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After an unknown amount of time.

Roswaal slowly regained consciousness, only to feel a splitting headache.

What on earth happened?

That's right!

As the fragmented memories of moments ago surged into his mind, Roswaal's expression turned ugly.

Natsuki Subaru tore up our previous agreement. He definitely doesn't know the method to resurrect Echidna-sensei, he was just tricking me. Damn it!

Coming to his senses, Roswaal clutched his swollen cheek and ran towards the direction of the Sanctuary.

The Sanctuary was the most important place where Echidna's corpse was kept, and nothing must go wrong.

Regret filled his heart.

Back then, his mind had been clouded by the method to resurrect Echidna spoken of by Kenma and under coercion and inducement, he had blurted out the location of the Sanctuary.

The main reason was because Kenma was the destined person of the Book of Wisdom, and even the protagonist of the thread of fate, which was why he dared to place his expectations on him.

But contrary to his expectations, the protagonist of the Book of Wisdom turned out to be a petty villain.

Just as Roswaal was about to rush into the barrier of the Sanctuary, a discordant voice suddenly came from behind.

"I'm telling you. Pandora, what do you mean by sending me to a desolate place like this? It's really annoying. I was just staying with my cute wives, do you know that doing this counts as violating my personal rights? And not telling me in advance before bringing me here, can I assume that you are violating my right to privacy, Pandora?"

Roswaal was startled and hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see a man with white hair, wearing a pure white robe, standing in place. He looked at the empty air with ill intent, still babbling incessantly.

"I'm telling you. That stinky bitch Pandora has zero manners. Didn't she see I was still talking to her? Yet she suddenly ran away. This is simply trampling my right to speak underfoot, and it also insults my right to dignity. Hm?"

Only then did the white-haired man notice Roswaal standing ahead, his mismatched eyes twitching as his expression gradually turned dissatisfied.

"I'm telling you! You heard everything I just said here, right? Of course you heard it! Do you know how vile and disgusting your act of eavesdropping is? This is equivalent to violating my right to privacy, and I am very unhappy."

Looking at the white-haired man before him who clearly looked like a lunatic, Roswaal thought to himself that it was bad.

What on earth is going on with this guy?

Before coming to the royal capital, I read the Book of Wisdom. But the records of fate on it did not record the person before me.

Roswaal raised his hand and wiped his face, and an exaggerated clown makeup instantly covered his features as his tone turned weird again.

"Suddenly appearing in a forest like this Could this gentleman be a lost adventurer I am the Margrave Roswaal~ Is there anything I can help you with?"

Hearing someone asking about his identity, the white-haired man puffed out his chest proudly, his tone arrogant. "Suddenly inquiring about someone else's identity like that is simply an offense to other people's right to privacy. However, seeing that you proactively stated your own identity, I, who understand courtesy the most, don't mind stating mine, and will reluctantly forgive this offense of yours."

"Witch Cult, Sin Archbishop of Greed, Regulus Corneas."

The moment he heard it was a Sin Archbishop, Roswaal's expression visibly changed, and he used mana to fly backward.

Damn it! Why would a Sin Archbishop of the Witch Cult appear in front of the Sanctuary barrier? Are they here to destroy sensei's corpse?!

After all, hundreds of years ago, Echidna had once been hunted down by the Warlock of Melancholy who shared the same origin as the Witches.

For so many years, Roswaal had always firmly believed that Echidna, who possessed profound knowledge, was definitely not dead, but only temporarily fell into a slumber.

Yet now, a Sin Archbishop of the Witch Cult suddenly showed up outside the Sanctuary.

Could it be that they wanted to completely destroy Echidna's physical body and cut off the hope of her resurrection?

I will never allow it!

But his current state was not good. If possible, Roswaal wanted to avoid a direct head-on clash with an existence at the level of a Sin Archbishop like Regulus.

Holding the mindset of avoiding misunderstandings, he retreated to dozens of meters away and cautiously asked, "Sin Archbishop? May I ask what is your business here? This is just an ordinary forest. If you want to cause chaos, wouldn't it be better to go to the densely populated town next door?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, no one knew which word poked Regulus's sensitive and fragile nerves, and his expression turned gloomy.

"I'm telling you! Asking and asking and asking, aren't you annoying?! Do you know that doing this is violating my personal rights, constantly asking me all kinds of private information about myself? Do you have any respect for my right to privacy and right to dignity?! A guy like you should be humanely eliminated!"

At this moment, Regulus felt extremely annoyed. He had originally just been having lunch nicely with his wives in the castle, only to be inexplicably brought here by Pandora.

Now, he was being questioned back and forth by an inexplicable clown. The anger in his heart had long since accumulated to the extreme.

Finished speaking, Regulus bent down and grabbed a handful of gravel from the ground, throwing it forward with great force.

Roswaal did not expect Regulus to choose to strike so directly. His expression turned cold and the mana within his body surged continuously.

In the blink of an eye, as many as six shields of different attributes were summoned in front of him.

Earth Shield! Ice Shield! Yin Shield! Wind Shield! Yang Shield! Water Shield!

In Roswaal's view, the opponent had merely grabbed gravel from the ground and thrown it casually.

How powerful was the defense of six types of shields?

Even if the opponent was an existence at the level of a Sin Archbishop, blocking this kind of casual attack was more than enough.

However, the next second, that large handful of thrown gravel pierced through various shields in succession, arriving in front of Roswaal in an instant.

Amidst the fluttering elemental light spots, Roswaal's pupils contracted, as he never expected such a result.

He just wanted to use high-speed flight to leave, but unexpectedly, Regulus grabbed another large handful of sand and waved it randomly forward, enveloping the surrounding space completely.

Roswaal still wanted to make remedies, but his body had already been covered by gravel and sand.

A sky full of blood exploded the moment the two touched. Roswaal's body shattered into pieces on the spot.

The kingdom's strongest magic caster, the Margrave, thus fell in the hands of the Sin Archbishop of Greed.