Fighting you is like being in jail.

"Then what about the Demon King...?"

Simmel asked nervously, glancing warily at Leng Chang, who lay motionless on the ground to the side.

But when the smoke cleared, he was shocked to find that Leng Chang had disappeared without a trace; he had escaped!

"It's gone!"

Emilia immediately tensed up and quickly reminded her.

Homura Akemi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "He escaped. His current strength is less than one-tenth of what it used to be. There must have been a problem during his reincarnation."

"What...what exactly is going on?"

Simmel was eager to know what was going on, and he thought of the others.

"When they were reincarnated, Leng Chang and the Demon King's souls were intertwined and inseparable. But Xiao Yuan didn't know that, so after reincarnation, Leng Chang and the Demon King were in the same body. However, it seems that the Demon King has taken over his body once again. How unpredictable life is!"

Homura Akemi sighed helplessly once again, her eyes filled with melancholy and bitterness.

"Is...is this how it is..."

Simmel understood the situation, reluctantly lowered her head, and felt guilty.

"Fortunately, everyone is still here."

Homura Akemi said with a smile, full of nonchalance.

At that moment, Ram rushed towards Rem, anxiously asking, "Rem! Are you alright?! What happened?"

"Big sister..."

Rem was also confused. Just as she was about to continue speaking, Homura Akemi interrupted her and explained first.

"Because the Demon King threatened her, saying that if she didn't kill Roswaal, the Demon King would kill her."

He looked at Ram seriously as he spoke.

"This……"

Ram was stunned for a moment, then hugged Rem with deep sorrow.

Rem, feeling her sister's embrace, was somewhat dazed. She gradually realized the situation: Leng Chang had jumped in to take the blame for her.

Is this what they mean by "when something goes wrong, the tall guy takes the blame"?

"How is Lord Roswaal?!"

Emilia reacted and rushed over, casting a healing spell that instantly covered Roswaal with green magic.

Chapter 253 Frilian, are you that person?

Green magic enveloped Roswaal's body, but unfortunately, even Emilia's use of all her magic power did not make any difference.

The less she responded, the more she exerted herself until her magic was completely exhausted. Then, her legs went weak, and she looked on sadly.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she could only watch helplessly.

"Why...it didn't work..."

"Lord Roswaal!!"

Ram reacted at that moment and ran up quickly, her leather shoes kicking up two or three blades of grass and dirt as she stepped on the grass.

Upon reaching Roswaal, she immediately knelt on the ground, her hands trembling as she reached out, tears streaming down her face. Only after touching Roswaal's lifeless body did she uncontrollably grab his hands, press them to her face, and sob uncontrollably.

"Lord Roswaal—! I didn't even get a chance to say it... Waaaaah..."

Ram's cries were filled with sorrow, but Homura Akemi, who was watching this scene, did not have many thoughts in her eyes. However, Rem's eyes were filled with sadness and guilt.

Rem, feeling guilty, clenched her fists and looked at Ram with remorse, repeatedly apologizing in her heart.

I'm sorry, dear sister.

But if I don't do this... I won't be able to live a peaceful life.

Forgive me... No, there's no need to forgive me.

Roswaal must die no matter what, even if my sister no longer acknowledges me as her sister.

Rem's shoulders trembled slightly as she remained silent, but the next second Homura Akemi reached out and patted her shoulder, saying with emotion:

"Rem, this is not your fault. It's all the Demon King's conspiracy."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Rem trembled and lowered her head in silence.

The emotions I felt were beyond words.

Seeing this, Simmel and Frilian could only sigh helplessly, as this matter was somewhat related to them, and they could only hope that the grieving person could get out of their sorrow.

Tonight is destined to be a night that will be hard to stay calm.

……

In the chat group.

Kitahara Iori: Kazuma, when are we going to run away? We're numb from crouching on the third floor. The atmosphere outside is so sad, we can't be found out.

Kazuma Sato: Let's go! Let's go now! My God, what just happened has truly shocked me for a hundred years.

Celia: What happened?

Leng Chang: KONO! COMMON COLD GA——! Damn, luckily I'm more skilled and made a quick decision, otherwise it would have been troublesome.

Kurumi: ?

Homura Akemi: Sigh... To put it simply, Leng Chang, Iori, Kazuma, and I all had the same idea. We planned to assassinate Roswaal, but we ended up bumping into each other.

Hiratsuka Shizuka: Hmm? What a coincidence? Then what's the story behind those two squats going numb?

Kitahara Iori: Ryou, Kazuma, and I sneaked into the bedroom. Just as we were about to make our move, there was a loud bang. Rem from next door had made her move.

Yakumo Yukari: There's also a cake maker?

Rem: Oh... I'm sorry, it's all because of me.

Leng Chang: What? Because of you, everything was part of my plan! Hehehehe! You didn't expect that, did you? You've been included in my calculations!

