My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

The truth was revealed at this moment, and the doctor walked steadily toward the director.

The doctor, looking at the approaching physician, pursed his lips, unsure of what to do. Roman... was Solomon?

"This, how is this possible? I didn't feel any similar power from him."

The voice of Solomon's wisdom rang out. Upon hearing this, the director's eyes lit up, and she looked at the doctor, her voice filled with expectation, and asked:

"You're lying, right? How could that be? Roman, you're also a mole? How could there be so many moles? Ritsuka, don't you think so?"

"Yes, you must be lying to me. The wisdom of Solomon within me has already told me that you don't possess Solomon's power at all; you can't be him."

?

The director misled me!

Dangerous!

Roman felt as if he had seen a huge word in front of him. "Director, what are you saying? I'll die if you do this!"

He'll be killed, he'll be killed if this continues, especially if he's mistaken for not being Solomon...

I was so close. If I had just gone a little further, just a little further to where the director and the others were, I could have pledged my loyalty to Chaldea once again.

The doctor felt a chill run down his spine, and in his mind, Ebony Maw was already sharpening its knives, ready to strike him.

Faced with this situation, the doctor naturally chose not to sit idly by and wait for death. After thinking for a moment, he explained:

"I, Dr. Roman, had a dream since I was very young: to become the King of Magic."

After a long period of time, I finally grew into the Magic King, receiving ten rings bestowed by the gods and wisdom that stands at the pinnacle of human history.

Solomon's wisdom once became a synonym for describing someone as wise. Do you think I, with such wisdom, would ignore a potential threat?

Infiltrating Chaldea was part of my plan. You have absolutely no chance of seeing through me. My stealth skills are so advanced that very few people in all of humanity can detect them.

You would never imagine that a useless doctor in Chaldea would actually be the enemy leader. I did all this to eliminate Chaldea as an enemy.

Chapter 739: Roman: Olga Marie is just a fake hero I created!

"The three-year period has come to an end; let us now be crowned with the crown."

Just a little closer, just a little closer.

The doctor watched as the director walked unhurriedly toward her, uttering a casual remark that added to the overall elegance of the scene.

At the exact same moment, a curtain of chaos appeared behind the doctor, and a transparent, imaginary crown appeared above his head.

Huh?

The doctor, who felt a foreign object above his head, was slightly startled but did not slow down. The next second, a grayish-white substance detached from the chaotic curtain behind him.

Before the doctor could react, the grayish-white substance surrounding him had already begun to corrode his body.

The gray object materialized into a simple white robe, covering itself over a white coat that was even whiter than the robe itself, and a cross-shaped necklace inexplicably appeared on its chest.

"This power... is incomprehensible."

A sound came from behind him from inside the box. Upon hearing this, the doctor immediately realized that someone must have helped him achieve this extraordinary effect.

Silver patterns floated in front of him, and between the countless patterns were characters that no one but the doctor could see.

After pondering for a moment while looking at the cipher text in front of him, the doctor finally remembered its original meaning. He frowned slightly and tried to decipher it.

"The realm of fantasy will surely descend upon the material world, the future I proclaim will surely unfold into reality, and fictional matter will surely materialize because of my imagination."

The course of history exists according to my will, the fate of all beings unfolds according to my laws, and all phenomena in heaven and earth are within my foresight. Now is the time to complete the final piece of the puzzle to step into the realm of the gods.

With a villainous tone that suggested he had everything under control, the doctor slowly read out the word "area".

Thank you, kind stranger.

As the doctor muttered this to himself, he realized that someone was helping him to disguise himself, making him appear to outsiders as the mastermind behind everything.

"Romani, you..."

The director looked at the doctor with a completely unexpected expression. Who was this guy in front of him, who was full of divinity and had icy cold eyes that showed no emotion whatsoever?

Could it be that the Dr: Roman I knew in the past, the one who worked with me to build Chaldea, was just a disguise from beginning to end?

The doctor had a bad feeling. He had actually felt a little happy when he said those words. He hoped he wouldn't get beaten up when he got close to the director.

So, who exactly is helping me from behind?

Is it the director or Fujimaru Ritsuka? No, judging from her expression, it doesn't seem like it.

Ebony Maw didn't think he would do such a thing. Could it be... that person?

The doctor suddenly thought of the God who had given him revelation when he was Solomon, but in his memory, that God seemed to be very busy. Would He do such a thing?

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I should just keep getting closer to the director.

The doctor looked at the director and spoke in a calm, even tone:

“Olga Marie, I have watched you grow up to become the heir of Animusfia. Your destiny, your thoughts, and your future are all products of my guidance.”

