Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Roland calmly looked at the sky which had become much clearer.

When the demons actively displayed their might, their power spontaneously squeezed out the surrounding phases.

Although it cannot be said that the sticky and troublesome phase sparks that were like a quagmire have been eradicated, but compared to the distorted scene of countless overlapping phase worlds before, this overlap of only a few layers can only be regarded as fancy at most, and it looks much more pleasing to the eye.

With this in mind, Roland calmly observed the figures in his field of vision, and matched them one by one with the descriptions in the intelligence through the brilliant and bright torch-like phases behind them.

The young man with light hair and a naked upper body was covered in war paint tattoos. His left arm was a silver prosthesis. In the gap between the shiny silver wrist and shoulder, there were dense insects crawling around.

This conspicuous feature allowed Roland to know the other person's identity without even looking at the phase behind him.

In Celtic mythology, to which Scathach, with whom he has a close relationship, belongs, Nuada is the first god-king.

Although it may not be known by name, the Silver Hand has been mentioned in many stories due to its trendiness.

In Veleslana's original world, there was a godslayer who relied on this power to dominate the world.

In the Type-Moon world, an important factor in the formation of the sixth singularity in the Sacred Round Table domain was that Bedivere used the concept of divine weapons to forcibly retain the holy sword Excailbur, which should have returned to history.

On Nuada's left is a man with dark skin, hair tied in a Central American style, and a similar outfit to him, with a strange prosthetic leg embedded in a huge round mirror.

Considering Othinus's one eye, one can't help but wonder whether this style of missing limbs is the norm in the ritual of becoming a demon god.

But when Roland saw the figure on Nuada's right, he instantly let go of this subtle thought.

Because that figure is truly a shadow.

It looked like a stick figure drawn with black crayon, although the demon's vision allowed Roland to realize that it was not an illusion, but just a twisted and sticky body like a shadow.

But when I saw more details, that crazy and incomprehensible invisible thing came over me at the same time.

It can be seen that this state that is difficult to recognize is exactly the other party's path.

Including the deceased abbot, the first empress who showed up, and the fellow who was fighting with Othinus, there were more than a handful of demons in the world.

Although according to the information obtained by Aleister's own adventures, there may still be demons that have not appeared as part of the True Gremlin's plan, but with such a large number, it is not an exaggeration to say that they have come out in full force.

But even though he was aware of the danger of the current environment, Roland quickly retracted his gaze after scanning the figures around him.

Compared with these demons who were still watching, the woman who had already unreservedly pressed her soft breasts against his arms was obviously the focus.

After all, not everyone would dare to approach Roland unscrupulously when he had just clearly killed one of his kind.

The soft silver hair has a gorgeous luster like the sun.

Human pigments could never create eyes that changed color slightly under the light, like stained glass.

Her facial features were delicate, and even the corners of her eyes held a seductive smile, which the thin bandage could not conceal at all, but instead highlighted her seductive and enchanting figure.

But what is revealed from this beauty that could bring disaster to the country and the people is an adorable desire to protect.

Not to mention men, even women would probably find it hard to feel bad about it.

Nephthys.

As the mourner who cries at the funeral of God, she is extremely prone to emotion and can make others feel the same through resonance, thus causing a mental interference effect that even the devil cannot resist.

"Don't you want to have some?"

So, when this soft and charming voice sounded in his ears, Roland inevitably turned his head.

Then--

"Please forgive me for refusing."

With a cold tone, he rejected without hesitation the invitation that would make every man feel restless.

"The connection between Christianity and Egyptian mythology is indeed very deep, but for you and me who have already achieved enlightenment, this relationship is at most a distant relative."

"You want to be able to accurately kill the demon god just by relying on the benefits of breasts. Don't you think you are dreaming too much?"

An Angel Came to Me could make for a heartwarming and entertaining story.

But if the devil comes to me with good intentions or bad intentions, it will only lead to an unavoidable tragic ending.

It was only after Othinus, who had not yet given up, caused so many problems that Roland was able to open up to him and become his companion in life and death.

These demons, who are tired of destroying the world itself, have long reached a hopeless state mentally.