Rem: ...

Madoka Kaname: Isn't Simmel here too? You guys succeeded?

Leng Chang: Definitely! I'll launch a righteous sneak attack! A heart-piercing attack shatters Roswaal's heart; there's no chance he'll survive. Then, after a fierce battle with Simmel, I escape the scene thanks to Homura's sneak attack.

Goto Ichiri: Huh?

Celia: Have you already fought Simmel?

Homura Akemi: Hmm. What I'm saying is that in the end, Madoka took all our souls and reincarnated here, and then Rei and the Demon King's souls became entangled, and in the end, Rei's body was taken over by the Demon King.

Madoka Kaname: So that's how it was set up? That makes sense.

Rem: It's clearly not Leng Chang, it should be.

Kitahara Iori: Rem, you wouldn't pity Leng Chang, would you? Don't overthink it, this guy is probably having the time of his life right now, that's just his personality of liking to cause trouble.

Rem: This...

Madoka Kaname: Don't worry, everyone knows what kind of person Leng Chang is. He's unhappy if he doesn't cause trouble, and besides, this is part of the plan.

Rem: Is this part of the plan too?

Kurumi: What do you mean?

Leng Chang: Weren't we supposed to meet with Simmel before? The plan at the time was reincarnation, so it was definitely not appropriate for us to meet. Once discovered, we would activate Plan B, the script of the Demon King's return.

Hmm, that's Plan B I just came up with.

Hachiman: Indeed, it's a good plan, I must say. So what's next?

Leng Chang: I'll definitely make you unite and fight the Demon King again!

Kazuma Sato: Yoshi! Use Simmel to take down Leng Chang! Merciless.JPG.

Rem: ? ?

Homura Akemi: It was just faking my death. Anyway, it's not the first time. This guy is a pro.

Rem: Ah...

Kazuma Sato: By the way, Rem, you should keep an eye on Ram. I remember Ram likes Roswaal, right? She's the one who's most heartbroken right now, so you should stay with her from now on.

Rem: I will. It's just that this sudden attack caught me off guard, and I feel a little lost.

Leng Chang: Speaking of which, what are your plans for Rem?

Rem: My original plan was to kill Roswaal first, then confess to my sister, and then have you guys come and heal her horns. After that, I'd wait for the new Border Lord to take office. As long as the new Border Lord doesn't cause trouble, it'll be fine. If things get really bad, I'll try to control him.

Rem: It's just that everything's suddenly messed up now, so I'm a little confused.

Leng Chang: Let's leave it at that for now. With Roswaal dead, there won't be a new border lord taking office anytime soon.

Rem: Hmm.

……

the next morning.

When Beatrice and Puck learned of Roswaal's death, a trace of sadness flashed across their faces. After all, he was someone they had known for a long time and someone who had helped Emilia.

Parker was alright, but Beatrice seemed a bit sullen, and her voice sounded much more subdued when she spoke to Frillie.

Sensing Beatrice's sadness, Frillie said blankly:

My condolences.

"What! Betty doesn't care at all, anyway, Betty has always been alone."

Beatrice gave a stubborn reply, puffed up her cheeks, and sat on the library sofa, clutching her book, looking utterly aggrieved.

Why doesn't Beatrice go out?

Frillie asked curiously, her eyes fixed on her without moving.

"This one……"

Beatrice paused, tightening her grip on the book in her hand.

During her conversation with Frilian yesterday, she discovered that Frilian had a deep love for magic—a pure love without any other reason. This made their communication much easier.

Moreover, being elves, even if they are different, they still have a certain affinity for each other.

Now that this reason has been brought up, Beatrice asked somewhat subtly, "Hey, Frillian, are you that person?"

"Hmm? Which person?"

Frillie tilted her head strangely, not quite understanding what she meant.

"It's nothing. It seems you're not."

"I don't understand at all."

Frillie scratched her head in confusion, then lowered her head to continue reading.

Outside the library.

Simmel, who was busy handling the funeral arrangements, felt somewhat caught off guard by the current situation.

Noble funerals were completely foreign to Simmel; his own funeral was simple, and he never imagined that noble funerals would be so elaborate.

First, the body must be prepared, then the coffin, and then a public announcement must be issued, sending letters to all nobles and royalty.

After receiving replies from other nobles, they began to receive and comfort the family, and finally buried the child.

There are far too many things to do, but the Border Lord only has so many people, so he can only do his best.

In the end, only Simmel could deliver the message. Rem couldn't leave because she had to take care of Ram, and Emilia's reputation wasn't good for her to travel. So, in the end, he had to take on the responsibility.

It can only be said that Roswaal's entourage is truly depleted.

"shelf!"

Simmel sat atop the dragon chariot and drove it all the way to the capital.

Many people were notified; almost all nobles were notified of such matters. Whether or not they attended the funeral was another matter entirely.