Early in the morning, the sun shines on the Scallo Grand Set, falling on the narrow streets.

Dusty spots of light cast between the eaves, and people hurriedly walked around, some carrying goods, others setting up stalls, and it was a busy scene.

The air in the market is filled with scents, a mix of fish, spices and rough leather.

Vendors select the freshest fruits and vegetables, display their handicrafts, and shout one after another.

"It's like, you kid, just like little Alice when she grows up......"

An elderly woman sat behind the stall, she was wearing a black coat that had faded in color, and the clothes under the coat looked old, and her eyes glanced at the girl in front of the stall with a little melancholy, and said slowly.

The girl was about sixteen years old, dressed in a long brown dress, with a beautiful face, long silken hair, and eyebrows and eyes that looked very similar to Alice's, like her own sister.

"Do you mean the Holy Maiden? That's a coincidence......"

The girl looked at a small piece of tapestry in her hand, rubbed it a few times, and then slowly put it back on the stall, and smiled at the old woman with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Immediately, her eyes slowly moved sideways, sweeping on Rogers, Alina, and Lufia who fell lightly beside her, and the meaning on her face was much heavier:

"Sages, prophets, princesses, and protagonists who always fall behind at the beginning and only appear at critical moments.

"It's really old-fashioned, after so many years, such a cheesy story hasn't changed much......"

Between emotion, the girl's eyes stared at the silver ring between Rogers' fingers, with an inexplicable meaning in her eyes.

The old woman behind the stall did not notice the arrival of Rogers, and even seemed to forget the presence of the girl, she stretched out her hand to straighten the position of the tapestry, and closed her eyes slightly, as if she could not see the scene in front of her, and continued to wait for the arrival of the customer.

Rogers stared at the person in front of him quietly, and he found that the other party's strength was extremely weak, and he might not even be able to reach the level of the Golden Rank.

But at the same time, the other party gave him a strong sense of disobedience, an indescribable resistance, as if he was a natural instinct of resistance.

Not far from where he was currently standing, was the place where Alice's brother had punched him to death, the beginning of a multitude of fates.

"You don't have to show up for ......"

The grief who was bound to Rogers's side had a hoarse voice, and the eyes behind the mask stared directly at the girl in front of him, and his tone was full of sadness.

"The story is completely out of its tracks, and no amount of correction is pointless, and it has become a reality that the contemporary prophets have locked me in on me, and it is better to just let it happen at this point."

The girl shook her head slightly, and then she looked squarely at Rogers, put her hands behind her back, opened her lips lightly, revealing her white and neat teeth, and said with a bright smile:

"For the first time, my name is Srier, a witch who is supposed to be responsible for destroying the world."

Slye's smile was kind and gentle, and the light in her eyes at Rogers was like a memory, reminiscing about the past years that I don't know how long.

"Why do you want to destroy this world?"

Rogers frowned slightly, and asked a big question that had been hidden deep in his heart with incomprehension.

The final boss he knows is sheltered in an ominous cloud of smoke every time it appears, and with a wave of his hand, it can cause a catastrophe, as if it exists to destroy everything.

As for why the other party wanted to destroy the world and where the power came from, there was no explanation in the plot, and even until this time, Rogers knew that the other party actually had a similar appearance to Alice.

Hearing this, Sriet put her palm in front of her mouth, covered her smiling lips, and let out a light laugh from between her fingers, and then said:

"Destroy the world? If you think about it, don't you think this question is a bit ridiculous?

"Is it true that a world that even the gods cannot reach and influence at will, can it be so easy to say that it will be destroyed?

"This world exists like this, even if the catastrophe gallops between heaven and earth, this world will always exist, and what will destroy is only the world of man, not the world itself."

At this point she paused, put her fingertips on her chin, looked up at the sky, and continued in a slumber tone:

"As for why I want to destroy the world, it's actually very simple, because this is a human wish.

"During the Golden Age, when the gods left the earth, people were terrified, fearful of a world without gods, of a future without protection.

"At a time when various catastrophes were raging, many golden humans began to pray to the world itself, and in this way, a worthy maiden was chosen by an impermanent fate, and the holy woman was born.

Therefore, this so-called saint is not the saint of the world, but the saint of man; The so-called calamity is not the calamity of the world, but the calamity of man.

"The human beings of the Golden Age were strong and simple at the same time, and it was not until a long time later that they discovered that this simple desire was also one and the same.

"When the saint who guards the world is born, the catastrophe of destruction that she wants to fight will also come to the world, and a truth will come to life, that is, only the saint can completely dispel the calamity.

"The endless cycle of reincarnation began, and I appeared at the appointed moment, and the Holy Maiden appeared at the right time, and the cycle continued, and the cycle continued, and the cycle continued......."

Rogers listened, tucked the silver ring into his sleeve pocket, and then he put his fingers in his hair, looked up at the blue and blinding sky, and suddenly felt an inexplicable absurdity.

At this point, he finally figured out some joints that were previously incomprehensible.

Just as the Holy Maiden will follow the path of calamity when she comes to earth, so Srieben should concentrate on her duty to do so.

But her ability to suppress her instincts at this time, and her leisurely wandering around, can only show that the other party is not really responsible for the catastrophe that destroys the world.

"That's why everything related to Alice will keep chasing me, I see, it's really a vulgar story......"

He originally thought that the Shadow Demon of the Bronze Age and the Sadoi of the Silver Age were all punishments after he escaped his fate, but now it seems that there is more than that.

At this point, he also understood why the ascent to the Golden Rank could give such a rich reward.

Perhaps since he grasped the initiative of whether the Holy Maiden could awaken or not, there have been many deviations in the symbol of the person of the destruction of the world, and his subsequent series of actions have continued to establish this fact.

