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

Chapter 393 I'm back, teacher
"Your Majesty, Lord Roland, he..."

"Ha, as expected."

Inside the Covenant Temple, the Demon King stood by the window, his back to the Gargoyle Lord, looking out at the wind and snow.

The Demon King was not surprised by the information Caesar had just conveyed.

Although Roland never explained his situation to her, the Demon King, who had once reached the realm of gods and killed many self-proclaimed evil gods, was well aware of the changes in Roland.

divinity.

Although faint, it is indeed divine.

It seems that after Roland awoke from his coma, he began to exude divinity.

It seems that perhaps the near-death experience ignited his potential, or perhaps it brought out his unique qualities.

For Roland, who possesses divinity, suppressing the mist would not be difficult.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have let Caesar issue that order.

However, it wouldn't be good to let the fog continue to spread. In any case, having come into such close contact with the fog, Roland should have a concrete understanding of its condition.

As for the rest he doesn't understand, he can just let her explain it herself.

After being merged with the fragments of the soul sent by Death, much of the fog and dust that originally covered the memories was also wiped away.

"Caesar, get the main force moving out quickly. The large stabilizers should be ready, right? Send them over immediately if they are."

"You should go with them and help clear the entities in the fog. Let's solve the problem as soon as possible. The distress call has been sent for a while now, hasn't it?"

After speaking, the Demon King continued to stare at the night view outside the window, illuminated by the streetlights along Enva's streets, awaiting Caesar's reply.

But strangely, Caesar did not answer for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that Caesar was standing right behind her in the Demon King's perception, she would have thought that Caesar had already left.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" The Demon King tilted his head slightly and asked with some displeasure.

Caesar spoke somewhat awkwardly, "Your Majesty... well... Lord Roland has already resolved the situation, so there's no need to send a large force."

"The fog of dissemination has been completely dispelled, and even Lord Roland's methods are more reliable and effective than large stabilizers."

"Do you think it's possible to get that person to leave behind some technical insights or something?"

"After all, it's a fog disaster..."

"Stop!!!" The Demon King interrupted Caesar loudly: "You mean Roland has already resolved the matter? Then why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Your Majesty, what I was about to say was... but you yourself said it was all expected, I thought..."

Demon King: "..."

After a subtle silence, the Demon King coughed and then said, "Let's not talk about his affairs."

"It's good that it's been resolved."

"I will pass on your request to Roland."

"However, based on my understanding of his personality, your worries are unnecessary. He will definitely leave behind his relevant insights."

"Compared to this... haven't all the other families already expressed their opinions?"

The Demon King's tone shifted, becoming slightly sinister amidst his calm demeanor.

“They are all willing to pledge allegiance once again,” Caesar replied respectfully. “The werewolves, the Eagle Clan, the Storm Tiger Clan, and the Shadow Owl Clan are all willing to submit to Your Majesty’s authority once more.”

The Demon King nodded slightly: "Where is the Demon King's Court? Hasn't the news reached the front lines yet?"

"And what about Danso and Ducuso? What are they doing now? Have they replied to our messages?"

Caesar continued, "The message has been delivered, but the Lord of the Heart Demons has not yet responded."

"As for the old lich and Danso... they are working with humans to wipe out the remaining forces of the Absolution Council within the Kingdom of Platia."

“It involves three bishops, so both humans and Danso and his group take it very seriously.”

"As for the message sent, they are willing to fully cooperate with your plan."

"If the Lord of the Heart Demons is unwilling to halt the plan, they will unite with the human forces and use force to stop the war."

"but……"

"Your Majesty, this matter involves both the Goliath Giants and the Balrog, two sparsely populated royal courts. If things really escalate to that point, I'm afraid..."

The Demon King waved his hand: "What are you worried about? This is just a backup plan for the worst-case scenario."

"Listen carefully, Caesar. Once the trouble at Enva is over, I will return with Roland."

"At that time, Enwa and all royal affairs will be under your full authority."

Caesar: "!!!"

"Absolutely not, Demon King!"

The Demon King chuckled knowingly: "Why not?"

"In the end, the demon race will always respect the strong."

"Do you really think those families have returned to their allegiance because of my return?"

"No, it's because of you, Caesar."

"There's nothing to fear about a demon king who has already died once and is not in his complete state."

"But it's a different story if someone's strength stands at the pinnacle of the demon race, and their royal court is the strongest force among the demons besides the Heart-Beating Demon Royal Court."

"Moreover, this powerful force and this strongman are both right on their doorstep."

"Coincidentally, this powerful figure is also loyal to the Demon King."

