Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 200 - 199: Invitation at Night

Chapter 200: Chapter 199: Invitation at Night

After Investigator Kate pushed open the door and left the hall.

The originally subtle and tense atmosphere within the Bureau of Investigation once again became subdued.

At this moment, Ms. Mapple calmly stared at the warden in front of her.

Before this female investigator, Bach Krichens, the former controller of Belingweth, appeared confident, watching her with an expression that did not betray a hint of guilt.

"..."

Neither of them would open the conversation first, maintaining the silence between them.

Just over a minute has passed.

Nicole, who was following behind Ms. Mapple, finally couldn’t hold back.

The investigator girl took a step forward, coming between the two and standing in front of Ms. Mapple, and she reminded him without any concealment:

"Ms. Mapple, let’s set off immediately."

"After all, with every passing moment at the crime scene, something might happen that nobody wants to see. Time is of the essence."

After Nicole made her suggestion, Mapple immediately addressed the warden:

"So, Mr. Bach, may we depart now?"

Confronted with the actions of the two investigators, the warden wore a somewhat frosty expression.

Still, he voluntarily stepped aside, and with a tone that carried a hint of provocation, he countered:

"Of course, Ms. Mapple."

"However, my estate is located quite some distance away, would you need me to lead the way?"

"..."

This time, Mapple did not engage with the warden.

Accompanied by Nicole and Swift, the three of them walked out of the hall and left the Bureau of Investigation.

Clearly, they were heading straight to the warden’s estate.

After Mapple left.

The warden continued to stand in the hall, coldly watching the three depart, and then his gaze sharply swept around the hall.

The rather spacious ground floor of the Bureau of Investigation, now only inhabited by a few ordinary investigators and Ronald, who was busy filling out forms, had nothing remotely suspicious.

"Hmph—"

Bach snorted coldly.

He then waved his hand and also led his subordinates out of the Bureau.

Slam—

After leaving the hall, the door of the Bureau of Investigation pitifully hit the door frame, making a stiff sound.

For a moment, only the still-tense atmosphere remained on the first floor of the Bureau.

"..."

A few breaths later.

As the temperature inside gradually rose under the effect of the heater above the beams.

In front of Ronald, the two investigators who had been so tense they held their breaths managed to pull themselves out of their completely unsettled state.

Watching the exit through which Mapple and the warden had departed, one of the investigators said with a shaky tone:

"I guess... something big might happen here again, right?"

"Isn’t that obvious!" his partner chided immediately, "With such high tension, anyone who’s not blind can see it."

With a somewhat emotional voice, this investigator shook his head:

"Unbelievable, truly unbelievable!"

"I’ve been an investigator for nearly two years and haven’t come across such a bizarre situation as recently."

"First, there was the large-scale uprising of the cultist Magicians, and now even major figures like the warden are getting involved. What in the world is going on in Belingweth?"

Beside him, another investigator chimed in:

"What I’m curious about now is exactly what happened on the warden’s end."

"It couldn’t possibly be that this person of high authority is about to betray Her Majesty the Queen, could it?"

After saying this, he seemed to find his own speculation somewhat amusing.

He immediately shook his head, dismissing his guess:

"Impossible, how could that be?"

"In this world, no one would be foolish enough to betray Great Britain, right?"

As the two of them were commiserating over fate and work, an investigator from the front desk walked over to join the conversation:

"Guess what..."

"The rebellion of the cultist magicians has just ended, are we going to start another round of overtime work soon?"

When he heard his colleague from the front desk making such a guess,

Ronald, whom Jick knew well, leaned back, resting his back fully against the chair, and then said in a quite ominous tone,

"Spare me, please!"

"Although our job is dangerous, we haven’t had to do several months of shifts non-stop like this! When it involves someone with a complex identity like the Warden, who knows how many troublesome issues will be dragged out."

Seeing the few investigators beside him beginning to mourn over their work, Ronald hurriedly finished the remaining part of the form he had in hand, then placed the document on the table and stood up:

"Finally done."

"Jick, would you mind helping to enter this into the system?"

The investigator immediately responded:

"No problem, just leave it there."

After exchanging a few pleasantries with the investigators,

Ronald left the Investigation Bureau.

Back on the roadside of Long Beach Street, he looked up at the distant sky.

It was just at the eve of nightfall, with the sky in the east having already darkened completely, while to the west, one could still barely make out a few clouds floating in the air.

This moment just before nightfall, Ronald’s mood was also fluctuating.

From the Warden’s reaction earlier, it was very likely that the guy had already dealt with the thing underneath his own dungeon; that’s why he could confront Miss Mapple so boldly and confidently.

If the other party’s plan was successful,

then there was a high probability that this operation against the Warden would face a failed outcome.

After all, the combination of the Warden’s public identity and the status of an original canon controller on the mystical side resulted in a network of relationships that were twisted and complicated with various interests.

It was like a well-defended hedgehog that was difficult for an ordinary hunter to deal with.

"..."

However, just as Ronald was deep in thought and considering whether to make another trip to the path through the woods, a gentle footstep suddenly came from behind him.

Then, a tender female voice called his name from behind:

"Ah, isn’t that Mr. Ronald?"

"What brings you to the Investigation Bureau?"

Hearing the voice, Ronald turned his head to look.

There behind him stood Audrey, maintaining her usual calm smile as she quietly observed him.

However, unlike the previous encounters,

there seemed to be a hint of a subtle smile in the nun’s eyes at this moment.

Considering the current situation...

It was apparent that Audrey, a church cleric, also had her own unique network of information regarding the recent events.

Gazing at the nun, Ronald stayed silent for a moment before he finally spoke:

"I did have some personal affairs to handle at the Investigation Bureau."

"But it is quite a coincidence to encounter you here at this moment, Miss Audrey."

"..."

Perceiving Ronald’s implication,

the church’s nun graciously extended her right hand toward Ronald as an invitation for him to take it, and then she took the initiative to propose:

"Mr. Ronald, you wouldn’t mind taking a walk together, would you?"

"It’s getting dark in Bärenwehr, and who knows if we’ll have such an opportunity again."

Faced with Audrey’s demeanor,

Ronald hesitated for a moment before taking the nun’s arm willingly.

"Where shall we go for a walk?"

The church’s nun was quite pleased with Ronald’s attitude.

With a slight smile and a generous expression, she said:

"Let’s head towards the train station."

"Tonight, there is a train leaving for Springs, and we might encounter some interesting lost lambs there."