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

Chapter 379 First do this, then do this, and finally do this, and you'll find the person.
Inside the Covenant Temple, when the Gargoyle Lord saw the phantom of the Golden Tree appear again, he also stood up abruptly.

"The Golden Tree phenomenon... what the clan elder said was actually true..."

"That's right. Without external forces to protect him from the great enemy, he wouldn't be able to find the time to contact me."

"I wonder if the supplies we sent before were enough..."

"And why are there some discrepancies between this phenomenon and the one described by the clan head?"

Just as the Gargoyle Lord was pondering, the familiar figure reappeared.

However, this time the other party seemed to be in much better condition.

It seems that his prediction of the duration of the strange phenomenon was correct. This elder, who witnessed the long history of the demon race and took on the responsibility of facing the great enemy in the absence of the Demon King, still had an unclear face, but his walking posture seemed to have made him feel much more relaxed.

"Caesar, another vision has appeared."

I didn't expect we'd have our second exchange so soon.

The supplies are insufficient; I need more.

The supplies you sent before weren't even enough to manufacture new soldiers.

[You should be thankful that after the last anomaly disappeared, another one appeared, which not only helped me hold off the enemy but also pushed their lines back a distance.]

"You mean... you repelled them a distance? Is that why the mist has been appearing so frequently lately?"

It seems the situation in the real world isn't good either. If it weren't for the different time flows in our respective spaces, I probably would have noticed this much sooner.

It seems I don't have much time to rest.

The king of carrion's tall body revealed a hint of fatigue.

The Gargoyle Lord responded, "Regarding the anomaly... Elder, can your projection reach the entrance of the Covenant Temple?"

【you mean……】

Without much prompting, the King of Carrion arrived at the entrance to the Temple of the Covenant and looked out.

Then he fell into a long silence.

The Gargoyle Lord remained silent, waiting for the venerable elder to speak.

[Caesar...]

The King of Carrion called out the names of the younger generation of the Gargoyle race.

"I am here," the Gargoyle Lord replied.

The Savior, whom Sindhu had told me about in the plan, has appeared.

[It's even within Enwa's territory now.]

[And... they have already regained some of their power.]

Find Caesar, and make the Demon King's Court stop their foolish plan.

At the same time, keep a close watch on the Golden Horn and prevent it from having any chance to start.

Once you find your savior, contact me... I need to return some things that Sindula once entrusted to me.

Before the words were even finished, and before the Gargoyle Lord could even ask a question, the Carrion King dispersed his projection and returned to his own eternal battlefield, which lay beyond time and space.

Only the Gargoyle Lord was left standing alone, bewildered in the wind.

Even though his combat prowess is undoubtedly the strongest among the rulers of the royal court.

However, his intelligence and adaptability allowed him to narrowly outwit the two fools, Surte, the Lord of the Flame Demon King's Court, and Myr, the King of Goliath, among all the kings of the royal court.

In this respect, even if he himself is not willing to admit it, he has to face the reality—he is not even as good as that idiot Danso.

"That old lich Dukuso is now being closely guarded by that bastard Heartbreaker... Does that mean we have no choice but to turn to Danso?"

"...Sect Leader, if you want me to find someone, at least give me some clues, right?"

"Now that we're in Enwa's territory, this isn't exactly a reliable lead."

"Your Majesty, if your spirit can still answer my prayers... please grant me some clues!"

The gargoyle, who appeared majestic, serious, and unsmiling, was now clenching his fists and praying with his eyes closed that the deceased demon king could offer some revelation.

Although Danso's message stated that the Demon King's remnant soul had returned to normal after breaking free from the divine machine, and was even now living with a human.

But he thought it was nonsense.

After all, Danso is an idiot.

Who knows if he was fooled by some human?

Just like more than three hundred years ago, he was misled by rumors within the royal court and then killed his own father.

Although the Blood Demon Royal Court did have a similar tendency at the time, the old Blood Demon himself had no intention of betraying the Demon King; he was merely feeling some strange pity.

The other rulers of the royal court were well aware of this, including the Demon King.

After all, if someone truly harbored rebellious intentions, wouldn't the Lord of the Heart Demons be able to see it?
This guy who specializes in spying on other people's minds is unpopular because he can see through other people's thoughts and sense even the slightest emotional fluctuations, even if it's not what he intended.

Just as the Gargoyle Lord was struggling with how to proceed, one of his subordinates walked in.

"My lord, Lord Dracula has found Miss Neve. She was not caught in the mist, but accidentally lost her communication device. Moreover, due to the mist, she took a slight detour, which delayed her return."

