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

Chapter 411 I really can’t do anything to you
When Roland pulled Kalia's soul back to the real world, her body, which had been in a coma, instantly woke up.

Kalia sprang out of bed almost instantly and looked around nervously.

Her relatives and friends, as well as her pets and their families, were all gathered around her.

When Frum saw that Kalia had woken up, she breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa in the room.

Iluvia also gently placed her hand on her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Kalia with a faint smile.

Nash rushed into Kalia's arms as soon as she woke up.

Suren and Cherlinina, who were standing to the side, smiled and waved to Kalia.

The atmosphere in the room immediately eased.

Besides the ritual being performed, which guides Roland's soul out of the real dimension to search for the location of Kalia's soul, Sinos is also involved.

He was a little flustered, but fortunately, his ability to manage his expression was perfect, and he didn't show the slightest panic.

But he truly could not find Roland's soul.

Roland's soul, which was originally guided by his power, broke free from his guidance after pulling Kalia out of that strange temple, and drifted away to who knows where.

what to do……

Just as Sinos was racking his brains to find Roland's soul, Roland's soul suddenly appeared in his perception and then instantly returned to his body.

Roland woke up a moment later, only ten seconds later than Kalia.

After carefully examining Roland's soul to ensure it was intact and not possessed by anything strange, Sinos breathed a sigh of relief.

That's true, how could this person's soul be targeted by something strange... I was just overthinking it.

But what exactly was that anomaly?

Roland, sitting opposite Sinos, also noticed the question in Sinos's eyes.

But Roland, who already knew the general outline of the plan, knew what he had just seen and where he had gone.

That is outside of time, in the cracks of the world.

It is the final destination of everything in the world that is no longer needed.

That was the lingering echo of a pitiful witch.

It is her hope for a second chance, her remorse for her mistakes, and her longing for a better life.

She didn't even dare to ask for more, such as avoiding the teacher's death.

And that temple...

It's more like a kind of anchor point.

The one seated on the throne was also a fleeting image, an echo of memory.

Roland was delayed by ten seconds in returning to reality because of the words of that figure.

The king who was merely a fleeting image then "played" a dialogue to him that sounded somewhat incomprehensible.

There should be two people in the conversation.

One is a figure on the throne, while the other's identity remains unknown.

Roland must have heard the words of the being on the throne.

【Friend from a distant world, thank you for instructing me in the ways of the heavens.】

But what you see as ignorant creatures are to me the entirety of the universe.

If the tide of annihilation eventually comes, my bones will build a protective barrier for the world.

Even if I am no longer myself then, even if the price is eternal nothingness.

But I will eventually defeat the extraterrestrial enemy, ensuring that this world will no longer be threatened.

Witness to the path I have chosen, as the footsteps of all living beings journey toward the stars.

Thank you for the gift.

This might be the last time we see each other.

Even after returning to reality, Roland continued to ponder these words.

After all, Death said that if he wanted to know the rest, he could only rely on his memories.

Any information provided by external forces can lead to unpredictable changes in the outcome of the plan.

Clearly, memory and knowledge themselves are the key to this plan.

Roland was no stranger to that temple in the starry sky.

He was even familiar with the figure sitting on the throne.

That's him.

He in my dream.

A dream from long ago, when he first dreamed of the golden apple.

At that time, he was wearing that same set of armor and cloak, walking through the endless snowfield.

Until the giant tree and the spring appeared, the dreamer arrived at the temple.

Looking back on that dream now, that boundless snowfield was undoubtedly Enwa, the stronghold of the demon race.

Although the landscape is indeed covered in white, the snowscape of Enwa is completely different from the blizzards in other regions.

This is a distinction that cannot be accurately summarized in language and words.

Only those who have personally witnessed the snowstorms of Enwa can see the difference.

Fortunately, with the help of a kind-hearted prototype, he got a five-day trip to Enwa.

Although there wasn't much to see, I did see quite a bit of snow.

