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

Chapter 429 Heroic Spirit
Even though Roland set off immediately after receiving Suren's message, he still felt it was too slow.

The ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger and stronger, to the point that he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

His anxious mood caused him to furrow his brow, remain silent, and be in a state of utter confusion.

But Roland knew he couldn't ask Polysia to do any more.

She was already flying at top speed.

Not to mention that a large number of people have already been carried on her back.

Roland, Kalia, Iluvia, Cellina, Little Grey, along with the entire Papacy and the great sage Erebus.

In other words, the dragon's back is spacious enough to seat twenty or thirty people without any problem; otherwise, we would have to consider leaving some people behind.

Beside the dragon, Flam, whose flight speed was bound by some kind of magical spell, was also flying alone in mid-air.

To be honest, she wasn't in a good mood.

So many people can ride on the dragon's back, so why do I have to fly there?

Just because you can fly? That's why they won't even give you a seat?
I didn't necessarily want to come; I only came because I was worried about the safety of Lia and Roland.

Even if I secretly followed the group, shouldn't we be showing such favoritism?!
Even that damned old man from the Vatican has a position, so why can't I?!

Does she take up a lot of space?

Fortunately, once you fly to Isfar, you can use the teleportation array you've learned to go directly to the Northwest Front and then to the Papal City.

Kalia, sitting on the dragon's back, sighed, "It's a pity Mr. Sinos wants to stay in Heria City, otherwise it would have been much faster to have him bring us here."

“There’s nothing we can do about it,” Iluvia smiled. “Now that we’re all leaving, we need someone to keep things in order, right?”

Kalia muttered as she looked over, "So why did you all follow me?"

"Anyway, this kind of thing is over now, so it can only be resolved by Roland and me together."

Iluvia smiled without saying a word, but silently showed off the engagement ring on her hand.

Kalia: "Tch."

Cellina sat cross-legged with her eyes closed and silently replied, "I'm a bodyguard. I have a contract with Roland."

Kalia: “…”

All excuses.

They put it so grandly and righteously.

Small gray:"……"

This man is definitely no good.

At that moment, Roland, who was frowning and gazing into the distance, also received a message.

From the Demon King.

【Yo Roland, where are you? I'm now at the Chalk Wall of your empire. Everything is fine inside the city.】

[The situation in Papal City is not good. According to survivors in River Valley, the holy light of the Temple of the Sky has been completely extinguished.]

[And now the area around the Chalk Wall is almost entirely covered in ash, and monsters are emerging from the ash.]

You'd better hurry, otherwise...

Roland sighed: "Isn't there any good news?"

Unfortunately, not at all. Even a large-scale reinforcement from the demon race is impossible.

Although I can forcibly tear open a portal, the duration is limited, and it cannot be reused. Furthermore, Enva ultimately needs some personnel to guard it, so this time I only brought Caesar and one of his trusted confidants.

"...I understand. At our current speed, it will take us at least half an hour to reach the Chalk Wall through the portal we've learned."

[My personal suggestion is that you and Kalia should get here first. Don't you have a faster way?]

Using the teleportation spell you invented, you should be able to fly faster than that bone dragon.

The situation will worsen significantly if delayed even by one minute.

You need to enter the Papal City as soon as possible.

Roland remained silent for a while, then turned to look at Kalia, who looked expectant, as well as Cellina and Iluvia, who seemed indifferent but had been secretly glancing at him.

“Alright. I’ll have Polycia continue with the others to Isfar, while Lia and I will go ahead.”

After saying that, Roland hung up the call and looked at the people behind him: "Just as you heard, I have to go now."

"Great Sage, is everything arranged?"

Erebus nodded: "Don't worry, your face is still quite famous in the academy, so don't worry about them not recognizing you. Just go."

Clark also asked, "The holy light of the Celestial Temple has gone out... Is that true?"

Roland nodded: "The Demon King wouldn't joke about something like this."

"Moreover, she has just arrived at Chalk Wall, so her intelligence should come from the local garrison. It's highly likely that she's right."

Clark sighed and simply said, "We'll have to trouble you from now on, Mr. Roland. We'll be there shortly."

"Ah."

Roland nodded, then looked at Little Grey beside Kalia.

This time I need to bring two people with me.

It seems that without some buffs, it's impossible to reach Isfar quickly.

With this thought in mind, Roland activated the Eternal Runestone, his body radiating a deep blue light. Then, he grabbed a girl under his arm and began casting spells with seamless teleportation.

Three minutes later, Roland, who had used Flash countless times, turned off the Eternal Runestone, panting heavily. After standing there catching his breath for a while, he led the two girls, who were already feeling dizzy, toward the Isfar Academy branch.

