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

Chapter 4 Roland's Wonderful Equipment

Our Lady of Ulcers, a name that doesn't sound very auspicious.

It's the kind of title that just sounds like someone who doesn't look like a good person.

Roland happened to know the name.

This was the name of an evil god that he had seen in a diary that recorded his adventures in his youth when he was sorting out his father's belongings.

His authority is precisely related to plague and disease.

The originally incomplete clues now completed the last piece of the puzzle.

But deeper doubts also followed.

This title is rarely mentioned nowadays. Even Roland's father, Old Lancelot, only learned of this name and its specific origin from a mural in a demon stronghold when he accepted a commission from the military and accompanied the troops to clear it out.

The old man didn't think much about it and just wrote down this useless little piece of knowledge in his diary.

The reason is simple. The great being named Our Lady of Ulcers was killed by the Demon King himself in the Demon King War that lasted for nearly a thousand years.

The kingdom of God collapsed, and authority, divinity, and divine power, everything turned into nutrients for the power of the devil.

The mural tells the story of the devil killing gods.

The Demon King War ended three hundred years ago. Today, the Demon King who once gathered the scattered demons and nearly wiped out humanity, and the brave man who defeated the Demon King have become characters in legends.

Fear and achievements have become topics of conversation among the people after dinner, and stories and poems that are difficult to verify in the mouths of poets.

Obviously, even the most insane cultists would not believe in an evil god that has been dead for hundreds of years. After all, a dead god cannot bestow blessings and power.

Believing in a dead evil god has no benefits other than having their portraits put on wanted posters by the Imperial Inspectorate, the military, and the Holy See.

So who were these people chasing Kalia, chanting about Our Lady of Ulcers? What was their purpose? And why did they insist on getting the pendant?
"Wait, I seem to have forgotten something!"

Roland, who was sorting out the clues, suddenly remembered something and took out a warrant from his inner pocket.

The client was Colonel Odmeyer, commander of the Reskan city defense forces.

There was only one line of text on it - Investigate the rumors about the "Our Lady of Ulcers" and any valuable clues.

The reward was five hundred Imperial Gold Eagles, equivalent to ten years' salary for an ordinary dock worker.

This was the commission he had accidentally caught a glimpse of when he passed by the Adventurer's Guild this morning.

Roland, who happened to know his origins, had planned to go home after finishing practice as usual, sort out the information, write a written report, and then submit it to the commission.

But Kalia interrupted me and I forgot about it.

Fortunately, she mentioned the name of Our Lady of Ulcers, otherwise he would have almost forgotten the commission.

He had some impression of Colonel Odmeyer. Although they had not met much, both others' evaluations and Roland's own impressions could be used to describe him in one sentence.

A man of integrity and a true soldier.

Obviously, the other party also noticed something, or found some clues and something wrong.

Otherwise, he would have no reason to ask for information about an evil god who had been dead for hundreds of years and whose information was theoretically only known by the Mainland’s History Society or a few people.

perhaps……

"Hey, are you okay?" Kalia raised her elbow and gently bumped Roland's waist.

"It's okay, just thinking about something."

Seeing Roland come back to his senses, Kalia asked, "So, have you thought about what to do next?"

"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Ah."

"The best solution is for you to throw away that damn pendant now. I think they won't come to bother you again."

"no!"

Kalia suddenly covered the bright silver pendant hanging on her chest.

Although she didn't know why the men in black wanted the pendant, this was the first time the old woman had asked her for anything. Without her, Kalia wouldn't have lived to this age.

Although the retreat in the forest was lonely, she had her teacher by her side for the first fifteen years of her life.

It was she who raised this starving orphan and taught her magic so that she wouldn't cause trouble when she awakened as a witch at the age of sixteen.

She taught and cared for her like a mother without asking for anything in return.

She was a little unhappy because he kept repeating one thing to herself - if you get into trouble in the future, don't mention your name.

Damn it, how could she possibly get into trouble?!

But if I mess up everything the old woman has asked me to do...

Thinking of this, Kalia's eyes became more determined.

Kalia, who was originally a little silly and relaxed, now really has some of the stereotypical witch's aura.

Seeing Kalia's firm attitude, Roland spread his hands and said, "Then there's only plan two."

"If I'm guessing correctly, they were able to find you not because of how powerful their tracking magic is."

"Perhaps it's simply because they've mastered the method of locating the pendant."

"Go out first. I think those two guys have left."

Kalia hesitated. "But if I leave the shadow, I'll be discovered. You also said they can locate me through this pendant."

"It's okay, just trust me. Remove your innate spell."

After much hesitation, Kalia chose to believe Roland and took him out of the shadows where he was hiding.

The moment he left the shadow, Roland's figure disappeared.

Along with the magical reaction, life breath and even the body shape disappeared.

Kalia: “!!!”

No, how could such a grown-up person suddenly disappear?
Kalia looked around frantically, trying to find Roland's whereabouts.

All that came into view were the broken wooden boards that originally belonged to the wooden house and the cold rain that soaked my hair.

Although they had only been together for a short time, Kalia didn't want anything to happen to this guy she had just met. After all, it was she who had put him in danger.

"do not move."

A familiar voice sounded, and Kalia looked in the direction of the sound, but there was still nothing in front of her.

There were only scattered pieces of soil that had slid down from the holes created by the ice spears, and mud washed away by rain.

But she still obeyed the instruction, stood still obediently, and just shrank her neck slightly.

The next moment, she felt a force on her shoulder, pulling her to the side.

Then she knew why Roland disappeared.

Because she was now wearing a smoky gray suede cloak of the same style as Roland's.

The only problem was that the size was a bit large, so the hem of her cloak inevitably dragged on the ground and got stained with mud.

But none of this mattered, because after she was suddenly covered with the cloak, she subconsciously activated the magic power in her body, and then she disappeared like Roland.

"This is... magical equipment with rune markings! You still have such a good thing!?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. This thing can't block out the sound."

Roland reminded him in time: "This cloak can't block the revelation spell, so don't make any noise. As long as you don't make any noise and wrap yourself tightly in the cloak, you will be invisible."

"Next, be quiet."

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