No wonder I felt a subtle sense of relief when I landed.

It turned out that he saw a familiar scene from his dream, and due to his physical exhaustion at the time, he misjudged the situation and mistakenly thought he was in a safe environment.

Probably so.

Roland didn't have time to think any further.

Although he was indeed thinking seriously about the problem, and it was completely evident on his face.

But his silent, downcast, and furrowed brow expression still managed to create a strange misunderstanding among those around him, especially Kalia.

With a thud, Roland was tackled to the ground by the energetic Kalia, along with the chair he was sitting on.

The direct consequence was that the completely innocent Mr. Chair was split in two by this sudden impact.

The splinters almost pierced Roland's buttocks, but fortunately, Roland's physical strength, enhanced by the magic circuit, was extremely high, and these small splinters were no problem at all.

Not to mention that the blessing activated during the previous battle was not turned off.

After realizing that activating the Blessing state did not consume any of his magic power, Roland never considered turning off the Blessing.

Why turn off a powerful, cost-free buff that's always available?
After being tackled, Roland's thoughts immediately began to wander. After a series of wild ideas, he finally looked up at the guy who had tackled him.

Roland, who had originally intended to complain, sighed softly after seeing Kalia's reddened eyes and swallowed back what he was about to say.

"I'm fine, don't worry. I was just spacing out for a bit. With a powerful figure like Mr. Sinos, who has reached the divine realm, protecting me, I'm perfectly safe."

Nash chimed in, "That's right, that's right! Although Dad doesn't have many strengths, he's still a formidable fighter!" In the end, it was Flam who made the move, using a levitation spell to lift Kalia off Roland.

Clearly, as a great mage obsessed with magical research, Flam may not be perfect in combat.

But she has a lot of skills, and she can always pull out one or two useful little tricks.

"Alright, Leah. Roland just finished his work, so don't bother him for now."

"Besides, now that this guy is back, the people in the city probably won't be able to stay quiet anymore, so don't cause him any trouble."

"Get some rest... Although I really want to say that, you don't seem to need any rest. I'll take you to get something nice to eat instead."

Then, just as Kalia was about to have a touching reunion with Roland, she was dragged away by Flam.

That statement is clearly correct.

A son-in-law is like half a son (not really).
Compared to her troublesome adopted daughter whom she had raised since childhood, Fram was more understanding of Roland's exhaustion.

Sinos then said, "Since everything is alright, I'll continue teaching Nash the rest of his lessons."

"This child's learning progress is a bit slow, and it will be difficult to ensure that she has basic self-protection capabilities before the end of the holiday."

"After all, a dragon's combat ability will be reduced by more than half after it loses its dragon body."

“Even casting dragon language magic becomes troublesome, after all, the structure of a dragon’s tongue is different from that of a human tongue.”

"Although Nash's situation is somewhat special... although she can't transform back into a dragon, her dragon language magic actually receives some amplification in her cat form. I don't know if it's because a cat's tongue is more sensitive than a dragon's tongue..."

Hearing Sinos's topic starting to veer off-topic, Roland coughed and said, "No problem, and thank you for intervening at the beginning of the cataclysm to stop the situation from escalating."

"Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Maintaining the world's boundaries and driving out extraterrestrial enemies is the destiny of the dragon race."

Sinos laughed: "Long before the birth of humankind, before the elves and demons formed civilization, in that ancient, primitive era when the world first appeared."

"Dragons have always been the guardians of this world."

"This is the will of the Dragon God, and a vow that every dragon truly obeys... until the ravings of the evil god began to affect the then-powerful dragon empire."

"That was a time so ancient that even the gods had not yet appeared, an even more ancient era before what you humans call the Age of Gods."

"When the first Dark Lord raised the banner of rebellion, and when Thran, the Elven King, gathered the army of the Elves, a great war that you humans could not even imagine began."

"In the nearly ten thousand years of battle, the earth shattered, the sky cracked, and even the moon was shot down in the aftermath of the battle."