Branch President Is waited for a long time, and upon seeing Roland arrive, he immediately led him to the fixed teleportation array underground in the academy.

"Lord Roland, I didn't expect our renewed cooperation to happen so soon." "Get ready, the teleportation array is about to activate. This is an ultra-long-distance spatial jump, so there may be some delay. Please don't worry."

Roland nodded, and led the recovered Kalia and the still-sleepy Little Gray through the portal.

Three seconds later, the three arrived at the Chalk Wall Academy branch.

He was greeted by a fierce, lean man with a scar over one eye.

"Chairman of the Chalk Wall Branch, Kelos. It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Excellency."

It seems this chapter's style might be somewhat similar to that of Riskan's sailors.

I wonder how Götze and Allen are doing at the Wislow family mansion in Greenwood City.

After a brief moment of distraction, Roland looked at the branch leader, Kairos: "I won't go into details about the situation. Just tell me the location of the command post."

Instead of immediately informing Roland, Kelos said, "Well... Your Excellency, I think it would be better if you went out and took a look now."

Roland frowned: "What happened?"

“...It’s nothing major.” Kelos stepped aside. “It’s just that a rather special reinforcement force is gathering in the city center square.”

“After something like this, I don’t think Commander Andreich can continue to sit in the command post.”

……

……

City center square.

Andreich looked at the army in front of him with a complicated expression.

Having received some hints from the Demon King's territory, he knew the origin and purpose of this force.

But he was truly awestruck when he actually faced this army.

Those souls, shimmering with a transparent luster, were now covered in heavy armor.

Longswords, spears, bows and crossbows, and staffs.

Even some weapons that look like guns.

These are the changes that occurred to these souls after they entered the Chalk Wall.

Furthermore, upon entering this place, these spirits ceased speaking, instead lining up neatly in the center of the square and falling silent.

They neither acted nor spoke.

He just stood there silently.

It seemed as if it was waiting for something, or as if it was making some kind of preparation.

“Commander Andreich. You really are here.”

Following Kairos's tip, Roland found the commander's whereabouts very easily, and avoided a lot of walking.

The branch of the society was located near the central square, while the command post was set up near the city wall. The distance between the two was not small.

Upon seeing Roland, Andreich, who had already seen Roland's appearance in various newspapers, immediately bowed slightly in greeting.

Both his status and his ability to single-handedly kill a bishop of the Chaos Brotherhood were enough to warrant such a salute from him.

Then, Andreich spoke up, "I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly... Even if you used the teleportation array you learned, this speed is still quite surprising."

"I thought it would take you at least two or three days to arrive."

Roland didn't explain, but simply looked at the army of undead beside him: "What's going on here?"

"I don't know either... You're quite familiar with the Demon King, aren't you? That person should know something."

Andreich relayed the Demon King's visit and words to Roland.

After listening, Roland nodded, not asking further about the Demon King's whereabouts, but instead asked, "I heard there are still survivors in River Valley Town?"

“That’s right. The reconnaissance troops I sent out included griffin riders, some demon squads and members of the Church, as well as some civilians.” Andreich quickly changed the subject and began to introduce the group.

"A rough estimate puts the number of survivors at around three hundred. I originally planned to send airships to provide support, but the impact of the Ashes is too great; I'm afraid even the airships might..."

Roland raised his hand to interrupt Andreich: "Send an airship over, I'll go and pick up the survivors."

"Incidentally, we'll also investigate the situation inside the Papal City."

"No need for persuasion, this is an order, Commander. If you wish to question my authority, you can contact His Majesty for his opinion."

"Time waits for no one. I'll wait for you here. Have the airship come up to the square. I have my own way of getting up there."

Andreich sighed. "Yes."

Then, Roland turned to look at the army of the dead.

From the moment Roland first saw these souls, he had a premonition.

As Andreich stood beside him, issuing commands with telepathic magic, he walked to the front of the array of undead soldiers.

Then, the crown of the King of Men appeared on his head.

The dazzling golden light spread out in an instant, and everyone in the city center square, whether civilians, soldiers, or nobles who rose to power through military merit, even Andreich himself, instinctively knelt on one knee after the golden light shone down.

The same goes for those who have passed away.

Their originally translucent bodies were now shrouded in a hazy golden light, resembling tall warriors clad in golden armor.

【My King!】

Roland: "..."

what happened?
He had simply turned around to take a closer look at the state and appearance of the undead, so why did the crown activate on its own?

It's already started, so why is everyone kneeling before him? Even the undead are doing the same?
(End of this chapter)