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

Chapter 437 That’s it, let’s eat first

A campfire rises on the grassland at night.

The two walked across the boundless grassland until sunset, but still couldn't see anything other than grass.

Fortunately, Roland had a lot of miscellaneous items in his storage ring, and he had more than one storage ring.

Little Grey looked at Roland with a look of shock in his eyes.

In fact, she was quite shocked when this guy emptied the firewood and pot from his storage ring.

A grand duke of the empire, a nobleman with actual fiefdoms and governing power, actually carries a pot and firewood with him?!
There were even countless spice jars of all sizes.

It's not over yet.

Tables, chairs, and tableware...

Seeing Roland constantly changing his storage ring and emptying all sorts of things that didn't suit his status, Little Grey finally couldn't help but ask, "Why do you put so many unimportant things in your storage ring?!"

Roland didn't stop what he was doing. He rummaged through some frozen and sealed ingredients that he had previously stored in his storage ring, and replied, "Who said it was unimportant? We're using it now, aren't we?"

"But tables and chairs are really unimportant now, and they take up space, so we'll have to make room for them later..."

Little Gray: "Hey! You completely misunderstood my question!"

Unfortunately, Roland didn't seem inclined to answer further; he felt it was more important to continue searching for food.

Little Grey sighed and didn't say anything more. He just kept an eye on the firewood to make sure it didn't go out halfway through... But even if it did go out, it wouldn't matter. He could just light it again.

If all else fails, she thinks Roland will definitely put the spear, which looks like a condensed blazing sun, stuck right next to him under the pot to serve as a fire source.

However, the current situation is still somewhat beyond her expectations.

Just like she didn't know why, she was willing to continue following Roland, and the two chatted as they walked across the boundless grassland.

During that conversation, Xiao Hui confirmed one thing—she really didn't like this guy.

Moreover, there are indeed large gaps in her memory.

It feels different from being with Kalia.

He had indeed lost that feeling of being suppressed, and could once again feel the power of ash flowing within him.

That terrifying power, capable of both manipulating ashes and turning everything to ashes, had never been so clearly perceived or driven by her.

But... I just can't use it on this guy.

It's as if my body is resisting something.

But what exactly is this being called Little Gray here, and what does it represent...? She didn't know.

But she was willing to believe the answer Roland gave.

"Phew, finally found it! I don't know how long ago I bought this salted dried fish, along with two sausages, a piece of salted meat, and some black bread... Looks like I don't need to add any extra seasoning today. But maybe I can add some pepper?"

Roland, whose culinary skills were not particularly outstanding and only reached the level of being edible, had not cooked for himself since the Riscan incident.

After all, what he made could only be considered a meal to maintain vital signs.

Little Grey was taken aback when Roland effortlessly pulled out the ingredients.

This was completely different from the food she had imagined for the nobility.

It's more like the kind of food you'd see in a small village, the kind of food that relatively well-off villagers would eat.

Little Grey was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "Is this all you eat?"

"Be content. It's already quite an achievement to find these things... Oh, by the way, there's also some beef jerky specially made for Kalia. Would you like to try some?"

"Friendly reminder: this stuff is harder than black bread, so it's recommended to soak it in hot soup to soften it before eating."

As he spoke, Roland took out a piece of beef jerky under the starlight of the night.

Thanks to Kalia, he always chooses to stock up on these things, and the ones he has now were a gift from his good senior brother.

After all, Roland had always had a habit of buying this kind of beef jerky, and Aslan thought it was because Roland liked to eat it, so he bought some as a gift at his own expense before coming.

Xiao Hui took the beef jerky, then tapped the edge of the pot with it, half-believing and half-doubting.

When the crisp "bang bang bang" sound rang out, Little Gray's expression immediately fell: "Is this thing really edible?"

"It feels like it could be shot out like an arrow."

Roland didn't say anything, but threw a piece of salted meat into the pot, then looked up at the starry sky and said, "Be content, at least we still have something to eat."

"Although it doesn't taste very good, at least it won't kill you."

"Roland, do you think we can still get out?" Little Grey looked down at the beef jerky in his hand and said, "Do you have a way to get out?"

Roland continued to look up at the sky: "Why are you asking this?"

"...I want to live. I don't want to starve to death after the food runs out."

"Don't worry, I have plenty of food hidden away. As long as you don't eat like you did at the meat soup restaurant, you should be able to last a week."

As Roland spoke, he used his hands to push himself up and stood up, then looked towards the distant horizon of the grassland: "Furthermore, people's senses often cloud their thinking."

"Just like you think this grassland will never end."

"But in reality, we've just been going around in circles."

After he finished speaking, flames made of magic flickered in Roland's palm.

Then, countless runes rose up around the campfire where the two were, forming a circle.

“Every hundred steps I take, I will carve a simple rune as a mark, and each mark is different.”

