Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 174 - 173: Cage

Chapter 174: Chapter 173: Cage

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"..."

The emotions were complex, truly very complex.

Sitting in the rented horse-drawn carriage, Ronald found it hard to describe his current feelings.

Just a second ago, he was sitting in his seat, hoping for a quiet weekend, then to formally introduce Nicole and Swift next week, and the three of them to start the investigation of the warden’s estate.

But the exhibition hadn’t even arrived.

The Divine Comedy in his hand slapped him first.

A quiet weekend was looking unlikely.

Based on past experiences when the Divine Comedy’s powers were activated, the current situation suggested that in the nearby country estate, there had been some serious fraudulent activity amongst the mystical community.

This timing, this place, this event.

Ronald had no trouble guessing what was going on!

It must be just like what Hanson mentioned last week; certain individuals with ulterior motives had gotten wind of the "Ginkgo Leaf Commercial Alliance" event showcasing the unicorn’s horn and had now made their move.

The value of such a rare item had indeed tempted some.

So, Ronald raised his hand and knocked on the side of the carriage.

Rap rap—

"Please stop here, this is fine for me."

The driver, sensing Ronald’s movements inside the carriage, was a bit puzzled but obediently brought the carriage to a stop.

"Whoosh—"

The carriage slowed and stopped, and Ronald immediately jumped out.

At the same time, the driver called out from above:

"Sir, we’re almost at the location."

"What are you going to...?"

Ronald simply pulled out the fare and threw it to the driver, that’s when he ran toward the estate and said:

"Drop me off here is fine, go back to the city."

"..."

Watching Ronald’s retreating back, the driver sat in the carriage for a moment, stunned, before he started counting the coins in his hand.

The passenger had given the exact fare.

With a puzzled expression, the driver shook his head and then turned the carriage around to head back to the city.

If that’s what the customer likes, then so be it.

After all, he had received his pay.

At this moment, he wasn’t too keen on driving to the countryside anyway.

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Meanwhile, Ronald was hurrying towards the estate.

Not knowing the exact situation of the exhibition venue, he chose not to take the carriage directly into the estate. After all, the distance was no longer too far, and it was better to go quietly on foot to avoid alerting anyone.

As he moved forward, Ronald flicked his right hand.

The original with the black cover appeared in his hand just as it always had:

"Its name is Styx,

The dark water flows downwards, running to the gloomy and steep cliff base.

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Scout the area before approaching.

The power of ’Fury’ was always quite useful for reconnaissance.

While on his way to the exhibition venue, Ronald had already gained a prior insight into the current situation inside the estate.

The number of guards, sentries, and patrolmen was all within normal range.

Only in the documents room, where there should have been someone, was now completely empty.

Aside from that, the emotions of everyone else inside the estate were as calm as usual, without any major fluctuations.

This was just as Ronald had expected.

His magic and emotions were related, something both the Investigation Bureau and the Church became aware of had spread to a certain extent throughout Greenwich.

After all, he was known as a ’pretty impressive Caster.’

Anyone on the mystical side with the ability to collect information largely knew there was someone like him around. And as members of the "Ginkgo Leaf Commercial Alliance," these guys would naturally receive such news.

Since they were on guard,

The ability for emotional detection was not something he could rely on for now.

Instead, he had to use the sensation brought by the power of ’Fury’ as a tool to monitor everyone’s location.

"..."

With these thoughts, Ronald had already arrived in front of the estate.

The two guards at the gate straightened up immediately upon seeing Ronald:

"Mr. Ronald, good morning!"

Ronald nodded at the two men:

"Good morning."

After taking a few steps into the estate, Ronald turned back and instructed them:

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"Right."

"Now, firmly lock the front door."

"And activate the manor’s lockdown spell immediately."

"..."

Upon hearing Ronald’s orders, one guard immediately asked in confusion,

"Mr. Ronald, what do you mean by this?"

Ronald did not directly answer him.

Turning around, his gaze darkened, he asked very seriously,

"You two haven’t seen the documents leave this place, have you?"

"..."

Hearing this question from Ronald, the two guards exchanged looks.

After a few seconds of silence,

One of them finally replied,

"No, Mr. Kevin should still be in his office."

As I thought...

Confirming his earlier suspicion, Ronald turned and entered the venue while instructing the two guards behind him,

"Then, Mr. Kevin’s situation is probably not looking too good."

"Right, one of you bring out the carriage, and head directly to the city to inform Mr. Everton of the trouble here."

"..."

Watching Ronald’s figure enter the venue, the guards finally realized that something serious had occurred within the manor.

Not daring to be negligent,

They immediately acted upon Ronald’s instructions.

Meanwhile, Ronald who had entered the venue, hurried to the documents’ office room.

His steps were swift, arriving in a moment.

By this time, the sky outside the manor was getting brighter, yet the second floor was eerily quiet.

According to Ronald’s previous impression, this should be the time when a new day of work begins, and even if there weren’t many people in the manor, it shouldn’t be this unnaturally quiet.

With a wave of his hand, the power of ’Fury’ turned into a mist of darkness that spread across the floor.

Surging, it helped Ronald search the second-floor corridor and even seeped into the office of the documents.

Yet under these circumstances, the room remained unusually silent.

"Damn it!"

Knowing that something was terribly wrong, Ronald kicked the door.

Crack—

His enhanced physique was extraordinarily effective.

A simple wooden door stood no chance against his kick.

Immediately after, Ronald saw the scene he had anticipated.

—The documents’ corpse.

This man, in his thirties, now lay powerless on the ground.

The blood still flowing beneath him proved that he hadn’t been dead for long.

"Heh—"

With a cold laugh at the corner of his mouth,

Ronald was usually a man who liked to follow order, after all, he was a beneficiary of the system himself.

—Currently, there were no ordinary people from outside the mystical realm in this building.

—The suburban location, and the time in the wee hours, also ensured there would be no eyewitnesses.

So...

He could let loose and get to work.

Turning to look at the corridor, the original text immediately appeared in his hand.

The next second, thick black mist erupted from around Ronald, swirling furiously around everything!

Less than ten seconds had passed.

The corridor, the rooms, the main hall, the garden, the cellar...

The entire manor, initially prepared for the exhibition, was completely swallowed by the thick black mist.

The previous silence.

Instantly turned into the current stillness of death!

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At the same time, the guard who was about to drive the carriage into the city suddenly felt a chill on his back.

He instinctively looked back.

Then he swallowed hard.

"Gulp—"

The manor, not far behind him, had now turned into a pitch-black prison!

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