Nephthys's intimate action was just a spur-of-the-moment decision made out of curiosity and a little bit of provocation.

What she was referring to was not the literal meaning, but the truth represented by Roland's bonus subject of magnetic field rotation, which was the killing blow that could annihilate the divided demon god.

"Ah, I thought as long as it was the breasts, it would be fine." Nephthys put her index finger on her slender chin with a distressed expression.

"According to the book, shouldn't adolescent boys be completely defenseless against a big sister who comes to their doorstep?"

"Although I am somewhat concerned about what books you have read, but considering the age difference between us, I will not dwell on the term 'big sister' for the time being."

The corners of Roland's mouth twitched slightly, but he soon caught up with Nephthys's train of thought and fought back with increasingly excessive words.

"But for me, to reach the level of being completely defenseless, having sex with me is a basic requirement. After all, I am a person who is very loyal to my desires."

"That's pretty easy to see."

Nephthys removed her fingertips from her chin, calmly held down Roland's restless hand, and continued.

"I am a little envious of you for being able to maintain such reasonable desires even after becoming a demon god."

"However, it's more than enough to just make a good impression. Although Her Majesty feels that given the conflict between us, it would be more in line with expectations to just step on the other person instead of being polite."

"Nephthys!"

The empress, who was inexplicably dissed, put her hands on her hips and glared at the chocolate-colored devil.

"You are so impatient. Since this is the only possible conversation, I want to make more use of it. Forget it, let's talk about the rest later when there is a chance."

Seeing this, Nephthys shrugged helplessly.

"Let's get to the point... Roland, we're here to negotiate terms."

Tian Gang's words made Roland's mouth curl up unconsciously.

"at this time?"

"It's better to say that it can only be at this time."

Nephthys smiled gracefully and said, "Although I have always firmly stood on the side of a peaceful solution, I also understand that I am in the minority in Gremlin."

Among the demons, when it comes to indecision, no one can compare to Nephthys.

Even the most free-spirited empresses who come from Taoism are like this, so they can become friends among their own demons.

This kind of character is not only brought about by her divine nature as a mourner.

More importantly, it was because of the ritual she followed to become a demon god. Unlike other "individual" demon gods, Nephthys was a new life formed by the gathering of thousands of servants who were buried in the pyramids with the kings.

This allows her to retain some of her human empathy to a large extent. As long as the situation is right, she can even take the initiative to become an enemy of other demons for the sake of mortals.

After discovering Roland's hope, Nephthys planned to achieve the result through negotiation rather than war as much as possible.

When Roland hadn't become a demon god yet, he already had the ability to treat all the demon gods as imaginary enemies and successfully trap them, which made the girl have high expectations for his potential.

That's why Nephthys took the initiative to take the Queen out for a stroll when she knew that the monk was going to cause trouble, to prevent him from getting involved, hoping that Roland would show more surprises, so that other demons would also be moved and strive for this opportunity to negotiate.

"But even I didn't expect it to be such a bombshell as the death of the demon god."

Nephthys said with a chuckle.

"Although the death of the monk scared me a little, from another perspective, the only problem that would affect this negotiation has been resolved."

"You should be able to sense it, right? He doesn't represent the overall will of the genuine troublemakers. On the contrary, because his obsession is too strong, we are a bit bothered by him."

"It's not because of the desire to save all living beings. In any case, almost all demon gods have expected this. However, being in a polytheistic religion without the two gears of name and responsibility has caused him to be too distorted."

Because the monk was a very young demon god in Gremlin and had no friendship with her at all, Nephthys said it quite bluntly.

"Unlike us who reach the end first and then have problems, the monk's end is his problem... Therefore, it is impossible to convince him."

"Just as words cannot dissuade a king who is proud of his nakedness and thinks he is wearing new clothes."

"Ahahaha! Nephthys, is it not convincing at all when you are naked and wrapped in bandages?"

The empress, who was listening on the side, held her petite belly with her loose sleeves and laughed so hard that tears came out of her eyes.

...You have no reason to laugh at her since she's not even wearing underwear.

