Flillian, I want to live.

Gutel waved his hand at Philen beside him and said with a smile.

"Um……"

Philen nodded silently while thinking about something.

The group returned to the ancient tree that sealed Volame's notes.

Fulilian placed her hand on the roots of the ancient tree again. This time, it was no longer a performance to delay time. Fulilian closed her eyes, recalled the magic that Volame had taught her, and injected magic power into the ancient tree that had guarded this place for thousands of years.

The next moment, like the first ray of dawn, the thick roots that tightly wrapped the ruins slowly spread out to both sides in the soft light, revealing the door leading to the interior of the ruins.

The afternoon sun filtered through the lush branches and leaves, and as if by coincidence, it happened to fall on the stone table within the ruins. The mobile phone, which had long been suspended on the table waiting for visitors, was blown by the breeze, and turned the pages one by one, finally stopping at the page that recorded the conversation with the deceased.

"That's really thoughtful, teacher."

Fulilian stretched out her hand and picked up the diary that had been waiting for her here for a thousand years.

"Did Lord Volame know a thousand years ago that you would mess up? This is really worrying, Fulilian~"

Gutel poked his head out from the side, secretly looking at the contents of the notebook while not forgetting to mock Fulilian.

"Didn't I tell you that this was specially left for me by the teacher? Even though she's an extremely unpleasant person, it's none of your business to interfere~"

Frillian stretched out her hand and held the notes above Guter's head. Seeing Guter trying to look up but unable to see the contents of the notes, Frillian slowly read out the contents of the notes to everyone about the conversation with the deceased.

"At the far northern end of the continent, I arrived at a place called heaven by the people of this world—the Land of Souls. It's the gathering place of countless souls. I spoke with my former comrades. This once-in-a-century discovery will surely lead to a leap forward in the study of the soul..."

Fulilian slowly read Volame's notes in the notebook.

"Is this true?"

Philen put his hand on Fulilian's shoulder, looked at Volame's handwriting on the notes, and asked excitedly.

If what Volame said is correct, then this is not only a once-in-a-century discovery, it can completely fill the gap in people's research on the soul for thousands of years.

"I don't know, that person is unreliable..."

Fulilian closed the notebook in her hand, ignored Guter's eager eyes, and put it in her arms.

"Heaven exists, and that would be more to one's liking, wouldn't it?"

Aize's voice sounded from behind Fulilian.

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with trusting someone once in a while."

Recalling Haita's explanation of heaven, Fulilian smiled and nodded.

"But where exactly is the northern end of the continent?"

Philen blinked. To her, who came from the southern countries, the north was a distant and mysterious land. Her understanding of it was limited to the fact that there seemed to be a powerful unified empire there.

"Wait a minute, if it's the true northernmost part of the continent, could it be, Ende!?"

As if realizing something, Guter suddenly showed a look of horror on his face.

"Endai? I seem to have heard of him somewhere..."

Phelan said with a frown.

"Isn't that where the Demon King's Castle is?"

Xutalk, who had been listening to Aize's stories about their battles with the Demon King's army, was very familiar with this word, because it was exactly the end point of Xinmei's and his party's journey, and the location of the Demon King's Castle where the Demon King lived.

Chapter 77: There is always white moonlight in life

Twenty-eight years after the death of the brave Sinmeier.

Val, the fortress city of the Central Kingdoms.

In front of the pass gate that has been blocked for many years due to the unrest in the north, flower petals are being thrown down from the city wall.

Almost all the citizens in the city gathered on both sides of the road leading to the checkpoint gate, cheering and bidding farewell to the hero who had once saved the city and now eliminated the Red Mirror Dragon that was endangering the area.

"Lady Fulilian is truly popular. It was Master Shuttlek who finally slew the Red Mirror Dragon..."

Philen looked at Fulilian with an awkward smile on her face. After learning that they were going to the north, the lord here not only took the initiative to open the previously closed pass, but also held such a grand welcome ceremony.

"To be honest, I don't really like this kind of grand scene... It always makes me feel uneasy."

Fulilian shrugged and replied helplessly.

"You're simply not in high spirits because you promised Aize to go to Endai to find the resting place for souls, so you can't relax and fish."

Gutel glanced at Fulilian and ruthlessly exposed the other party's little plan.

"After all, that place is super cold... I really don't want to go there again..."

This time, Fulilian rarely spoke stubbornly. Instead, she crossed her arms and frankly complained to the others.

"The Demon King's Castle... I think it's wonderful to have the opportunity to see a legendary place like that."

Xutark held his head in his hands. Although he had hesitated when he first heard that their target was Ende, where the Demon King's Castle was located, he changed his mind and thought that perhaps this was his only chance in his life to witness the scenery that most people in this world would never be able to see in their lifetime.

"By the way, has Lord Guter ever been there?"

Philen turned his head and looked at Gutel beside him and asked curiously.

"Maybe there was, but that was a long time ago..."

Gutel closed his eyes and recalled the past when he had to go to the Demon King's Castle to meet His Majesty the Demon King, although he was reluctant but afraid of the Demon King's punishment.