"It's really worthy of being a sage, you know the cause and effect so quickly, although you have become the demon king of the world, you are also my hero, you know, it is really a painful thing to constantly carry out repetitive and meaningless work."

Sriet clasped her fingers together and stretched her back to the sky, preaching in a tone full of ease and pleasure.

"So this guy's goal is to cultivate the world-destroying calamity, and then the holy woman will crusade against it, so that you can be free, and the crusaded calamity can take over you into reincarnation, right?"

Rogers slowly came back to his senses, his eyes looked at the grief on the side, and although there was a slight doubt in his tone, he was generally confirmed to some extent.

"Freedom? Perhaps? But it is more likely to be the end of dissipation, but even if it dissipates, it is also a wish that I have been pursuing for a long time. ”

Slye slowly lowered her hands to the sky and opened up to Rogers with a sincere expression.

As the autumn sun grew, people came and went, noisy hawking, and children pushed past Rogers.

The expected final boss of the hammer blaster, and then the scene pulled in front of Alice did not appear, but a girl who seemed to be relieved, and the huge and absurd truth.

Rogers could clearly feel the occurrence of the incident and the development of the event, but he did not have the slightest sense of reality.

"Are you talking to me so much in exchange for his survival?"

Rogers gathered his thoughts, and swept his eyes to the grief who had been imprisoned by him, and asked slowly.

Slie's choice of the location in the Scarlo Gathering was enough for him to be a little concerned about his surroundings, rather than just meeting him, after all, this place was in the land of the Breed family.

Later, he disclosed so much precious information so frankly, but he was relieved, and Rogers didn't think there was any other purpose.

Seeing the other party's expression, he knew the answer, and then said:

"Say my name."

Slier didn't resist Rogers' request, and with a soft groan, the link was born.

The mourner's body was now surrounded by a rich element of depravity, and a pair of curved horns pierced through the mask on his forehead and slowly grew out.

At this time, he had been forcibly transformed into a devil by Rutgers using his [royal power], and he could summon and manipulate him at any time, and Srier was also marked by his own authority.

After doing all this, he took out the silver ring and rubbed it, and all the words of Slye reached Alice's side without a single point, and I don't know how Alice felt at this time.

I don't know if I will feel ridiculous for this absurd story, or feel nihilistic for the meaninglessness of the mission.

After waving his hand to banish Srie and the Grief from the Brad Collar, Rogus looked back at Alina and Rufia and said softly:

"Let's go back."

……

At night, in the bedroom of Rutgers Palace, the light cast by the crystal chandelier is dim.

Rogers was dressed in thin pajamas, with his hands behind his head, lying quietly on the bed, staring straight at the ceiling, countless thoughts churning in his mind.

Up to this point, Alice had not sent any message, and Rogers had only told him not to worry about the destruction of humanity, and he did not know what to convey to the other party, because he himself had not really entered into the vanity of the truth.

"It's really hateful, obviously there are fiancées lying around, and I'm still thinking about other women in my mind."

Alina reached out and grabbed Rogers' cheek, tugging back and forth a few times, and spoke in a dissatisfied tone.

"How do you know?"

Rogers looked at Alina in surprise, subconsciously suspecting that the other party had awakened the mind-reading bonus, but the prompt box did not pop up any information that he had been subjected to skill exploration.

Alina was stunned when she heard this, and a haze gradually hung over her cheeks, as if it contained a storm that was about to erupt.

Feeling the other party's sharp and cold eyes, Rogers hurriedly coughed a few times, and said with a serious face:

"I've been thinking about my plans for the future, and I seem to know why this world keeps squeezing me out.

"It is a paradox that after the ascension of Olindaru, my essence has been transcended to some extent, but it is impossible to transcend the catastrophe of the world.

"Maybe when I ascend, my body will become a 'shell', and this 'shell' will turn into a catastrophe of destruction by the Holy Maiden.

In this way, everything can be said to make sense, and it can also explain the situation I am feeling at the moment. But in this way, I have to worry about whether Alice can defeat my 'shell', even if it is an imitation of my authority, it is not easy to deal with.

"So we'll have to plan a little bit earlier, and when we get up tomorrow, I'll tell Drake to prepare, for it's hard for sure how long I'll be able to force my stay in this world......"

Rogers's tone was serious, and his demeanor was solemn, as if he was going to do his best for world peace.

Unfortunately, Alina was not distracted by this important topic, and her slightly narrowed eyes and faintly flickering amber eyes became more and more dangerous.

"You see, there is always something above all else, and the safety of the world is in front of us......"

Rogers could faintly glimpse sharp tiger teeth from between Alina's slightly open lips, and his words couldn't help but become much faster.

However, in the next moment, a pain came from his left chest, and the pain made him grin.

After enduring it helplessly for a moment, Alina slowly let go.

"What, do you still want to get revenge?"

She glanced back at Rogers' wistful eyes, a mocking smile on her lips, and a deep disdain in her eyes.

Rogers lowered his eyes and swept over the silk pajamas that Alina was wearing, because of the other party's movements, the loose pajamas were extremely tight, and the slightly full curve on his chest was outlined in the light and shadow.

Then he confirmed that Rufia, who was performing the "divine messenger" duty on the other side at this time, was in a deep sleep, and then his eyes were slightly closed.

As if sensing something, Alina's posture slowly stiffened, and her eyes instantly revealed a deep sense of alertness and vigilance.

Before she could slowly pull her hand back to her chest, Rogers repeated the bad action the other party had just done, and immediately opened his mouth and bit back.

(End of chapter)