"It's beautiful." Rufia looked over at what Rogers had pulled out of his pajama pocket, her eyes full of appreciation.

It was a ring that appeared to be made of sterling silver, with a simple yet elegant design and smooth lines that outlined its beauty.

The surface of the ring is covered with subtle lines, like a meandering river, wandering and circling on the surface of the ring, seemingly chaotic, but secretly combined with an orderly and harmonious structure, forming a simple whole.

"Space Boosters?" Alina also lowered her eyes, because she had been studying space magic with Rogus for the past few days, and she could see the properties of the ring at a glance.

"yes, if I hadn't taken this, Alice would have been following me all the time." Rogers didn't hide much, and responded naturally.

"Ring ......" Alina looked at it with her eyes half-closed, muttered in a low voice, and after a while, she chuckled lightly and said slowly: "It's only this ring, and it's good."

"But she shouldn't have said that it was completely given to you, and she will return it when she returns to St. Herthe, right?

"Otherwise, like the silver medal given to you by Earl Breed, you may have already tried to study it."

Rogers pinched the ring and rubbed it to look at the lines, and after a moment said, "Don't think of me as so snobbish, but when it comes to the silver medal my father gave me, I haven't told him that it's been ruined, and I don't know how he will react when he hears the news......"

As he spoke, he looked sideways at Alina's inexplicable gaze, the tip of his tongue slid over his lips, and the tiger teeth that flickered in it.

"It hurts." Rogers tucked the ring in and admonished in a serious tone, fearing that Alinor would suddenly bite again.

Perhaps because of Rufia's presence, Alina knew that having her friends persuade her not to achieve her goal, so she didn't make any more moves.

The three of them then returned to Rogess's bedroom from the porch, and Rogus and Alina continued to study the magic quietly, and Rufia looked at it for a while, and when she found that she couldn't understand it at all, she simply fell asleep with a pillow on her side.

Over the next two days, Rogers inquired with Alice, who had come to the Earl's Court, and learned that the ring did have a two-way teleportation function, and also learned how to use it.

The only trouble is that you need to notify Alice to activate it first, and then Rutgers can respond before you can actually complete the teleportation.

But a one-time cross-border communication prop, Alice can actually take it out.

This had to make Rogers wonder how much good Alice had scavenged from Vice Principal Avery.

Until the morning of Rutgers's birthday, he stood in the bedroom, looking through the window lattice at the blue sky that was almost immaculately clean, without a trace of clouds, and couldn't help but feel the wonder of time.

It has been so long since I woke up to the memories of my previous life, so many things have happened, but I have an inexplicable feeling of being short-lived.

"Young Master, you really look more and more handsome." Hans stroked the placket in front of Rogers' neckline and praised him sincerely.

Rogers casually thanked and complimented him, while also trying to move his hands and feet.

The gown on his body was far more ornate and cumbersome than usual, but it also meant that his movement was more and more inconvenient.

After dressing, he led Hans to the large hall in the foyer of the mansion.

The walls around the auditorium are covered with paintings and tapestries, and the floor is covered with delicate marble, reflecting the sunlight through the high, narrow windows.

In the spacious space, rows of exquisite round tables and carved chairs are placed, and many visitors are already seated.

Some of them were dressed in ornate gowns, jewels and feathers, exuding luxury; Some were dressed in magic robes and gave congratulatory gifts of magic props or materials; There are also many teenagers and girls dressed up and gathered in a pile.

The vassals of the Brad Domain, the lords of the East, the members of the magical school, and the students of St. Helte all gathered together, all in a clear and harmonious manner.

Rutgers, accompanied by his parents, thanked the visitors one by one, and said all sorts of social rhetoric, until noon, when he uttered a meaningless emotion and thanks, and the party officially began.

"Taking out a ring that is destined to be taken back is really the usual style of the Holy Maiden."

Alina stood at a large round table, looking sideways at Alice, teasing in an uncertain sense.

She was wearing a plain white dress, her smooth hair was carefully curled, and she wore a chrysoberyl necklace around her neck, lining Katsuyuki's skin.

"Things are always going to change, and I can send them a few more times in the future." Alice smiled and looked at Alina, her words unhurried.

She gently stroked the long linen hair that fell over her shoulders, and the simple beige dress on her body showed a characteristic sense of softness with her movements.

Rogers was standing beside the two of them, listening to the constant bickering, picking up the pieces of fruit from Rufia's plate with a fork.

"Did you ask for this outfit yourself?"

He looked at the simple clothes on Rufia's body and asked curiously.

The other party wore a loose blouse and a simple dress lined with lilac, which was completely different from the gorgeous and cumbersome attire of ordinary nobles.

"Yes, your dress is so uncomfortable to look at." Rufia said with her mouth full of melons and fruits, her cheeks bulging like a little hamster.

