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

Chapter 442 Girl and Boy

long long ago.

Long ago, in the northern part of the continent, only the area near Enwa, where the demons lived, was covered in ice and snow. On the northwest strait, there was a quiet village.

As far as the eye can see, there are pastures where cattle and sheep graze, towering windmills, and a large expanse of farmland planted with wheat.

This place is a collection of almost everything beautiful.

The villagers living here are also warm and friendly.

Even the gods bestowed their blessings upon this place.

The power of the earth and the goddess of fertility makes this place spring-like all year round, and crops can be guaranteed to have a bumper harvest every year, with output far exceeding the capacity of seeds.

The cattle and sheep here are also free from disease, and the pastures seem to be forever lush and green.

The village priest was skilled in magic. Although he could not kill the monsters that invaded the village at night, he could create barriers to protect the villagers, crops, and livestock.

Safe, rich, beautiful, remote, and peaceful.

Even the most ambitious city-states and the most greedy nobles never considered extending their reach to the villages on the northwestern edge of this continent.

In this very village lived two children with the same hair color.

The boy had beautiful lake-green eyes and a handsome face, and the sunny smile on his face seemed never to disappear.

Even if he was just an orphan, a child who suddenly appeared on the edge of the village and was then adopted by an ordinary farmer in the village, it would be the same.

No one here dislikes him.

The girl with the same gray hair was completely different. Despite sharing the same background as the boy, she received entirely different treatment.

Because her eyes were also gray, without any light, and even looked somewhat eerie.

There was no smile on her face; she was like a block of ice, devoid of any life.

Even her striking features and appearance couldn't change the villagers' opinion of her.

Freaks, monsters, sources of misfortune and calamity.

Therefore, she was not adopted by any family. The villagers here may not be as friendly and simple as one might imagine.

But the priest still allowed him to live in the village and prepared a slightly dilapidated house for him, which was perfectly adequate to shelter him from the wind and rain. He even raised him himself until he was sixteen years old.

With the boy's help, the girl also used her actions to help the villagers overcome their prejudice against her.

So far, it's all a beautiful story.

There are no bad guys in this story. Even the villagers who were prejudiced against the girl at the beginning changed their minds in the end.

The girl and the boy both settled into the village, falling in love with each other.

Perhaps in two years, or even now, they will get married, live in the village, have children, and live an ordinary yet beautiful life.

They work in the early morning and sit on the sea cliffs at the edge of the village at dusk, gazing at the sunset over the sea.

Finally, at the sound of the priest's alarm bell, before the barrier rose, they fled back to the village as if escaping.

Unfortunately……

Backfired.

The village was eventually swallowed up by ashes.

The blessing of the Earth Goddess could not save the village.

The whole thing started because the priest activated the barrier a few minutes later than usual so that the girl could return home late.

Monsters stormed into the village, and the boy fought desperately, sustaining serious injuries.

Then ashes engulfed everything...

The boy miraculously survived, but all his relatives and friends from his hometown where he grew up perished in the disaster.

The boy didn't cry; he simply and silently retrieved the villagers' bodies from the ashes and buried them.

However, he did not find the girl's body.

So the boy embarked on a journey, leaving behind his hometown, which he thought he would never be able to leave in his life.

The boy experienced a lot.

Along the way, through battles with monsters, he became self-taught and mastered decent swordsmanship and fighting skills.

On the way, he was fortunate enough to find a record of rune magic next to the corpse of a mage. It did not contain any magic, but only the deceased mage's insights on learning rune magic.

But he taught himself through this poorly written diary of a magician, and then became self-taught.

The boy realized his talent and thought he could do more, find the girl sooner, and prevent the disaster in his hometown from happening again.

He embarked on a journey once again, but this time, his simple goal was accompanied by other desires.

In the forest outside the city-state of Cairolens, he discovered the ruins of a dragon civilization and rescued a generous mercenary leader who called himself Kanthesas.

This generous mercenary accompanied the boy for a long time.

It wasn't until the mercenary accompanied the boy to establish humanity's first empire and was about to part ways that the boy learned of the mercenary's identity.

A powerful dragon revealed the boy's true name—Sinus.

At that moment, the boy glimpsed his destiny and then smiled as he said goodbye to the other person.

Even after establishing a vast country, the boy still couldn't find the girl.

Many years have passed, and one day at sunset, the boy suddenly became aware of his abnormality.

I don't know when it started, but he stopped getting older.

He was happy about this.

At least... if she's still alive, she should still be able to recognize me by my appearance, right? At least, if she's within the Empire, she'll definitely know where I am, right?
The boy thought this way until fate finally led him to meet the girl.