That's why they made that choice.

The Demon King walked up to Caesar, who was kneeling on the ground and dared not raise his head, and shook his head speechlessly.

"What kind of behavior is this? You have no air of a strong person at all."

"This is not the kind of test a monarch uses on his subjects that humans left behind."

“It is an entrustment, Caesar.” “I have more important things to do.”

"and……"

Even if one regains a physical body, most of the soul is restored.

"But I... am still a dead person, an existence that does not belong to the world of the living."

"I am able to walk in this world only because my mission is not yet complete."

As he spoke, the Demon King walked past the Gargoyle Lord.

"Now, I must go and finish what I haven't finished..."

"Before the real catastrophe arrives."

After posing a riddle to Caesar, the Demon King walked out of the Covenant Temple, deep in thought.

Caesar remained kneeling in the Temple of the Covenant, still unwilling to rise.

……

Thousands of years have passed, but some things have remained unchanged.

For example, there are extreme low temperatures that could freeze an ordinary human to death, and magical environments so rich that they would automatically generate magical elemental creatures like slimes every now and then.

Everything seems unchanged.

Sindura Isherlis strolled through the streets of Enwa in the night.

For most of the past and present time, people in this world would not call her by name, or even know her name.

Devil.

This title seems more like her name.

In her memory, there are only three people who would choose to call her by her name.

One is the chief of the carrion eaters, the king of the carrion eaters.

This elder demon, who had lived through countless years, was accustomed to addressing her by her name as an elder.

Because he taught Sindura political maneuvering, taught her about the history of the demon race, and taught her how to be a qualified leader.

One is the god of death.

As the final destination for all living beings in the world, the gentle mistress who governs death is also accustomed to calling out the name of every living being.

as well as……

The Demon King paused in the snow; Sindura's personal time had come to an end.

Standing at the end of the street and looking ahead, Roland, still disguised as a Blood Demon, was returning to Enva from outside the city with Cellina, Polycia, and the members of the Thorn Squad who had completely submitted.

Roland had already spotted the Demon King from afar, so he dismissed the members of the Thorn Squad early on. After watching his menacing-looking temporary subordinates leave, he led his men toward the Demon King.

What are you doing here? Don't tell me you came out specifically to pick me up.

Roland raised his head slightly and looked at the Demon King, who was half a head taller than him.

The Demon King nodded: "That's right, I just came out for a walk by myself, and I didn't expect to run into you on your way back."

"I didn't expect you to come up with a solution so quickly. Can you tell me how you did it?"

"It's very simple, the technique you mentioned before, the spatial stabilization anchor."

Roland smiled and then briefly recounted his attempt.

But after Roland finished speaking, he noticed that the Demon King's expression had become very complicated, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

"I see... You really are a genius in some areas. You can understand the principle of spatial anchors with just one glance."

"Although it is a technique with a single use and is mostly useless."

"But its structure is not simple at all. If you can replicate it after just one glance, you're quite capable."

"...Alright, you guys go back and rest first. I want to walk around outside a couple more times."

"It's been three hundred years since I've seen what Enwa looks like in person..."

After saying that, the Demon King and Roland passed each other and disappeared into the streets and alleys of Enwa.

Roland looked in the direction where the Demon King had disappeared, and felt that this usually noisy and boisterous fellow seemed to have changed.

Is it because the soul is relatively complete?

That doesn't seem like it either. If that's really the reason, why didn't I feel this sense of unease before?

Recalling the Demon King's complicated expression just now, Roland thought that perhaps the Demon King was feeling apprehensive about returning home, so he shook his head and didn't think about it any further.

After all, the Demon King was right; he needed to rest properly.

I just used up all my magic and mental energy without counting the cost, and although I'm far from my limit, I do feel quite tired.

……

Outside Enva, Sindura, relying on her faint magical reflexes, managed to make out the still-present marker amidst the wind and snow.

It was a tattered, damaged flag.

It is even impossible to distinguish its original color.

The original pattern on it is now unrecognizable.

Even its very existence depends on the mysterious power attached to it, plus the Demon King's meticulous watchfulness and protective power over the thousands of years before his death.

Even though it has been dead for three hundred years, this small magical barrier, which you might not be able to find even if you try, is still functioning perfectly, fulfilling its duty by absorbing the power of the Great Source of Magic.

The Demon King did not remove the barrier, but merely opened a gap and allowed himself to enter.

Then, she lifted a corner of the flag, revealing a small grave hidden beneath it.

"...I'm back, teacher."

(End of this chapter)