"Indeed." Rogers replied with a sassy jaw.

may be the reason for getting along with each other every day, but at this time, Lufia changed into an outfit that she didn't know how to wear, and he realized that the other party, who originally looked like a tomboy, actually had a bit of a girlish atmosphere.

However, with the slightly layered soft blonde hair, it still has a slightly sassy feeling.

This party is said to be Rutgers's birthday, but many nobles in the East seem to have formed a group to discuss and socialize in this name.

In addition to the initial greetings, they gathered around the Earl and Count Breed, the Earl and the Counts of Derwin, and the Prince and his wife and began a whispered discussion that seemed to be endless.

St. Herthe's students also mostly gathered to play, and only occasionally came together to congratulate Rogers again.

As for the school of magic, it's a bit rude to discuss academic issues with the protagonist on his birthday.

Rogers was so happy that as night fell, he looked at the people beside him, and when Alice, Alina, and Rufia left the auditorium together, they went straight to the place where the second prince was sitting in the corner.

"Happy birthday."

Leus was still wrapped in his sacrificial robes, and his gaze at Rogus was blank, and he congratulated again with a wooden voice.

"Why are you so unmotivated, do you want to go to the bathroom together?" Rogers took Leus by the shoulder and invited him warmly, "In the world, young people with good relationships will go to the bathroom together." ”

"Huh?" There was a hint of confusion in Lius's dull eyes, obviously surprised by this activity: "But I don't have an idea right now......"

"Let's go, let's go." Rogers pulled Leus up and told Hans that if anyone was looking for him, he should go to the bathroom.

When he thinks about the crown-wearing ceremony these days, he always feels that he can't just run over to receive the miracle and sneak back, and it is best to get an alibi, just in case there is an investigation.

The words of the priest to Leus, as a god-servant, are more reliable than those of the saints, and it would be even more perfect if they could have two witnesses at the same time.

As for the candidate to pretend to be Rogers, he immediately thought of the Shadow Demon.

Unless there is a great mage-level existence and a person who accompanies him on a daily basis, it is impossible for ordinary people to quickly detect the difference between the Shadow Demon and himself, which can be used to fool Lius.

"If you don't want to go to the bathroom, wait until I get a Rutgers board to play with two, and you're here, don't move around."

After pulling the other party to the corridor in front of his bedroom, Rogers quickly entered the room with a word of advice, leaving Leus sitting on the sofa in the corridor with a confused face.

As soon as he pushed the door in, he saw the Shadow Demon hiding behind Alice with a guarded and aggrieved face, and Alina, who had a gloomy face.

"And that guy! He also abuses me a lot! Every now and then, you'll hit me with the witch Elina! The Shadow Demon's voice was filled with weeping and grievance, and it kept complaining as it wiped tears from its azure magical robes.

The immature face that looked like Alice's childhood revealed deep pain and helplessness, and her slightly trembling body seemed to carry unspeakable pain.

Alice crouched in distress and hugged the Shadow Demon tightly in her arms, her face was deeply caring, and her hand gently caressed the Shadow Demon's back, trying to convey peace and relief to it.

"Alice, it's okay for you to let me follow you, whatever I want to do, just save me from Rogers and Alina's hands, please......"

Shadow Demon's tears poured down like rain, soaking its cheeks and dripping down its chin.

Her lips were wide open, and she was choked as she spoke, calling for Alice's sympathy with all her might.

"I'm sorry, I tried to ask for you......" Alice frowned, gently wiping away the tears from Shadow Demon's face, her words full of helplessness.

She and Rogers had a bet fight during the freshman competition, but not only was the point gap huge, but in the end, Rogus was left alone to face the spirit of the game.

The important demand that is owed so far that does not violate the bottom line, Rogers has not yet asked her to pay it back, let alone ask for the Shadow Demon.

"You've tried to usurp Rogers in the past, and it's good that we didn't just uproot you." Alina reprimanded in a cold voice, her tone flat and resolute, her voice full of intolerability.

Facing Alina's fierce and cold eyes, the Shadow Demon hid directly behind Alice, holding the corners of Alice's clothes tightly with both hands, and said timidly but confidently:

"If it weren't for Rogers, who pretended to be in pain and asked me to usurp him, I wouldn't have acted at all!

"I asked him repeatedly if he was sure he wanted to, and all he gave me was that he was ready to die, and I later realized that he was planning against me!

"And even in the process of usurping him, I tried my best to give him the dream he wanted, and he fulfilled his long-cherished wish in the dream, and completed the life of being together with Alice.

"If it weren't for the fact that I consumed most of my own strength in order to accomplish this, I would definitely have been able to run away before those two professors noticed!"

When Rogers saw Alina, who seemed to be about to explode, he sighed and came to a few people, his eyes went straight to the Shadow Demon, and his tone was quite kind: "Now the business is important, you should also understand what you are going to do from Alina, can you wait until the matter is done before making trouble?" ”

He hoped that the Shadow Demon would listen to the persuasion, otherwise he would have to use the contract to enforce it, after all, there was not much time to consume at the moment.

