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

Chapter 433 Roland's Suspected Object

Roland was somewhat surprised by the abilities that Kalia displayed.

He originally thought that Kalia's suppression of Little Grey might be due to the difference in weight class.

Although Kalia escaped the fate planned for her by the evil god, she severed the possibility of the evil god continuing to control her.

But the power within her is real, and even now, Kalia's innate spells continue to grow stronger.

However, due to the limited amount of her magic power, she is unable to unleash her full potential.

Even so, it's not something that a literally weak and powerless Little Grey, who just has a big appetite, could resist.

After all, it can be basically confirmed that the other party is a part of the power of the God's Son of the Ash Lord inside the seal, or rather, an individual carrying a part of his consciousness.

In a battle between a fully evolved form and a partially evolved form, the fully evolved form would definitely have the upper hand.

Roland had thought so before, and was confused because he couldn't suppress the other party with his own power.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

The real reason seems to be that the power of the Whisperer of Eternity is restraining to the Lord of Ashes, and the two are not compatible. In addition, Kalia's power suppresses Little Ashes, which is why the Lord of Ashes cannot exert his true strength as long as Kalia is by his side.

After figuring things out, Roland breathed a sigh of relief, his confusion finally resolved. But... how could he stop the situation from escalating further?
Since no BOSS-level enemy has emerged from within the Papal City yet, and the ash is only spreading outwards, the highest-ranking enemy to appear so far is only an eighth-ring rank, a Papal clergyman who has been transformed into an ash undead.

This suggests that the seal may not be completely broken, or at least the sealed artifacts inside may not be free.

Otherwise, the intensity of the incident would not be so calm now.

While they were pondering, the group had already arrived at the city of the Holy See. All the dangers and obstacles had melted away under the shadow cast by Kalia, leaving nothing behind.

Even the thick layer of ash that had been laid down before was completely swallowed up and turned into nothingness the moment the shadow spread.

The existence of this restraint rendered the armored warriors created by Kalia useless, leaving them only to stand aside as a ceremonial guard.

Just as Kalia was about to extend her power into the city of the Holy See to further eliminate the danger, she discovered that all the shadows could only extend to the city gates and could not go any further.

Then, she saw the unusual situation that was happening inside the magnificent, wide-open city gate.

With just one glance, Kalia understood why Galileo said he was too ignorant to summarize everything he had seen.

This is truly a sight that cannot be described in words.

Roland also frowned. To put it simply, although he had experienced many big events recently, he had never seen anything like this before.

Here, spacetime is disordered, basic rules and order are absent, and the dimension of reality is unstable.

The flickering, fragmented scene before him gave Roland a subtle sense of foreboding.

Galileo, as a participant in the event, then offered his perspective: "This is why I cannot summarize it."

“Your Excellency Roland, what you see and feel is only the surface. The current state of the Papal City cannot be explained by existing knowledge.”

"The space seems stable and without any flaws, but with each step you take, you never know where you will end up."

"Time may seem stable, but the flow of time throughout the Papal City had already changed by the time I escaped."

“In some places, one second passes, while in others, ten minutes pass.”

"The most troublesome thing is that no magic can be used within the city of the Holy See, whether it is divine magic, modern construction magic, or the runic magic that you are good at, none of them can work."

"The Great Source of Magic still exists and is still in effect, but the knowledge and skills we have learned in the past can no longer mobilize even a trace of magic."

"It's like the underlying logic of spellcasting has been changed."

"This is also the most difficult situation."

"Compared to this, the demons and monsters from another Ash Dimension that occasionally appear in the city seem insignificant."

"Therefore, please be mentally prepared before entering."

Roland nodded after listening to Galileo's explanation, then glanced at Kalia: "Lia, use your spell to envelop us all."

"Shadowbringer, lead us in."

……

……

Listening to the discussion of the three people in front of him, Xiao Hui remained silent.

A familiar feeling rose in her heart, and a warm and kind voice was guiding her to a certain place in the city.

Even though her power was sealed, the ashes falling around her made her feel the warmth of home.

It's like going back to the old days...

But a voice echoed in her heart.

Don't believe it, don't go there, run!

The voice urged her to leave the city-state before her and never return.

She didn't know what to do.

He remained silent and then chose to follow Roland's words when he set off.

Just follow along.