"But by then, almost the entire north had become our demonic territory. Aside from the Unified Empire, only a few scattered human strongholds, protected by Lord Volame's protective barriers, were still resisting. On the road to Ende, there were almost no living people to be seen."

Gutter added in a low voice, clutching the brim of his sunhat.

"Did anything happen on that road?"

Philen noticed Gutel's abnormality and asked in a concerned tone.

"No big deal, just some unpleasant memories."

Guter shook his head and casually evaded Fellen's question.

During Gutel's long life, she encountered humans more than once, but at that time she was not interested in humans, let alone such a strange idea as understanding human emotions.

Just a pure coincidence.

"Help--"

On the way to the Demon King's Castle, she encountered a human girl being chased by a headless knight.

She wore a beautiful wide-brimmed sun hat on her head and was dressed very decently, looking like a girl of aristocratic family.

Perhaps because she mistook Guter for her companion, the girl who was being chased by the headless knight subconsciously threw herself at Guter's feet and called for help.

Guter raised his hand and burned the headless knight behind the girl to ashes.

It's not that she is so kind.

"I like you very much~"

Gutel pinched the girl's chin with his hand, lifted up her frightened face when she found herself escaping from the wolf's den and falling into the tiger's mouth, and smiled happily.

It's just the behavior of wild animals snatching prey.

However, because Gutel had just eaten not long ago, she was not in a hurry to kill the girl who fell into her hands.

Instead, he took her with him as a backup food and continued his journey north together.

Perhaps the girl misunderstood Guter's intention to let her go temporarily, or perhaps it was Stockholm syndrome at work, and she actually began to take care of Guter's daily life like a companion.

"Wake up, Master Guter."

Somewhere in the dark, Guter heard someone calling her name.

"Uh... let me sleep for a while, and reserve some food..."

Guter wrapped his hands around the blanket covering him and muttered.

"What kind of food reserves are you talking about? Lord Guter, if we don't hurry, we won't reach the Earldom of Gulanat today. Do you still want to camp outdoors today?"

The next moment, Philen pulled Gutel's ear and pulled the sleeping girl up.

“Eh? It hurts, it hurts—”

Gutel, who had regained consciousness, cried out in pain.

Was it a dream?

Looking at the campfire that had just gone out, Guter realized belatedly that he had confused his past memories with reality.

"Hmph~ You're so lazy, Guter~"

On the other side, Furlin, who was enjoying being tapped on the shoulder by the helpless Hugh Tark, who was rewarded by Furlin for getting up early, gave Gutel a mocking smile.

"You're the only one who has no right to call me lazy!"

Guter yelled angrily.

After completing the preparations, the group set out on their journey again.

Compared to a hundred years ago, the path leading to the north doesn't seem to have changed much.

Perhaps because the demons' activities were becoming increasingly frequent, the blockade of the pass resulted in few living people being seen on this path.

"Help--"

Suddenly, a hurried call came from the woods beside the road.

"Be careful."

Xutark took out his axe and blocked the way in front of several people, while Fulilian and Philen also flew into the air vigilantly and summoned their magic wands to be ready.

Only Gutel stood there in a daze, as if he had found some kind of demon.

The next moment, a brown-haired girl in a dress emerged from the woods, and behind her was a headless knight who was chasing her with a sword.

"Quick, come behind me."

Hugh Tark shouted and rushed forward, blocking the headless knight's blow with his axe, and then kicked the opponent to the ground.

"Wait a minute, Phelan."

Just as Philen was about to use attack magic to finish off the headless knight who was struggling to get up, Fulilian suddenly called out to him.

"Lord Frilian?"

Philen turned to look at Fulilian in confusion.

"He's not a monster."

As Fulilian said this, she flew in front of the Dullahan who was about to stand up while supporting himself on the ground with his sword.

"be careful."

Hugh Tark, who didn't know why the usually cautious Freellian suddenly became so adventurous, shouted nervously.

"rest in peace."

Frillian swung her staff horizontally, and the next moment, accompanied by the fluctuation of magic power at the tip of the wand, the headless knight in front of her suddenly trembled all over as if he had been electrocuted, and then fell down helplessly like a robot with its power cut off.

Chapter 78: The Covenant is Toilet Paper to Be Teared

Aura is a great demon known as the Guillotine.

Unlike guys like Gutel who like to live a leisurely and lazy life, even among the demons, Aura is an ambitious person known for killing.

This is why, despite being Gutel's junior, Aura was able to stand out and become one of the seven most prominent sages in the Demon King's army.

"Oh? You were the one who eliminated my favorite subordinate without my permission."

Surrounded by a vast undead army, the first meeting between Aura and Guter a hundred years ago was not very pleasant.

"Lord Gutel..."

Facing the Seven Collapse Sages and her undead army, the girl hiding behind Gutel trembled and called out the name of the only guy she could rely on at the moment, even though that guy was just a demon who treated her as a backup food.

"Show me some respect, Aura."

At that moment, Guterre desperately unleashed his magic.

"Wow, that's amazing... It seems you're a demon who has lived for a long time."

Witnessing Gutel's enormous magic power, Aura's face showed a hint of surprise.