It wasn't until he left the dream world that Roland could still feel the coolness coming from behind him.

"Are you alright?" Nightingale, who was lying on the desk munching on snacks, saw him wake up, and flew to the chaise longue in an instant, "Is there something wrong over there?"

Seeing the other party's familiar face and concerned expression, the feeling of depression in the alien race instantly dissipated a lot, he let out a long breath and smiled reluctantly, "It's not a problem, it's just that there are some new discoveries." ”

Nightingale looked suspicious, "Really, your face doesn't look bad." As she spoke, she reached out and touched Roland's forehead, "Look...... All sweating. ”

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

"You know I'm not lying, it's just a dream, after all. ”

However, his confidence is not as sufficient as he expected, and the dream world is now becoming more and more complex, or rather, more and more like a real world.

"I don't know. The nightingale pouted.

"Huh?"

"Discerning lies also requires a cast to be effective," she said, "you are now not only the king of the Grey Keep, but also the leader of the ancient witches of Tachiraku and the Maleficent, and even the kingdom of Dawn is willing to listen to you, and your status has surpassed that of a king in the ordinary sense, and the secrets you will only have in the future, if I know everything...... On the contrary, it will be less comfortable. She paused, "You don't like it either...... Doesn't it feel like someone else is seeing through everything?"

Looking at the nightingale who deliberately deviated from his gaze, Roland couldn't help but chuckle, and even the last bit of heaviness was gone.

He could probably guess what was going on in the other person's mind.

Most of the superiors really don't want their subordinates to know too much, and the ambiguous attitude and maintaining the sense of mystery are themselves a kind of imperial art, and those who know too much generally do not end well, regardless of the East or the West. Nightingale must have known that he wouldn't do that, and that was usually the only way to go.

"What's so funny," she said, taking two bites of dried fish, "I was worried about what trouble you were in. ”

"Ahem," Roland retracted his smile and said solemnly, "Indeed, no one likes to see through everything, especially those in power—" He paused deliberately, "but you're not someone else." ”

And he was not a feudal king in the true sense of the word.

It is precisely because he has stood on the long river of history and watched the ups and downs of many dynasties that he knows better what he really wants.

This grand undertaking can only be accomplished by a group of people who truly trust him.

"Huh?" the nightingale froze.

"If you hadn't come to the border town, I guess you would have died at the hands of the maid sent by the third sister. Roland said slowly, "What's more, after waiting for the battle of divine will to start, there will definitely be more crises, and the kingdom will not be monolithic, you still have to be busy - it's all up to this, can I still treat you as an outsider." ”

This era is not without merit, if it is replaced by later generations, his words can only be exchanged for a blank eye at most.

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

Nightingale tilted her head and muttered, "There's nothing I can do to stop you from making a fool of yourself. ”

"Of course you can do it, you can feel the degree of insincerity in a sentence, right? For example, Sancheng's hesitant cover-up, and outright lies. ”

"Well, the magic rewards differently. ”

So, to pretend to be confident when you're uncertain is to deceive yourself – and sometimes it's even more harmful than the latter. At this time, if you remind me, maybe I can undo a big mistake. Roland spread his hands and said, "How is it, now you know how important your duty is, right?"

"In that case," Nightingale said after a moment of silence, "then I'll ask you again, and I'll use the ability this time." ”

Roland made a gesture of please.

"Does it really matter to you?"

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

Roland replied with a smile, "Ah, it's really okay this time." ”

After hearing this, the nightingale was also relieved, "Then what is the new discovery you are talking about?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to announce to all the commanders of the united front—" he got up and walked to his desk, picking up the phone to the Third Frontier City, "I see the devil's memory." ”

......

"That's how it happened," Roland recounted in detail what he had seen and heard in the dream world, but hid the martial arts books and the message on the red note, "Do you guys have any opinions?"

Pasha in the light curtain was the first to speak, "This information is of great significance, Your Majesty. No one has ever been able to go deep into the Devil's City, and you're the first one ever, albeit in a dream. 」

"With these contents alone, you will be able to receive the three seats of the Federation," Elphant said in a rare voice, and his voice was rather agitated, "It turns out that the devil gains his power by fusing magic stones, so many of his previous questions can be answered!"

"That's right, especially when it comes to mastering abilities from magic stones," continued Selene, who has studied magic the most deeply, "Since the mad demon species can undergo such a big change, then we can infer that the high-level demons should have been born through a similar path—as long as they are fused with a certain number of magic stones, they can transform into completely different species, and this change does not come from blood inheritance, but from a sudden change in power. This may also explain why the higher devils have so many different abilities. 」

"I have a question," Tilly, the leader of the Maleficent, asked, "Is there a limit to such enhancements?"

Her words caused a brief silence in the chamber.

It took a while for Selene to reply, "I'm afraid not. 」

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

"It can't be compared," Selene shook her beard, "Do you remember the last words of the underworld? The path of magic is the path of the gods, and one day, we will be like the gods. In other words, there will be no end to growth as long as you continue to improve your mastery and understanding of magic - whether it's for witches, demons, or underworldly civilizations. Fortunately, the road is full of thorns and is not so easy to reach. 」

"On the contrary, the news is good for us. Bloodline birth means steady growth, and the high-level devils that can be saved in four hundred years are definitely a terrifying number," Selene continued, "Thankfully, we know now that they also need to be left to their fate. In addition, from His Majesty's information, it can be concluded that the probability of success of promotion should not be too high, otherwise the devil's reaction at that time would not be so strong. 」

A witch who has fought with the devil all her life, Roland thought to himself, he could analyze so much information from such a scene.

"I'm more worried about that rumor than the new promoter," Pasha said again in a voice that only he could hear, "your findings can be said to have confirmed it in a sense—and I feel very uneasy, why would anyone do such a thing? I always felt that the battle of divine will might not be as simple as we thought. 」

Roland replied with consciousness, "Indeed. But no matter what, those are already facts, and no matter how worried you are, you can't change them, and all you can do is fight to the end. 」

「...... Your will is admirable, Your Majesty. Pasha sighed after a moment, "Despite the peculiarities of your mortal status, the Federation did make a mistake. 」

It wasn't like that at first, he smiled and didn't answer again.

Six days later, the forward units of the First Army officially entered the Devil's watchful eye.

Roland also received a report of the enemy situation from the front.

"Sylvie reports spotting enemy tracks, and a group of dinosaurs flying towards the First Army. The nightingale, holding the listening sigil, relayed.

Let it be a prelude to the battle of the gods, Roland nodded, "Let them go according to plan." ”