……

……

The story ends abruptly.

Roland slowly opened his eyes.

When Sinos appeared, he finally confirmed whose life he had just witnessed.

For Roland, the memory replay just now was a rather long process.

It felt so long... that it seemed like I had actually lived through that period of my life.

But in the end, he was just an observer, someone watching a story unfold.

But he never expected the story to end this way.

Especially the female lead...

Thinking of this, Roland looked around.

I wasn't teleported to any strange place. Judging from the architectural style, this is indeed the Holy See's Temple of the Vault.

He didn't see Little Grey, nor did he see Kalia or Suren, who might have followed him in.

In the empty corridor, there was only Roland and the portraits of past saints and sages of the Papacy hanging on the walls on both sides.

Roland took a deep breath and instantly entered battle mode.

He held the Dawn of Destruction in his hand, and the Holy Sword completely liquefied, turning into a liquid metal sphere shimmering with a strange light, which floated beside him.

Multiple blazing spears flew on the outermost edge, guarding against any potential dangers.

Then, Roland began to sprint and flash towards the end of the corridor.

Unsurprisingly, this corridor, which appeared to be no more than a hundred meters long, began to extend backward as Roland continued to move forward.

Then Roland stopped. He knew he was trapped.

The space itself did not undergo any structural changes, or rather, this space possessed such characteristics from the time it was created.

As Roland took a deep breath and began to condense the spell of the Spear of Boundaries in his hand to forcibly blast the space apart, a writhing shadow rapidly appeared beneath his feet and instantly pulled Roland into the shadow.

As soon as Roland entered the familiar shadows, he was sent flying by a rocket headbutt.

Although Roland had guessed who it was the moment the shadow appeared, he really hadn't expected Kalia to react so strongly.

They skipped the verbal abuse stage and escalated directly to personal attacks.

Fortunately, the kind-hearted Suren helped catch Roland, who was sent flying, and remarked, "This shadow is really spacious, it seems to have no boundaries."

"Ahem... Is this the time to talk about this?"

Roland, who was somewhat jolted awake, coughed twice and for the first time gained a clear understanding of Kalia's increased strength.

This slam was no less severe than the blow that unfortunate bishop Eka had given him when he slammed himself against the rock face.

Is this what numerical beauty is?
The sheer force of a mage's physical impact could knock out even himself, who was using a magic circuit, a body enhancement spell, and an extended version of the Bloodstained Armor.

If it hit an ordinary person or a mage of average build, wouldn't it just split them in two?

Roland rubbed his chest while observing Kalia's expression as she stood up.

Hmm... she still seems a little unhappy; she hasn't completely calmed down.

Sure enough, the first thing Kalia did after getting up was to walk up to Roland and grab his shirt collar: "This is the last time, Roland! This is really the last time!"

Kalia's tone was somewhat agitated, but she quickly calmed down and then revealed a somewhat dangerous and subtle smile.

"If next time... you dare to leave me like this and run straight to danger, then I'll... hehe, hehehe... hehe..."

To be honest, when Kalia suddenly lowered her head and started chuckling, Roland had a real sense of foreboding.

He discovered that Kalia was not truly unaffected by the power within her body.

At least Roland felt that Kalia was quite dangerous in some ways.

It seems to be starting to shift in a somewhat subtle direction.

Before Roland could even swear an oath or admit his mistake, Suren pointed to a somewhat subtle vortex appearing in the shadow and said, "Um, Miss Kalia, is this also something that appears in your shadow? It seems a bit unstable. Is it alright?"

Upon hearing this, Kalia released her grip on Roland's collar and walked to the edge of the delicate vortex that Suren had mentioned.

"Ah, this. This is a seal I cast. A sealing technique I learned from the old woman."

"After all, my power is dangerous. Although I am unaffected by it myself, it can cause quite a bit of trouble if I don't control it properly."

"I'm currently learning to control my power little by little. In another year or two, I should be able to adapt to it."

"Right now, I think it's still..."

Roland suddenly interjected, "Can you break the seal, Leah? And once you break it, can you seal it again?"

"Yes, I can. What do you want to do?" Kalia began to get excited as she sensed that Roland seemed to be planning something big.

The restless, mischievous impulses, perhaps driven by the power of the evil god, made Kalia seem somewhat unable to contain herself.

Roland laughed; "Only power of equal caliber can counter the corruption of an extraterrestrial enemy..."

"In that case, it's time for you to show your supernatural powers, Elder Ka."

"Although I originally thought that your role would not be played here, I am still completely clueless about the sealed area."

"Why not make a big fuss?"

(End of this chapter)