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

Chapter 447 The Warden Makes His Move
Roland glanced speechlessly at Little Grey beside him.

"No matter what, this kind of scenery isn't normal, is it? Whose moon is dripping with things?"

"Be careful, I have a feeling something bad is going on here."

As he spoke, Roland pulled out the two pistols tucked into his leg, then removed the magazines and, guess what? They were full of bullets.

However, these bullets were neither the engraved bullets that Roland should have put inside, nor the bullets used by the Imperial military, which were made of magic crystal dust mixed with mithril and steel.

Instead, they were proper "bullets" from Roland's memory, with copper casings and projectiles.

Moreover, when Roland tried to eject the bullets from the magazine and load the few engraved bullets from his pocket, he suddenly discovered that no matter how many bullets he ejected, the magazine was always full.

If one magazine is missing, it will automatically generate another to replace it.

Roland: "..."

Well, at least it's a weapon, isn't it?

Insert the magazine, chamber a round, and release the safety.

Although the ammunition has changed, the rest of the design remains the same.

Ultimately, apart from the different firing mechanism and bullets, the design of firearms in the two worlds is basically the same.

Seeing Roland pull out two extended pistols, one black and one white, that were much longer than normal, Little Grey asked, "Are there any more? Get me one too."

Roland sighed: "That's it. Although I haven't had it for long, I don't use firearms much in my current fighting style."

"Besides, my storage ring isn't working properly right now, so I really have nothing to give you."

However, after thinking it over, Roland still gave the white pistol that his good senior brother had named Gasl to Little Grey.

"Here you go. This one uses smaller caliber bullets and is generally used for auxiliary purposes. The recoil is also less, so you should be able to use it."

After speaking, Roland handed the gun to Little Grey, gave her a brief lesson on how to fire, and then asked her to shoot a shot into the river in front of her.

Sure enough, although I almost lost my footing at first, I was able to fire smoothly and continuously after getting used to it.

Little Grey was very excited to receive his new weapon and kept pouring ammunition into the river.

Roland picked up another black gun, which was called the Jackal by Aslan and was engraved with the Empire's common script.

Roland had never worried about whether he could control the recoil of the gun.

But now he's a little worried.

After all, this gun is a size larger than the white gun. The bullets inside are the same too.

After thinking for a moment, Roland also fired a shot into the river.

"boom!"

Even the gunshots sounded different.

Even the surface of the river was rocked by huge splashes of water.

Roland, on the other hand, had a good experience.

Not only did I not feel any discomfort, but I even thought it was nothing special.

From this perspective, his physical strength was not affected.

In other words, his consciousness was not hijacked.

Instead, the entire person was moved in.

Intending to verify his guess, Roland walked to the railing by the river under Little Grey's curious gaze, right where he had just been holding on.

Then, Roland grasped the railing, flattened the hollow steel pipe railing in one go, and pulled off the welded section of the railing.

Roland's eyes suddenly lit up.

He seemed to have found a loophole in the cage.

If everything truly is a cage built from one's own memories.

There is only one possibility that I am currently unable to use magic, any spells, or even the Primal Runestone, and I cannot even mobilize my mental energy.

That is……

“Spell interference, spell counters... and even the protection of the World Tree…”

If it truly is a cage built from his own memories, then dealing with him using Roland's own methods would be a very easy thing.

It's not even necessary to completely recreate Roland's spell; just extracting the key information points is enough to make Roland believe that he has been affected.

Although the situation was not as simple as deception, Roland had already come up with a way to break the deadlock.

That is the ability to turn one's own actions around.

"Little Grey, let's go."

"Go? Where?"

“I remember there was a stationery store next door. I need some banknotes to work out some things.”

As he spoke, Roland removed the magazine, reconfirmed that the bullets could indeed be generated infinitely, and then looked up at the blood moon.

His intuition told him that the change in the moon couldn't be as simple as just changing its color.

Despite the potential unknown dangers, Roland had no intention of letting his guard down.

But he does need paper money.

I hope this cage can perfectly restore some of my memories.

Whether I'm going to school or working, I often come to this stationery store by the river to buy things.

Moreover, the location is not far from where they are now, about one kilometer away.

Since it's no longer possible to directly reveal the structure of a spell using magic, Roland can only use the most basic method.

Little Grey didn't understand what Roland wanted to do.

But not wanting to lose her right to use the toy, she still started running forward with Roland.

Just as Roland had predicted, the warden would not allow prisoners to find a way to escape so easily.

Even if the prisoners are admitted semi-voluntarily, it is the same.

The sudden nightfall and the blood moon served as a warning, but unfortunately, the prisoner refused to heed it. Without warning, a huge black shadow suddenly leaped from the river. Under the glow of the blood moon, Roland and Little Grey were able to make out its general shape.