"As for His Excellency Dracula, he is currently on his way to investigate the specifics of the anomaly."

The Gargoyle Lord nodded upon hearing this: "Hmm... It's good that everyone is alright. As for the strange phenomenon, the Sect Master has already told me the truth."

"Don't worry, just pretend it doesn't exist." "If anyone wants to continue investigating, let them. Don't stop them."

"Also... never mind." The Gargoyle Lord hesitated, then asked instead, "Have any unusual phenomena been discovered in Enva recently? I mean any phenomena that are different from the past."

The subordinate thought for a moment, then looked up and said, "Anomalies... Ah, there are indeed some."

"A few days ago, the space fluctuation monitoring instrument detected a violent and brief spatial tearing phenomenon."

"A fog of war has appeared."

"But when the response team arrived, they found no fog, nor did they detect any fog-related phenomena."

"No stabilizer is even needed."

"After checking repeatedly, the team found nothing unusual and then called it a day."

The Gargoyle's eyelid twitched.

Could it be that……

……

"Does this mean we just need to stay here and rest for now?"

Polycia took a bite of the compressed biscuit Roland handed her, took a sip of water, and tilted her head.

Cellina ruffled the soft, warm hair between Polica's two dragon horns and laughed, "That's right, let's rest first. It's relatively safe here."

"We'll begin the formal operation once Roland has fully recovered."

Polycia nodded; she didn't seem to care much about her current situation.

After all, it can't get any worse than before.

Even though those memories are just fragments, she can still feel the unforgettable pain and resentment.

So much so that she didn't want to recall that fragmented past at all.

Now all she wants to do is fulfill her duty—to protect Roland.

She's already failed twice! Each time Roland turned the tables and protected her... It won't happen again!

With unwavering resolve, Polycia took a big bite of the biscuit.

Having grown accustomed to taking care of children, Cellina promptly handed over a bowl of hot soup. Polycia obediently lowered her head and took a sip of the soup, smoothing out the excessively choked compressed biscuits.

Cellina smiled.

Although, judging from her appearance, Polycia is a girl of similar age to Kalia and Iluvia.

But mentally, he's on par with Nash, a kid who's easy to coax.

It really feels familiar.

I wonder how Nash is doing with his dragon language magic.

At this moment, Roland frowned slightly and gestured for silence to be heard: "Quiet, someone has bypassed the disguise and entered the manor."

Outside the window, Dracula walked into the path hidden by vines and bushes, looking completely bewildered.

Although the Blood Demon Royal Court and the Cangya Clan have never formed an alliance, out of respect for His Majesty the Demon King, he has often acted as a representative of the Blood Demon Royal Court to talk with the Cangya Clan Head and exchange some supplies.

Even though it had been abandoned for many years, he still remembered this very distinctive entrance.

That's strange. Why is there a magical reaction here? And why is there an illusion barrier?
Refugees seeking refuge from the fog? Or high-level monsters that have strayed into it?

Or is it a patrol team that is temporarily resting here?

But why set up so many illusions?

Dracula frowned, a blood spear materializing in his hand, and walked solemnly into the Cangya family's castle.

Is it possible...

Are those intelligent, misty creatures that Zongzhang once spoke of appearing?
But Caesar clearly didn't say that there was a problem with the front line guarded by Zongchang.

Or are these things appearing along with the strange phenomena?
But before he had gone far along the path, he saw a familiar figure.

To be precise, they encountered a strange fire demon with raging flames rising from its body, yet exuding a familiar magical aura.

"Lord Roland?"

Dracula tentatively asked.

Roland nodded: "I didn't expect to meet you again so soon..."

Roland stared at Dracula's empty left arm and said, "It seems you're seriously injured."

"Why are you in Enva?" Dracula dispersed the blood spear and looked at Roland with a complicated expression.

“Good question. Being caught in the spatial turbulence and managing to get out is already a miracle. And to be out on a dangerous sea is even more of a blessing from the gods.” Roland spread his hands, looking helpless.

Dracula sighed: "Fortunately, I met you... Please stay here for a while, and I will find a way to send you out of Enva from the southwestern border and reach the frontier of the Empire as soon as possible."

“No, no, no, Lord Dracula, I’m not in a hurry to leave.” Roland smiled, though the smile was obscured by the flames, but Dracula could hear the ease in Roland’s tone.

"His Majesty the Demon King, beloved by the Demon Clan, has recovered more complete memories after the prototype was destroyed."

"She asked me to stop the royal court's current folly. Should she speak to you in person?"

(End of this chapter)