"I stopped not because I was tired or because it was getting late, but because I encountered the first inscribed rune."

"We're just going in circles."

As Roland spoke, magical energy surged once more, and illusory images began to appear before the two of them: "This is our itinerary for the day."

"Of course, after walking for so long, only a minute or a few minutes may have passed in the outside world."

"The flow of time here is also wrong." "There's a strong sense of unease."

"Time needs changes in the observed objects to confirm its existence. Just like this grassland that lacks anchors, we cannot find a target for comparison, so it is difficult to discover our own predicament."

"Of course, on the other hand, it's very possible that a day here could be a year outside."

"However, once there is a point of reference..."

boom! ! !
Roland activated all the buffs again, and the violent magical fluctuations mixed with the fully powered spell interference and modification impacted the surrounding space.

A faint "World Tree Power" mixed with golden light broke through the confinement of this "world" in an instant.

Everything began to collapse under the influence of this surgical intervention.

The brilliant starry sky, at this moment, is like glass, shattered, chaotic, and then turns into a pile of rubble.

Then came the falling snowflakes.

After the false starry sky shattered, a heavy snow began to fall, and the boundless green grassland began to turn into ashes covering the ground.

This is what the place truly looks like.

After doing all this, Roland used runes to create a shield barrier, enveloping his newly set-up small camp.

Then he looked at the dumbfounded Little Gray.

"Alright, we've found a way out. Let's eat first; we're not short of time."

……

……

The wall of chalk.

After the knock on the door, the Demon King stopped flipping through his diary: "Come in."

"Your Majesty, Lady Cangya, Princess Iluvia, the Papacy's forces, and the Great Sage Erebus have all arrived at the Chalk Wall."

"Okay. I understand." The Demon King nodded, then asked, "Is there anything else?"

Caesar continued, "Miss Cangya and Princess Iluvia wish to meet with you to discuss plans to aid Lord Roland."

“After all, Lord Roland and the other two have been out of contact for half an hour, and they are a little worried.”

The Demon King laughed and then said, "Reassure them."

"It's no use rushing this time."

"Unless the gods themselves descend and send their incarnations to roam the earth."

"Otherwise, this would be a disaster that mortals cannot intervene in."

After hearing the Demon King's words, Caesar cautiously asked, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Should the wording be more tactful?

The Demon King waved his hand: "That's something you should be thinking about."

"By the way, has the Demon King's Court made any moves?"

Caesar nodded slightly: "Enva has already led his troops out."

"The Lich King and the Blood Demon King's Court have also officially raised an army on the front lines and begun to purge their peripheral forces together with the legions dispatched by the Empire."

"The rebel forces have now been completely contained within the territory of the Kingdom of Hetland."

"Miss Neve and Lord Dracula are rapidly removing the effects of mind control."

The Demon King laughed: "Don't those human kings have any objections?"

"...Apart from the two kingdoms adjacent to Gawain, there are still royal family members and a large number of nobles who survived in the Kingdom of Platia."

"The original high-ranking officials of the other three kingdoms have been completely purged."

Caesar's answer was not unexpected by the Demon King, but the Demon King was still puzzled: "Now, even the fog within Enwa's territory has been brought under control."

"Aren't those guys willing to give up the fight yet?"

What exactly are they insisting on?

"Have you made contact with Surte and Mil?"

Caesar shook his head again: "No. Lord Ducuso has a concern that those two may have already been controlled by the secret magic of the Heart-Beating Demon King's Court."

"Otherwise, it would be impossible for us to be completely unreachable."

Upon hearing this, the Demon King's brows furrowed deeply: "Something's not right... Perhaps I've oversimplified things..."

"Caesar, go back and bring over all the meeting materials from when you first talked and formed an alliance with the Heart-Beating Demon King's Court. Also, collect all the records of the Heart-Beating Demon Lord's visits to Enva over the past hundred years."

"Yes!"

Caesar quickly left the room.

Only after Caesar left did the Demon King breathe a sigh of relief, reclining in his chair and looking at the worn-out diary in his hand…

She discovered it in a hidden compartment beneath her own throne in the Covenant Temple, through an extremely coincidental stumble.

She looked at what she had written in her diary, expressing her bewilderment at her teacher's inexplicable instruction to pay attention to an ancient seal, and her lack of regard for the risks involved.

She had blindly believed in her teacher's supernatural powers, convinced that the seal he had set up would never fail, and was puzzled by his instructions, even choosing to forget them in the long years that followed.

Until now...

The Demon Queen sighed. She used to think that as long as there was a meticulous plan and deployment, she could keep everything under control.

But the thoughts and experiences of all living beings are ultimately beyond her complete control.

Whether it's a seal or the strange movements of the Demon King's Court...

Arrogance and overconfidence often lead to unexpected results.

(End of this chapter)