"Until the aftermath of the war awakened the Dragon God."

"He used His supreme power to raise the fallen moon back into the sky, to mend the cracks in the earth, and to repair the wounds in the sky."

"He commanded the dragons to leave the continent, to leave the archipelago, and to go to the edge of the world, where He had prepared the dragons' true home..."

Sinos seemed to have more to say, but stopped his storytelling: "This is the origin of Dragon Island."

"Even for me, this is an extremely long-ago story."

“I even heard this legend from my great-grandfather.”

"Lord Roland, I know very well why the Dragon Empire in this story would be subject to rebellion."

"At least the reason is not entirely the ravings of evil gods."

"Greed and power are not flaws unique to human beings."

"We can make accurate judgments about the past from the perspective of those who come after us."

"But for the present moment, everyone's judgment is vague."

"I took action because I knew the dangers posed by the power of the extraterrestrial enemy."

"It's also because it's my duty."

"So, there's no need to thank me."

"The dragons have been silently repairing the world's boundaries for countless years, blocking the invasion of large-scale evil god forces."

"Perhaps it's also to remind myself not to repeat the mistakes of that empire."

After telling the people in the room a story about dragons, Sinos grabbed Nash by the scruff of his neck with two fingers, then carried the unlucky cat out of the room.

Suren laughed: "Looks like things have been resolved satisfactorily. I even got to hear a story that most people don't get to hear for free."

"Following you always seems to bring me good fortune, Your Excellency Roland!"

"By the way, when do you plan to go back to see the people waiting for you in the castle?"

Roland shrugged, then turned his stiff neck: "Let's do it now. There are some things I'd like to discuss with the Vatican and the Society on this occasion."

Iluvia only just realized what was happening: "They've already come looking for you?"

“That’s right. After all, this guy made quite a commotion when he came back.” Cellina silently complained from the side: “You know very well Mr. Sinos’s size, but the bone dragon that Polycia transformed into is also quite large.”

"Two giant dragons, one large and one small, flew back into the city, and then His Excellency the Grand Duke, who was deeply loved by the people, jumped off the dragons' backs and walked into the jubilant crowd... What do you think of this scene?"

Cellina said, glancing at Iluvia beside her.

However, they noticed that the princess's face was flushed and she seemed to look somewhat regretful.

He looked like he regretted staying here with Kalia and missing Roland's dashing entrance.

Hey……

Cellina sighed silently, then looked at Roland: "Although I know you chose this way to make your entrance in order to reassure people."

"But please let me know before you jump... I get scared too."

Iluvia looked at Roland: "I'll come too."

"In a situation like this, you'd need someone to strike up a conversation, right?"

"Actually, it's not necessary... but your presence is a different story."

Roland originally wanted to say that there was no need to trouble her and that Iluvia should go and rest first.

But after seeing Iluvia's sudden change of expression, he smoothly changed his tune, welcoming Her Highness the Princess to offer guidance.

Cellina lowered her arms, which she had been crossing, and stretched out a big yawn: "Then you guys go ahead and get busy, I'm going to rest for a bit. Where is the First Legion's base? I'll go ask Elson for a room to rest in."

"Aren't you coming with us?" Roland asked Cherlinina.

Cellina laughed: "I'm no help with this kind of banter."

"Aren't the two of you enough?"

Roland shook his head: "Don't underestimate your role, Nina."

"I need a bodyguard who looks like he's good at fighting, and who actually is, to stand behind me and make a good impression."

"Oh no, there are two."

Roland had almost forgotten about Polycia because she hadn't said a word since entering the room.

After taking out the Dark Spear and letting Polycia take it, the spear instantly transformed into a magnificent scythe under the activation of the same power.

"Pollysia, you come too."

To this somewhat absurd reason and request, Cellina shook her head and laughed helplessly: "I really can't do anything with you... then I'll go with you."

(End of this chapter)