A hunched body, twisted webbed feet with sharp claws, and bony fins growing from its back.

This is clearly a sea monster-like being.

Before Roland could fire, the excited Little Grey fired in quick succession, firing six bullets in a short time, all of which hit their targets.

The monster, which had leaped high into the air, was shattered by a large-caliber bullet fired from a white gun named Gasl before it even landed, and fell into the river.

Realizing something was wrong, Roland didn't continue running along the riverbank, but instead took Little Grey and ran towards the road.

But this was just the beginning of a dangerous situation.

Countless fish-man monsters crawled out of the river, and even strange lizards half a person's height began to appear in the grass.

Even with unlimited bullets and huge calibers, Roland and Little Gray were unable to completely deal with the monsters that pounced on them due to the rate of fire limitation of semi-automatic weapons.

In other words, Roland can still control the Holy Sword with his mind to perform the most basic form changes.

After transforming the Holy Sword back into a sword from a glove, Roland, now possessing melee combat skills and without a significant reduction in physical strength, barely managed to withstand the monster's attack. He and Little Gray took turns providing cover as they retreated toward a nearby building.

Fortunately, Roland's memories were restored very well here, and the two soon retreated to a movie theater.

And thanks to the terrain, Roland managed to hold onto the only upward passage.

However, it was clear that he could not continue with his plan as he had intended.

"Little Grey! Go find some paper and pen! Then run to higher ground. Take the gun yourself and protect yourself!"

"how about you!?"

For the first time, Little Grey looked at Roland with a worried and uneasy tone.

Roland cleaved the charging merman monster in two with a single sword strike, then fired several shots from his pistol to repel the attack. He then said, "Don't worry about me, I won't die!"

"If I can't beat them, I'll run away!"

Xiao Hui gritted his teeth, said nothing more, and continued running towards the upper floors of the cinema.

She had never seen such a building before, but instinct and Roland's instructions made her run upwards.

She couldn't find a pen, but she did find plenty of paper.

But it didn't work...

Little Gray was in a hurry. She could hear the gunshots and monster roars behind her getting louder and louder. Roland was constantly retreating, using space to buy time to kill the monster.

But these things seem endless... just like the bullets in a handgun that automatically refill themselves, you can't kill them all no matter how hard you try.

Moreover, they are unaware of fear.

Even though the stairs were piled high with the corpses of their own kind, blocking the doorway, they still charged towards them recklessly.

A strange impulse suddenly rose in her heart.

If... if she could exert even one percent of her strength, she could help the two of them get out of their current predicament.

Roland clearly already had a solution in mind, but he just needed time and ideas to work through it.

It just needs some time...

After only a brief moment of excitement and emotional fluctuation, Xiao Hui suddenly came to her senses.

She began to understand the plans of her other self.

Once she truly intends to use her power to resolve the current troubles and extricate herself and Roland from their predicament and danger.

Then she would...

Little Grey gripped the gun tightly in her hand. Instinctively, she looked up and saw a decorative glass panel right in front of her.

Under the dim light, Little Grey looked at his face, clenching his teeth tightly, as if he had made a difficult decision.

……

"Boom boom boom!!!"

With the jackal's large-caliber bullets, Roland could kill at least three fishmen with each shot, but these slimy monsters seemed endless.

His retreats were not due to the pressure of killing enemies, but because the piles of corpses in front of him made it impossible for him to see the layout and situation of the scene.

Roland now misses his magic terribly.

Even a fireball spell.

With the Fireball spell, you can now use yourself as a grenade; at least one explosion can cover a large area.

This monster is not very strong; it can only be described as slightly stronger than an ordinary person.

They move extremely fast, and their numbers are simply astonishing.

Moreover, Roland, lacking methods of mass destruction, simply couldn't kill a large number of people with one strike.

After all, even the Holy Sword is just an extremely sharp longsword at this moment, with nothing special about it.

Roland's brow furrowed.

Even if Xiao Hui found paper and pen to help him think, he still wouldn't be able to think quietly in the current situation.

We can't let Little Gray hold off these monsters.

Gun firepower alone is not enough to suppress these monsters that are surging in wave after wave.

But the situation changed drastically very quickly.

Ashes, appearing from nowhere, began to appear in the cinema that Roland remembered.

At first, it was just a little, like the small amount of ash produced when burning firewood, but as it progressed... Roland seemed to see the ash storm sweeping outside the Papacy city after the seal went out of control.

Almost instantly, all the merfolk were swallowed by the ashes, and the undead formed from the ashes began to fight back against their own kind.

Roland's pressure was relieved almost instantly.

However, he did not feel any relief whatsoever.

The moment the ashes appeared, Roland immediately turned and ran upstairs as fast as he could.

(End of this chapter)