise, the traces of training are hard to conceal.

Ultimately, neither the Inquisitor nor the Paladin is someone who needs to hide their whereabouts.

Therefore, although they may have learned some stealth and camouflage techniques, no one has mastered the details of camouflage.

Even ordinary people in the city could tell that this group of a dozen or so young people gathered together were definitely not poor people fleeing from disaster.

Fortunately, at that moment, Roland rode Polycia across the city, drawing their attention.

Taking this opportunity, a dozen or so people split into two or three groups and hid in the city streets.

After they hid, the high inquisitors who were with Suren asked, "Lord Suren, have you ever seen such... undead creatures? I thought that dragons resurrected by necromancy only appeared in legends."

"You hold a high position in the Holy See, do you know any classified information?"

Suren nodded: "I do know some... but it says that powerful creatures like dragons cannot be resurrected by necromancy."

"It is not even a complete living being in nature, and ordinary necromancy has no effect on it."

"Moreover... the most powerful necromancer throughout history is no match for Princess Iluvia of the Hearst Empire."

"The powers of a witch are far more powerful than those spells that she concocts herself to manipulate souls."

"But I believe that even she wouldn't be able to resurrect a dragon's corpse nowadays..."

"Lord Roland, you are truly remarkable..."

Meanwhile, outside the city, the King's army's front-line firing positions also spotted the enormous bone dragon flying towards them without any attempt to conceal its presence.

"Sir! Giant undead creature spotted... Should we return fire?" the gunner on the position shouted.

"Don't let me hear that stupid question a second time! Whether they're enemies or not, the existence of these undead creatures is of no benefit!"

"And it flew out of Heria City! It must be a conspiracy by that evil princess!"

"All personnel on high alert! Form defensive formations! Activate the defensive shields! All firepower, lock onto that bone dragon! Fire immediately after locking on! Until it is shot down!"

"Yes!"

The position began to operate smoothly, with small defensive shields being activated and then forming a unified whole under the effect of the interconnected spells.

At the same time, countless red dots began to aim at Polycia, which were the aiming indicators of the fixed cannons.

"Pollysia, don't be afraid, just fly! Leave the rest to me!"

Roland stood up from the dragon's back, stretched his limbs, and the runes on his magic circuit began to operate at full speed, pushing Roland's magic circulation speed to its limit.

Soon, countless artillery shells began to rain down on the position.

Just as Roland had predicted, Polycia charged ahead recklessly, showing no sign of stopping. The artillery fire was either detonated prematurely by the runes Roland had set up, or it was redirected back along the same path by various spatial runes.

In an instant, the original firing positions were filled with a large amount of smoke and dust.

If the commander hadn't been smart enough to activate the defensive spell immediately, that firing point would probably be completely destroyed by now.

Even so, the large amount of artillery fire and magical energy clusters were deflected back. Although there were no casualties or weapon losses, the large amount of smoke and dust that rose up still caused the soldiers, whose average rank was not high, to lose their proper vision.

But before the officer could order the next attack... the dark purple dragon breath arrived.

Like a hot knife through butter, the seemingly indestructible defensive shield was pierced the moment it came into contact with the dragon's breath, offering no resistance whatsoever.

A dragon's breath, several meters thick, swept horizontally across the entire position, almost completely wiping out the equipment and combat personnel of this forward artillery stronghold.

Even though it's only a second possession and its power is greatly reduced, the pet of the God of Death is still something that ordinary people cannot withstand.

Just like that dragon's breath that almost blew down the entire Demon King's castle in Isfar City back then.

Fortunately, the Demon King didn't recognize him.

This is what Polysia thought after she finished spewing her dragon breath.

After fusing with the bone dragon named Benares, she not only transformed into a dragon form but also inherited some of its memories.

This is one of them.

Just as Polycia finished spewing her dragon breath and turned to fly towards the city, Roland had already carried an unconscious stranger and sat on his dragon's back.

“Well done, Polycia. My mission is complete. I’m going back to the city to see the Princess and investigate the truth about mind control.”

(End of this chapter)