Chapter 972: Engaging the Enemy

Even after leaving the dream world, Roland could still feel the coolness coming from his back.

"Are you okay?" Nightingale, who was lying on the desk chewing snacks, saw him wake up and flew to the recliner in a flash, "Is there something wrong over there?"

Seeing the other party's familiar face and concerned expression, the feeling of depression of being among a foreign race instantly dissipated a lot. He took a deep breath and forced a smile and said, "There is no problem, I just made some new discoveries."

Nightingale looked suspicious, "Really? Your face doesn't look that bad." After saying that, she reached out her hand and touched Roland's forehead, "Look... you're all sweating."

Only then did Roland realize that the coolness on his back came from the slightly damp lining.

"You know I didn't lie, it was just a dream after all."

However, his confidence was not as strong as he expected. The dream world is becoming more and more complex, or in other words, more and more like a real world.

"I don't know." Nightingale curled her lips.

"ah?"

"Distinguishing lies also needs to be cast to be effective," she spread her hands and said, "You are not only the King of Graycastle now, but also the leader of the ancient witch Taquila and Maleficent. Even the Kingdom of Dawn is willing to listen to your command. With your status I have surpassed the king in the general sense, and I will only hold more and more secrets in the future. If I knew everything... I would be uncomfortable." She paused, "You don't like... everything is being disclosed. Does it feel like others can see through it?"

Looking at Nightingale who deliberately averted his gaze, Roland couldn't help but chuckle, even the last bit of heaviness disappeared.

He can probably guess what the other person is thinking.

Most superiors really don't want their subordinates to know too much. Ambiguous attitudes and maintaining a sense of mystery are in themselves a kind of imperial art. Regardless of the East or the West, those who know too much will generally not end well. Nightingale must know that he will not do this, so the only way left is usually to distance herself.

"What's so funny?" She took two bites of the dried fish angrily. "It's a shame that I was worried about what kind of trouble you were in."

"Ahem," Roland suppressed his smile and said seriously, "Indeed, no one likes to have everything seen through by others, especially those in power-" He deliberately paused for a moment, "But you are not "others". "

And he is not a feudal king in the true sense.

It is precisely because he has stood on the long river of history and observed the ups and downs of many dynasties that he has a clearer understanding of what he really wants.

This grand undertaking can only be accomplished with a group of people who truly believe in him.

"Eh?" Nightingale couldn't help but froze.

"If you hadn't come to Border Town, I would have died at the hands of the head maid sent by Third Sister." Roland said slowly, "Besides, after the War of Divine Will begins, the kingdom will definitely encounter more crisis situations. It won't be monolithic inside, you still have to be busy - after all this, can I still treat you as an outsider?"

This era is not without its merits. If it were in future generations, his words would at best be met with a blank stare.

"Besides, the most terrible lie is not to deceive others, but to deceive yourself. With you here, at least I don't have to worry about this."

Nightingale tilted her head and muttered, "There is no way I can stop you from deceiving yourself."

"Of course it can be done. Can you feel how insincere a sentence is? For example, 30% of it is hesitant to cover up, and it is a complete lie."

"Well, the feedback of magic power is different."

"So, if you pretend to be confident when you are uncertain, you are deceiving yourself - and sometimes, the former is even more harmful than the latter. At this time, as long as you remind me, maybe it will Maybe you can undo a big mistake." Roland spread his hands and said, "How about it, now you know how important your responsibility is?"

"In that case," Nightingale was silent for a moment before speaking, "then let me ask you again. This time I will use my ability."

Roland made a please gesture.

"Is it really okay with you?"

So, what she wants to be sure of most is her own safety...

Roland smiled and replied, "Ah, it's really no problem this time."

After hearing this, Nightingale felt relieved, "Then what is the new discovery you are talking about?"

"This is exactly what I am going to announce to all the commanders of the United Front -" he stood up and walked to his desk, picking up the phone to the Third Frontier City, "I have seen the devil's memory."

…

"This is what happened," Roland recounted what he saw in the dream world in detail, but hid the message in the martial arts book and the red note, "What do you think?"

Pasha in the light curtain spoke first, "This information is of great significance, Your Majesty. No one has ever been able to go deep into the devil's city and come back alive. You are the first in history - even though it was in a dream." "

"Based on these contents alone, you are enough to gain an interview with the three seats of the Federation." Elsha rarely said anything against him, and his voice sounded quite excited. "It turns out that devils gain power by fusing magic stones. In this way, Many questions I had before have been answered!"

"That's right, especially when it comes to mastering abilities from magic stones," Celine, who has studied magic the most, continued. "Since the mad demon species can undergo such big changes, we can infer that high-level demons should also use similar methods. Born through a certain path - as long as they are fused with a certain number of magic stones, they can transform into completely different species. This change does not come from blood inheritance, but a mutation in power. This can also explain why high-level devils have So many different abilities."

"I have a question," asked Tilly, the leader of Maleficent. "Is there an upper limit to such enhancement?"

Her words caused a brief silence in the conference room.

After a while, Celine replied, "I'm afraid not."

"Are they even stronger than the Extraordinary?" Wendy frowned.

"It can't be compared like that," Celine shook her beard. "Do you still remember the last words left by the underground civilization? The road to magic is the road to the gods. One day, we will be no different from the gods. In other words , as long as you continue to improve your control and understanding of magic, there will be no end to growth - whether it is for witches, devils or underground civilizations. Fortunately, this road is full of thorns and is not that easy to reach. "

"On the contrary, this news is good for us. The birth of blood means stable growth, and the number of high-level devils that can be accumulated in four hundred years is definitely a terrifying number," Celine continued, "Fortunately, we finally know now that they You also need to resign yourself to fate. In addition, from His Majesty’s information, we can conclude that the success rate of promotion should not be too high, otherwise the devil’s reaction at that time would not have been so strong.”

She is worthy of being a witch who has been fighting devils all her life, Roland thought to herself, being able to analyze so much information from such a scene.

"I'm more worried about that rumor than the new initiates," Pasha once again sent a message in a voice that only he could hear. "Your discovery can be said to have confirmed it in a sense—— I feel very uneasy like this, why would someone do such a thing? I always feel that the battle of divine will may not be as simple as we think."

Roland also used his consciousness to reply, "Indeed. But no matter what, those are facts that have already happened. No matter how worried you are, you can't change it. All you can do is fight to the end."

"...Your will is amazing, Your Majesty." Pasha sighed after a while, "Although your mortal status is somewhat special, the Federation did make a mistake."

It wasn't like this from the beginning. He smiled and didn't answer again.

Six days later, the forward troops of the First Army officially entered the devil's surveillance range.

Roland also received enemy reports from the front.

"Sylvie reported that traces of the enemy were found, and a group of terrifying beasts were flying towards the First Army." Nightingale, who was holding the listening talisman, relayed.

Let it be the prelude to the battle of divine will. Roland nodded, "Let them act as planned."

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