Hearing this, Alice also persuaded the Shadow Demon, but fortunately, the other party still knew the severity and nodded at Alice obediently.

"Okay, then go out and play chess with Leus in my guise, and try to keep him as long as possible." Rogus walked to the side of the couch, avoiding the view of the door, and pulled out the teleportation rune from Melusie's bosom.

Alice, as a saint, has the ability to distinguish between fiction and reality, and she can testify to Rogers's true identity, and she is not afraid of being used to make trouble with shadow demons and the like afterwards.

During this period, there is the double insurance brought by Alice's [Intuition Bonus] and Alina's [Prophetic Bonus], and it shouldn't be a problem to fool one Leus.

Alice didn't ask too much about what Rogus was going to do, just silently supporting Rogers' decision just like the last time Rogus was able to attract the attention of the gods of the bottomless pit.

Before going out with the Shadow Demon who had transformed into Roggas, Alice handed Rogus two small transparent beads, crushed the first one to remind Rogus that he was about to return, and asked Alice to find a place where no one was ready to respond in advance, and the second one to immediately start the teleportation.

"It's so hard to get a miracle......"

Rogus sighed, then grabbed two orbs and rings in his left hand, and his right hand poured magic into the teleportation rune, which then vibrated and buzzed slightly.

In an instant, the scene around him shifted, until a deep purple sky covered with twisted runes and lines came into Rogers' eyes.

However, unlike the eerie canopy, the high platform he was on at this moment looked extremely solemn and ancient, surrounded by tall and magnificent milky white stone pillars, on which were carved with frescoes full of epic feeling.

Around the high platform, there are also layers of downward high platforms, and each layer of steps is decorated with fine patterns or carvings.

The cheers exploded like thunder, like the sound of thousands of galloping horses filling every corner of this space.

Successive praises came from around the steps, and it was a vast sea of people.

They were all dressed in elaborate robes of various colors, and wore strange masks made of obsidian with two horns on their heads.

"Glory and blessings! The Son wears a crown!! ”

As a hoarse old man's cry resounded through the sky, the crowd repeated the deafening words.

Heavy smoke burst out of the void, and the strong smell of sulfur instantly penetrated Rogers' nostrils, and the air seemed to become dense and suffocating.

Twisted and wriggling runes and magic lines loomed in the smoke, exuding an extremely ominous atmosphere.

But the strong smell of sulfur didn't cause him any discomfort, and the smoke didn't make his eyes feel strange, everything was so natural and harmonious, as if he had been born to adapt to it.

[Inform! The gods of the bottomless pit cast their gaze upon you. 】

The moment the prompt box popped up, the voices of the cultists under the high stage became more and more crazy.

Some of the cultists tore open their robes and hammered their chests hard, making a sound like a drum between the shattering bones and the blood splattering.

Some of the cultists fell to their knees, chanting blasphemous words, their heads slamming into the ground again and again, shattering the obsidian masks.

Some of the congregants took out torches and lit themselves, and the hymns of the bottomless pit overlapped with screams, and continued to emit piercing praises.

Some believers took out all kinds of sharp or spiky props and began a masochistic dance full of blood.

More and more indescribable acts and rituals emerged, and the blasphemous runes that floated and fluttered in the smoke became more and more clearly highlighted along with various prayers and hymns.

Rogers' gaze quickly moved away from the crowded, treacherous, and spicy-eyed scene of the demons.

[The gods say they want you to sit on the throne behind you at this moment.] 】

Seeing this reminder, he turned his head to look, only to find that there was a dark purple stone seat behind him, with no lines on the stone seat, only a backrest and armrests.

As Rogus sat down, the runes in the space converged like a flock of birds into a huge vortex that surrounded his head.

It wasn't until the cold stone handrails were touched that it brought a little sense of reality to the moment.

As time passed, Rogers felt an incomparably powerful force gradually pouring out of his body.

His heart beat harder, his blood flowed faster, and every place seemed to be infused with a trace of magical power, as if endless energy was tumbling in his body.

As if he could do anything, the confidence that could tear the earth apart with a wave of his hand erupted, making his breathing a little heavier.

Black and red streamers gathered above Rogers' head, forming a fleeting aura.

Illusory horns and thorns protrude from the aura, coiling and condensing into the shape of an archic crown that depicts an indescribably twisted order, floating silently above Rogers' head.

He suppressed the surging power of his mind and crushed a transparent orb in his hand.

At this moment, a strong light burst out in the sky, and the countless lines on the horizon quickly dissolved like snowflakes meeting fire, and the purple canopy also cracked into several pitch-black cracks in an instant.

"The Pantheon is here! Son-sama, run!! ”

It was still the shout of the hoarse old man, and countless magical lights that showed transmission under the high platform lit up, and Rogers did not hesitate to quickly crush the second orb.

The glow of the blazing prairie swept in quickly, and wailing and scolding became the main theme of the place.

(End of chapter)