Fighting you is like being in jail.

"What kind of ability is this! Why... can I clearly feel the scent of death..."

Tread!

As she trembled, Leng Chang's feet stepped onto the grass in front of her. She looked up at Leng Chang in terror and collapsed to the ground, overcome with fear.

Leng Chang mercilessly squatted down and silently took out another photo, which was of Senior Xiao Yuan.

"Become her."

"..."

I said I'd become her!

Leng Chang slowly exhaled a breath with a dark expression, his voice filled with ruthlessness and the aura of someone about to kill and silence witnesses.

Whoosh!

Capela's body transformed, instantly turning into Madoka-senpai's appearance, trembling and fearfully looking at Leng Chang.

"Is this...is that so?"

"Perfect doesn't have that scum taste! Ugh—!"

"Senior Xiaoyuan! Damn it! Senior Xiaoyuan! Fight!"

Crackle crackle crackle crackle crackle crackle...

For a moment, Leng Chang's continuous beating sounds echoed through the forest, making him happier than ever before.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Leng Chang stood in the forest, comfortably wiping the sweat from his forehead, his face filled with the joy of a bountiful harvest after hard work.

"It feels so cool, like getting a shower and changing into new clothes in the morning."

He stood there stylishly, slowly turning his head to look at Capela, whose face was now bruised and swollen from the beating he had given him.

I'm sure that if I do that, she won't refuse my request.

"Don't even think about escaping. Follow me from now on."

Leng Chang turned around, picked up Capella from the ground, and prepared to go find the person in charge of anger, Sirius Romani-Conti.

But just as Leng Chang grabbed Capela, a glint flashed in her eyes, and she grinned maliciously as she stared wide-eyed at her.

"Turn me into rotten flesh!"

She activated her abilities, physically modifying herself.

However, it was of no use.

A moment of silence fell over the scene. She stared dumbfounded at Leng Chang, who was holding her up, while Leng Chang gave Capela a subtle look.

Then Capela gave a cute smile.

"Hehe!"

"Damn it, eat my shit!"

Without saying a word, Leng Chang grabbed her and slammed her to the ground with all his might, displaying the power of Hulk slamming the earth.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Instantly, a deafening crash echoed through the forest, and the earth trembled violently.

……

Border Earl's Mansion.

Simmel returned to the manor, by which time the funeral preparations were almost complete.

What surprised Simmel even more was the arrival of the others.

"Hey! Simmel, it's been a long time!"

Madoka Kaname greeted Simmel happily as soon as she saw her.

"Xiaoyuan! You're here."

Simmel was delighted and smiled happily.

I hurried up and found Kitahara Iori, Sato Kazuma, Hiratsuka Shizuka, Goto Ichiri, Celie, and Bucciarati there as well. I didn't recognize Yakumo Yukari, Kurumi, or Hachiman.

"Is everyone... back?"

Simmel looked at everyone with emotion, and the others also greeted her.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yo! Simmel!"

"Come on, tell me, how far have you and Frilian gotten? I heard you're just waiting for the wedding?"

The warm greetings from everyone brought tears to his eyes, and he was deeply moved.

She took a deep breath to steady her tears and nodded happily.

"It's so good to see you again."

He was deeply moved, his eyes brimming with excitement as he looked at everyone.

At this moment, Celia stepped forward with the Holy Sword in hand, smiling as she said, "Hey, I brought the Holy Sword. I'm sure you'll need it."

"Lady Celia, thank you."

Simmel solemnly accepted the holy sword and gripped it with utmost seriousness.

Because of the Demon King's resurrection, the Holy Sword is essential; with the Holy Sword, there is hope for victory.

This time, we definitely won't be unable to do anything like before!

But... I'm sorry, Leng Chang.

Thinking of Leng Chang, he felt complicated, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

After quickly hanging up the holy sword, Simmel smiled happily and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Prepare for the feast!"

"Eat, eat, eat! Who would complain about a free meal!"

Kitahara Iori and Sato Kazuma, carefree and nonchalant, put their arms around each other's shoulders, their faces full of silly grins.

……

On the other side, in the library.

Frillie sat quietly reading a book next to Beatrice, completely oblivious to the commotion outside.

Beatrice was getting impatient with the noise outside, and said sullenly and sourly, "It's so noisy! It has to be loud, I moved the library to a corner and you can still hear it."

"Want to go?"

Upon hearing the complaint, Frillie moved the book in front of her and looked at Beatrice with her blue eyes.

"Hmph! Betty doesn't like this kind of excitement!"

Beatrice hugged her book angrily, showing no intention of leaving.

But then he thought about it again and looked at Frillie strangely.

"Simmel is back, aren't you going out?"

Frillie paused upon hearing this, then smiled and said, "No need, Simmel understands me. Besides, Betty, you're still here; I can stay with you."

"What?! I don't want you to call me Betty! Call me Beatrice!"

Beatrice immediately retorted, pouting as she looked at Frillie, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"Yes. Beatrice."

Frillie nodded blankly and remained silent.

"Really..."

Perhaps it was because she suddenly had someone to accompany her, but she was afraid of being alone again.

He secretly observed Frillie, wanting to say something but holding back, and felt that this slow-witted and silent person was very suitable to be with him.

Sometimes, she even felt that Frilian was waiting for that person, but the prophecy book didn't show anything about it.

If only it were Frilian, we would definitely be a good match.

They don't like to talk, and they like to study magic.

Why is Mother's prophecy book not showing up?

Perhaps feeling lonely, she curled up on the sofa like a wronged child.

For a moment, the only sound in the library was the rustling of Frilian turning pages, but Frilian was observing Tribes intentionally or unintentionally, perhaps she had already discovered something.

Just then, the library doors opened.

"Holy crap! Where's my toilet?! What have I done here?!"

Kazuma Sato stared blankly at the library inside the gate, immediately realizing he had gone to the wrong place.

"Damn it! Betty, this isn't a toilet! Get out!"

Beatrice was furious; this was such a humiliation.

"Okay, okay! I'll be going now... What's going on, sigh..."

Kazuma Sato silently closed the door and left, then the door opened again.

It's still Kazuma Sato.

Would you believe me if I said this has nothing to do with me?

"You rascal!"

Even Cui Bisi couldn't hold back anymore.

"Really..."

Kazuma Sato pouted helplessly and closed the door with a wronged expression.

then……

Squeak!

He opened it again.

"Damn it—! Here we go again!"

"???"

Beatrice stopped cursing and stared blankly at Kazuma Sato, muttering, "Just how lucky are you?!"

"I don't know? Let me try again..."

Kazuma Sato said something silently, closed the door, and then opened it again.

Then their eyes met.

"..."

"..."

At that moment, they realized something terrible.

That means if your luck stat is too high, you won't be able to find a toilet.

Chapter 256 How could information provided by the Demon King himself be unreliable?

Finally, with no other option, Frillie kindly helped Kazuma Sato find a restroom, preventing him from collapsing in front of everyone.

Meanwhile, Simmel was helping move things in the living room, while Rem and Ram were handling things in the dining room. The rest of the area was being taken care of by Madoka Kaname and the others.

Looking at everyone busy in front of her, Simmel felt a little melancholy.

Another encounter should have been a beautiful one, but unfortunately it happened at a funeral.

This is all because of the Demon King's resurgence, and Simmel has a premonition that the Demon King will do something even more terrible, something comparable to, or even more terrible than, what happened before.

Unfortunately, no matter how much we try to guess, we can't predict what the impending crisis will be, but one thing is certain: this time we will not be as powerless as we were before.