Although she felt somewhat dissatisfied and resentful, when she thought of the delicious food she had just eaten, the delicacies she had never tasted before, and the way this man paid the bill without batting an eye, she chose to forgive this glittering guy for the time being.

And whether it was just my imagination or not, as we approached this city-state... which seemed to be called the Papacy City, the golden light on this glittering figure began to fade. In its place, starlight, like that of the starry sky, surrounded him.

Like a god surrounded by stars.

Although she was somewhat unhappy with the nickname "Little Grey," she cherished it.

This isn't exactly a formal name.

It's just a nickname, a nickname given to her because of her hair and eye color.

but……

Compared to her past life, she still prefers this day or so.

A cautious yet willing-to-help caravan of suspicious strangers—it seems that not all of humanity is beyond redemption.

He seemed very friendly, chatting and laughing with the guards. The blood demon used for the blood test—the demon race—didn't seem to be as hideous as the rumors suggested.

And then there are those sanctimonious, glittering guys...

At least so far, she has not sensed any inclination in this regard.

This guy with the same hair color as me is clearly a wealthy and powerful nobleman who has no worries about food and clothing.

He could have easily stayed in the rear and ordered his men to charge and die... but in the end, he chose to come himself and his lover to the most dangerous front line, while letting his men return to safety.

It's all because he has the ability to prevent disasters, and he's better able to survive in danger...

Little Grey closed his eyes, recalling memories from who-knows-how-long ago, buried deep in his soul, and the teachings of the teacher who adopted him.

She once thought those teachings were the truths of the world.

Because she actually saw it with her own eyes.

She witnessed how humans were full of intrigue, cunning, and treachery, killing their longtime friends and supportive companions for a single bite of food.

She had witnessed the demon army massacring humans, dragging human corpses to be used as food or ritual props.

She also saw those glittering so-called saints abandoning the civilians who needed saving, the frontline of humanity who needed their help, and those who were struggling to survive under the slaughter of the demon king's army, to come and destroy the home where she had lived since childhood.

then……

Then…………

Then what happened?

Xiao Hui felt a sharp pain in her brain; a small shadow lurking within her was now stimulating her mind.

While stopping her from continuing to recall those memories, it also brought her back to her senses from her inexplicable anger and rage.

Once she calmed down, she still didn't speak, simply letting Kalia drag her into the shadows.

When she came to her senses again, she realized that she had not entered the Papal City.

No matter what, this tranquil village filled with green grass, sunshine, windmills, and pastures is a scene that could never be found in the city of Papacy.

She recalled Roland's previous conversation with Galileo about the strangeness of the Papal City.

Dreamland.

Was she lost in a dream?
This is not good news.

Because Kalia wasn't by her side, she couldn't use her power.

She's just an ordinary person now, barely able to fight a slime, so she can only turn and run away.

"Hey Little Grey, what are you standing there for? Didn't we agree to help out at Uncle John's mill? You'll get a silver coin for just one afternoon of work!"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice pulled Xiao Hui back to reality.

She turned around abruptly, and there stood Roland... no, a guy who looked like Roland, waving and greeting her cheerfully.

Little Gray looked at the gray-haired boy in front of him, who was dressed in tattered farmer's clothes, had a dirty face, but wore a sunny smile, and fell silent.

This couldn't possibly be that guy Roland.

A certain kind of charisma is very difficult to imitate.

Although Roland usually appears to be very approachable and easy to get along with.

But he did exude a different kind of aura; he was certainly not as plain as the guy in front of him.

Even though they hadn't known each other for long, she found it difficult to transfer those expressions onto Roland's face exactly as they appeared—it just looked too awkward.

It was as bizarre as if Kalia had suddenly become aloof and indifferent, regarding all life as worthless.

Not knowing what to do, she nodded and followed the object resembling Roland.

Then she asked a question she immediately wanted to take back: "You know, you want my name? I mean my full name."

"Hahahaha!" Roland laughed heartily, then bent over and clutched his stomach, as if he had heard a funny joke.

Then, under Xiao Hui's disapproving gaze, Roland, who had barely stopped laughing, finally spoke up: "You always manage to say things that seem strange but are quite interesting."

"Sinatia, you don't think I wouldn't even remember your name, do you?"

"Alright, alright, stop joking around. Time's almost up. Uncle John will be angry if we're late."

(End of this chapter)