Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

I was completely surrounded. There were archers on the rooftops, a swordsman squadron in front of me, and priests as well as the head priest casting buff spell Divine Arts.

Thunder was gathering in the hands of a black-robed warlock in the distance. These warlocks were able to obtain the power of thunder by worshiping Shirvan, so they were highly skilled at controlling lightning and thunder.

Directly in front of me was a top-level divine swordswoman. Leona’s golden hair was literally on fire due to her anger. The divine favor she received from her grandfather Shirvan transformed into an energy wave similar to draconic might that kept attacking my mind.

In the sky, thunder kept rumbling as the furious True God Shivan watched what was going on through the eyes of his beloved granddaughter. He began to rampage and attack this land with thunder.

“Roan! It’s time to meet your death!”

Leona’s hands hesitated slightly as she wielded her sword, but the sword still attacked swiftly with the power of thunder.

“Isn’t this all just about acting pretentious!? I know how to do that as well!”

Holy Light suddenly illuminated me as I revealed golden wings of the purest Holy Light. I illuminated the entire area as a realm of Holy Light descended from the sky together with holy song.

“I am the strongest Holy Knight in the world. I welcome your challenge.”

At this moment, not only were all the priests stunned, even Shirvan was so surprised that he stopped in the middle of his divine punishment.

This didn’t seem to fit their expected scenario. They were supposed to attack someone who was like a demon king! How come the demon king suddenly transformed into a Holy Knight?

“What? The strongest Holy Knight?”

The strongest Holy Knight? Wasn’t that supposed to be Estrada? That was the nickname that others had given him. In this generation, who apart from Estrada would dare to refer to themselves as the strongest Holy Knight?

However, this Holy Knight had Holy Light purity which could compare to the God of Holy Light’s purity. It was obvious that he was no random novice trying to scam them.

“The strongest Holy Knight? Only the most famous disciple of Estrada would dare to use this title…”

“Roland? Roland Mist?” Leona asked hesitatingly as she recalled a certain vicious individual whose name was on the Calamity Rankings.

I nodded slightly. As expected, my name was quite famous. Even a place like this had heard of me before.

“Don’t you mean infamous instead? Just look over there.”

It would be impossible to lie with Holy Light. The misunderstanding should have been cleared up now that they knew I was Roland, yet they actually added even more personnel. They even brought over large ballista from the castle wall. It was as if they viewed me as a leveled-up version of the demon king!

“…I’m not here to invade. I don’t have an undead army or the Mist Alliance army with me. Nor do I have any floating airships with me. I swear on all this in the name of Holy Light. Everyone knows that Holy Knights can’t lie, so do you believe me now?”

Alright then, the clouds and thunder in the sky finally started to dissipate, easing the atmosphere slightly.

20 minutes later, I learned about the general story from Leona as I sat in Shirvan’s church.

This story had happened approximately two months ago. At the time, I was quite busy dealing with the establishment of the Northlands Elven Empire, so I definitely had an alibi…

Leona met with a hired mercenary swordsman who claimed that his name was Roan. It seemed that he was a dark element demonic swordsman, yet he was also quite the happy-go-lucky type. Soon, he became rather popular and well-known in Dewleaf Castle.

As for what happened between Leona and Roan, and how Roan managed to convince Leona to give up her chastity which she had protected for 30 years, that was something that only they would know.

“You’re not Roan. He would never smile like you. Your smiles are so fake. His smiles are so sincere.”

In a way, I was being looked down on yet again.

I brought out a mirror and flashed my professional Holy Knight smile. My teeth were sparkling perfectly. How was my smile fake?

“Ahem, I think I know who that Roan really is. Actually, since you recognize me as Roland, then you should already be able to guess Roan’s identity…”

“Abyss Prince Karwenz…”

Leona squeezed out those words from between her teeth. She seemed to be filled with hatred.

“That’s right, blame the correct person for this. Shirvan can go to the Chaos Abyss for his revenge. Oh, I apologize, I forgot that Shirvan is only a weak Low God who can’t deal with Karwenz. It’s probable that Shirvan will be killed in a single second.”

I unhesitatingly said such disrespectful words about a God right in the middle of his church. Hostile expressions were all around me, yet I was simply silently drinking my tea… or holy water.

There was no helping it. The few tea leaves in my cup were all soaked with high-purity holy water. It would seem that they were still suspicious of my identity.

Actually, I didn’t really care what Shirvan thought. He was only a recently ascended Low God. Even if he descended here in his true body, I wouldn’t be afraid.

As I looked over Leona’s slender body, my soul vision could faintly detect another life inside her. I could also sense that life’s powerful demonic aura as well as Mist bloodline. I couldn’t help but furrow my eyebrows.

“Yet another demonic descendant. This is truly troublesome.”

While Karwenz was a bastard, he was also a Demon Lord. But, according to my knowledge, it wouldn’t be that easy for a high-level demon’s descendant to be a Demon Noble right at birth.

In a way, for a Demon Lord to have a descendant, he would need to give up a part of his power to the descendant. At minimum, he would need to give up 10% of his power, all the way up to approximately 50%.

High-level demons wouldn’t need to practice contraception. However, strength was everything in demon society. Exposing your own weakness would equal death. This was why the powerful Demon Lords rarely had many descendants.

Additionally, powerful demons were capable of using their own descendants’ bodies to reincarnate into if they died. It could be said that the demons didn’t have any good intentions for their own descendants.

Two months ago was when the demon wave first explosively attacked. The entire world’s attention had been on the Moonwheel Capital Elven Empire back then. Yet, a Chaos Main God like Karwenz had actually come here to the mortal plane in order to have a fling with a human woman and make her pregnant? This seemed incredibly unusual.

“Is he worried that he won’t survive the Holy War, so he’s leaving a descendant behind?” Harloys suggested.

I shook my head. This didn’t fit Karwenz’s personality.

Did he impregnate Leona on a whim? That would indeed be possible, but it would definitely be no coincidence that Karwenz had appeared here at such a time. There had definitely been something here that he wanted two months ago.

I looked all over Leona, even to the point where she started trembling. I felt that Karwenz’s appearance here was highly likely to be related to her.

This unborn child was probably incredibly important. Or, perhaps Leona was also quite special herself.

“Right now, you’re probably suppressing your unborn child’s demonic power with divine power. Why aren’t you killing it? I don’t believe that you are soft-hearted. Or, is it that you already have feelings for it?”

“I really want to cut it into tiny pieces! But… if it dies, I die.”

Leona’s words were filled with anger, yet I only laughed.

“Ahem, Sister-in-law… Fine, Leona, perhaps I can help treat you. I’m an expert surgeon.”

[Ding! Congratulations to Roland for obtaining the title of ‘expert obstetrician.’]

While mentally telling my System to shut up, I saw how resolved to sacrifice herself my new “sister-in-law” Leona seemed to be. It appeared that she would agree.

“As long as this demon inside me can be killed, I’m willing to pay any price.”

Her resolution was quite evident. If this trap hadn’t managed to catch “Roan”, it was likely that Leona would have committed suicide.

However, I didn’t want her to die. Don’t misunderstand, as I didn’t have any hentai scenarios in mind… I just knew that although Karwenz was a playboy, he still treated his women quite well. Perhaps I could use her as a lure to find Karwenz.

“Maybe I’ll have to ask you to be tied to that cross for another few days.”