Roland closed his eyes and looked at the smooth thighs exposed from the side of the slit of the Empress' cheongsam.

There was no trace of cloth on that bloodless skin either.

But having said that, with the Demon God's ability to process information, Roland also understood the purpose of this group of troublemakers.

“So, your demands are not a ticket to the outside world?”

Roland looked at the silent demons around him with interest and said.

"If we can get it, that would be great. No one would refuse the new light that blooms at the end of the road."

Nephthys naturally acknowledged the demons' desires.

"But with Gremlin's presence, I have learned to compromise to some extent."

"In the final analysis, due to the lack of information, we have no idea whether your ticket is unique or how many demons you can take with you."

“Considering that the number of demons may not be proportional to the number of tickets, everyone will definitely fight again by then. After all, we are not companions, and Gremlin is just a joint platform established for mutual communication.

So, from the beginning, we were prepared that we wouldn’t be able to leave.”

Roland raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Although he had guessed this possibility, because he knew very well what kind of existence the demons were, he knew how difficult this choice was.

Such performance also made Nephthys reveal a hint of pride in her eyes.

"After realizing that you have the technology to transform the world, we have reached a new consensus. When you show a power greater than the cost of war, Gremlin can give up the ticket and choose the minimum condition."

"Guaranteed conditions?"

"That's right," Nephthys retracted her charming smile and turned serious. "We can let you be free without any interference, and even help you pack up your current world so that you can leave with everything you have built and the people you care about."

"But in exchange..."

"let me guess,"

Roland smiled and said, "I want to help you transform this world?"

"Yes, just like your magnetic field universe."

"Its mass has increased significantly, and it can withstand more force. For safety reasons, we have to send more individuals to actively invade the interior, but this helpless thing also gave us inspiration."

Nefertiti admitted this without hesitation.

"The Demon God is an existence that has exhausted almost all the unknowns in the world, so we cannot shake it. But you are different. The unknown from other worlds can become a new weight and benchmark just like Fantasy Breaker."

"Whether it's the rotation of the magnetic field or the magic in fantasy novels, as long as it can match the scale of the gods, it doesn't matter how the formed world will be transformed by the unknown."

Thinking of this future, a hint of fanaticism appeared in Nephthys' pupils.

This emotion was fleeting, but Roland still noticed it.

"It can be closed like a wheel, or twisted like a Möbius strip. We want a framework that can accommodate us without being restricted."

"This is the final condition. No matter if it takes trillions of reincarnations, or even longer than this, we will still negotiate this condition with you."

Many demons who hold infinity are willing to compromise for one person.

Without even thinking about it, Roland fully understood the value of this condition.

He left with everything he had built, leaving behind only a more solid empty shell as the devil's playground.

No need to take any risk, no need to pay any price, everything is at your fingertips.

No one in their right mind would refuse this gift.

Roland also affirmed the sincerity of the demons and raised his head slightly.

"In principle, I have no objection."

This made Nephthys' smile even more gentle, and she was even so moved that her eyes were filled with moving tears.

Trapped by obsession due to infinite emptiness, the demons who only care about the present and not the future certainly have flaws.

But isn't it the same for people who are ignited by the fire of desire?

"So, Roland...what's your final answer?"

Nephthys' tone was ambiguous and gentle, but every word she said was filled with a determination as strong as steel.

——The answer to whether the world will end is right now.

"Needless to say, this is indeed a very tempting offer."

Roland showed a serious expression.

"But—I refuse."

"That's what I told you. Only an idiot would not agree to such a condition. Then let's talk about the specific details... Eh, rejection?"

Nephthys seemed to be shocked by Roland's choice, or perhaps because she had never expected it. After saying a series of words to herself, she reacted belatedly.

the first time.

Nephthys showed a surprised expression for the first time.

"Why? We even gave you this world in exchange."

"That's the problem. In principle, I have no objection to this condition, but putting aside the principle, from a practical point of view, there is a simpler solution."

Roland tilted his head, with a smile on his face.

It was a sneer of contempt.

"Stupid! After I get rid of all of you, won't the world belong to me?" (End of this chapter)