Macht's Story

The cabin was spacious and had plenty of room, but inside there was only a wooden table and a few chairs—extremely simple.

Denken took out some stored snacks and served them to everyone.

Finally, everyone was free from eating black bread and picked up some pastries, eating them elegantly.

After the meal, Fern used his Detection Magic to search for magical energy within the Golden Land.

Surprisingly, the Golden Land, stretching for dozens of miles, showed no magical reaction whatsoever.

Fern realized the terrifying power of Macht; its strength far surpassed that of Revolte, making it a terrifyingly powerful Demons. His expression turned grim.

"I never imagined Macht's magic was so amazing, with no magical fluctuations whatsoever. I can't even imagine what it would be like to defeat it."

Frieren stood by the window, turning her head calmly.

"This is a curse that can turn everything into gold. It's nothing like magic; it can't be defended against or dodged. We need to be careful."

Fern sighed, patted his pale cheeks, and regretted taking on this mission...

"Actually, I have a lot of information about Macht here. Please allow me to explain it to you slowly!"

Denken sat in his chair, slowly wiping his glasses, and then revealed some bombshell information.

"Indeed, in conclusion, we cannot defeat Macht. However, given the current situation, we cannot afford to lose to him either."

Dugu Qing had already prepared for death and had even drafted his will, but Denken's unexpected statement that he wouldn't fail instantly shattered his inspiration.

"What does it mean?"

Denken looked at Frieren and raised his hand to project the information his friend had gathered.

The projection showed a magnificent hall where a grand ceremony of submission was being held.

Nobles, officials, high-ranking military officers, mages, merchants, and citizen representatives of Weise gathered together, all their eyes fixed on the two figures in the center.

Macht was a burly man with prominent horns and immense magical power, yet he restrained his unruly aura, kneeling on one knee and raising his right hand in submission.

Dressed in a noble robe, tall and with sharp eyes, Glück stood on the red carpet, raised the Ring of Control, and placed it on Macht's wrist.

"Buzz!"

Forged by the great sage Ewe of the mythical era, this is the only magical artifact in the world capable of controlling the minds of Demons. It crackles with lightning and binds Macht.

Glück clenched his fist, his voice deafening.

"Macht, I command you to forever obey the people of Weise and their descendants, and never to act maliciously against Weise. If you harbor even the slightest malice towards the people here, you must immediately end your own life."

Macht remained expressionless, like an iceberg, coldly accepting Glück's mandatory orders.

Stark, witnessing this scene, could not contain his shock and spoke up.

"How could the strongest Macht obey human commands and not resist? What's going on?"

Denken put the lenses on his eyes and was deeply moved.

"We are able to witness this scene thanks to the spiritual master, Edel. She personally accompanied Laiern into the Golden Land and read Macht's memories, which is why we were able to obtain this crucial information."

Frieren's eyes lit up; she felt her chances of defeating Macht had increased.

So, what's the reason?

Denken activated magic, revealing some of Macht's more important memories.

Long ago, during his battles with humans, Macht developed a strong interest in them.

He discovered that Demons only possess rationality and can never experience feelings like guilt or hatred. From then on, he set a goal to find interpersonal relationships that could evoke a sense of "guilt" in him, and wanted to create a world where Demons and humans could coexist.

To this end, he even made a pair of childhood sweethearts kill each other, and a father and son become enemies...

A long time has passed.

In his quest for an answer, Macht committed acts of unimaginable brutality, murdering countless people and earning him infamy.

By chance, he came to Weise and met Glück, who had just lost his son. The two made a pact.

Macht helped Glück eliminate political enemies, develop the city, and repel the Demons.

Glück, on the other hand, helps Macht experience emotions and understand humanity.

But decades have passed.

Macht did not experience evil or malice; he was determined to destroy everything with his own hands, unleashing a magic that Diagoldze, solidifying the entire Weise into gold.

Unfortunately, even though he committed such a heinous and universally condemned tragedy, Macht still failed to experience what humans call emotions... and continued to live in boredom and loneliness.

"This guy is so cruel. To seek thrills, he turned everyone into gold... It's incomprehensible."

After watching the projection, Stark clenched his fist in anger, his heart filled with murderous intent.

"This guy has ideas, but Demons are Demons —cruel and ruthless, too dangerous. The best way is to just let him die!"

Dugu Qing rested his chin on his hand, gazing coldly ahead.

"In the projection just now, I only showed the most crucial parts. Actually Edel entrusted me with Macht's memories of the last hundred years. Frieren, I want to give you all of Macht's memories so that you can decipher its magic."

Denken, his eyes filled with expectation, strode quickly to Frieren, his expression earnest.

"Okay, let's go!"

Frieren raised her hand and offered her palm to Denken.

Denken grasped Frieren's hand and immediately activated the memory-sharing magic; their clasped hands emitted a dazzling light.

A torrent of memories swept over her, Frieren her mind.

Frieren stored it away and set it aside, intending to analyze it slowly at a later time.

Denken pushed open the door, intending to enter Golden Land and have a chat with Macht.

Seeing this, Frieren, wanting to observe Macht more closely and understand the enemy's temperament, thoughts, and fighting style, offered to join in.

"Denken, could I also participate in your conversation with Macht?"

Denken hesitated for a moment. Even if the scene he saw in his memory was very real, it was still an illusion. So he agreed.

Dugu Qing's eyes lit up, and she raised her little hand, "In that case, I'll participate too."

"Alright! If we just tell Macht that you are my friends, I'm afraid it won't make a move! Of course, this is all just my speculation."

Frieren and Dugu Qing both nodded.

Fern and Stark exchanged a glance and stood up from their chairs in unison.

"We want to go too."

Denken sighed helplessly and led everyone out of the cabin and into the Golden Land.

The Golden Land is everywhere.

On the way to the city center, countless gold prospectors who had come to take the plunge lay dead in gruesome, twisted, and lifelike ways by the roadside.

Seeing this, Dugu Qing became even more certain that the Demons were incomprehensible, even if they sometimes did have some ingenious ideas that surprised people.

But it is inherently evil.

For the sake of world peace, this time I must get serious and completely defeat Macht.