You... you've been nothing but a puppet from beginning to end, a puppet that granted me that power. But the only thing that surprised me is that you actually gained Earth's approval.

Upon hearing this, the director clenched his fists, his eyes filled with sorrow: "Puppet... a puppet? So this is how you see me, Romani Archman!"

No, or perhaps I should call you by another name, Solomon Grandi!

ha?

Who is Solomon Grandi?

The doctor was slightly taken aback when he heard the name the director mentioned, but he did not show any confusion on the surface.

"That's right, Olga Marie was created by me from beginning to end, a fake hero!"

Roman looked at the director and said in a high-spirited tone, while Xia Qing showed an unexpected expression.

He's all high, the doctor's having a blast.

And this line, "A fake hero created by one hand... E-President is actually right next to me?"

Meanwhile, feeling somewhat pleased, the doctor quickened his pace and continued walking towards the director. He had only covered half the distance after talking so much; he definitely needed to pick up the pace.

After walking for a while, remembering that Dr. Ebony Throat was still watching him, he covered his eyes with his left hand and said with a smile:

"By the way, is humanity's hope to burn down the mastermind behind it all? A hero to save the world? A defender of the future of human history?"

Hahaha, stop joking, Olga. From beginning to end, you've only ever been a tool, a tool to help me gain that power.

The time has come, the time has come to offer your strength to me. The power within you will allow me to ascend the ladder to godhood!

In the infinite timelines, fate changes according to my will, but the possibilities shaped by my will have long been fixed.

"You cannot resist, you cannot defy; now accept your predetermined fate, Olga Marie!"

We're totally hyped! We're totally having a blast!

This is truly a case of like father, like son. I think I understand now why Goetia was laughing so wildly with his face covered.

The doctor had only one thought after the man suddenly got excited and said those things: cardiac arrest.

What did I say?

Oh no, this is terrible, I might get beaten up badly.

And also, this... it feels like I'm playing the role of a scumbag who deceives and manipulates the trust of young girls.

Seeing the director's clenched fists and tears welling in his eyes, the doctor felt his life was in danger.

The director was heartbroken. Betrayal, yet another betrayal. After his most trusted friend Rafe betrayed him, this guy Romani had also chosen to betray him.

It turns out that everything about me was planned by Romani from the very beginning. It turns out that everything was under his control. Am I really just a fake hero created by him?

The director, who was indulging in self-pity, closed his eyes as his fists clenched, tears falling to the ground. Today's style was unusually cold.

When the director opened his eyes again, he had already made up his mind.

No, it's not!

I am not some fake hero, I am Olga Marie, the director of Chaldea!

If everything in my past was a fabrication, then I will now use this power to create a brand new future that belongs to me!

The heroic tale written by Romani is coming to an end. Looking at the doctor, who raised his right palm to the sky, he said with unwavering resolve, "The ending of this story is for me to decide!"

Chapter 740: Ro-man-ni!

The morning light bathed the director in a warm glow, and in the next instant, a highly complex spell was completed, followed by dark clouds gathering and a torrential downpour from the sky.

Arcs of electricity could be faintly seen flickering within the clouds, and she softly uttered the relevant incantation while raising her right hand.

In a state of extreme anger, the director felt that his speed of constructing spells had been greatly enhanced, and he felt that his construction speed had reached 1000% of his normal speed.

No, please don't.

Across from the director, the doctor let the raindrops pelt his face. He felt like crying but had no tears left. Had he really screwed himself over?

Director, let me explain!

I was wrong, please don't strike me with lightning!

I'm not pretending anymore. I'll never pretend again. I shouldn't have suddenly become so immature.

The doctor felt my life was over, but at that moment, Ebony Throat's voice came:

"What a magnificent scene! If it weren't for this kind of thunder, even Zeus's thunder probably wouldn't be able to harm His Highness Solomon, who has completely anchored the possibilities of the world."

After the burning of humanity, His Highness Solomon has probably already stepped into the realm beyond the chief gods, into the realm of those supreme gods, hasn't he?

No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

The doctor wanted to retort, thinking he was just an ordinary doctor and why people had such high expectations of him.

Stop spouting nonsense about how Zeus's thunder can't hurt me. If Director's attack actually landed, he'd be turned into charcoal, wouldn't he?

No, it wasn't charcoal. I reckon I wouldn't even leave a corpse behind; I'd be evaporated instantly. That absurd heat is something you can feel even here.

As the doctor gazed at the lightning high in the sky, he began to ponder another question: was it too late for him to surrender now?

"That's right, Zeus's punishment is nothing compared to Solomon, who is about to be truly crowned God."