Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 210 - 209: Support Arrives

Chapter 210: Chapter 209: Support Arrives

Confusion, incomprehension, doubt...

Even a certain degree of fear.

In the heart of this man named Malcolm, intricate thoughts were breeding emotions known as apprehension.

In the mysterious world he knew, major schools possessed outstanding talents, a long history, and numerous dedicated scholars who continuously engaged in research.

In such situations, the major schools explored and utilized their own Spells in the most thorough and comprehensive manner, basically consistent with the basic positioning of a large school.

But for smaller schools like the one Malcolm came from...

The situation often wouldn’t be so comfortable.

At best, a small school might master three to five Spells.

Then, it could use this ability to sustain its own interests and have a certain level of power in a specific field, allowing for a passable existence.

But if unlucky...

According to what Malcolm knew, there were even micro schools that only possessed a single Spell.

Considering the current actual state of the world.

For such schools, rather than dedicately researching their original texts on their own, it would be better to offer them to those high-ranking, influential figures to exchange for status and opportunities for promotion.

If they could pull this off.

By offering up an original text, the other party would at least provide a considerably generous return.

But if they did not choose such a path...

Unless there emerged a genius so talented that it defied common sense, who could crack the Spells of their own original text at an exaggerated speed and utilize it.

Otherwise, in the foreseeable future.

These small schools generally wouldn’t have a way to survive.

So, saying...

Was this man called Ronald such a genius?

From the depths of his emotions, Malcolm was rather unwilling to believe this.

Even if it was an unparalleled genius, to crack a Spell of this level within two months of encountering an original text was simply too preposterous.

However, the reality... seemed to be just that!

Intricate gazes swept from the mist swirling around his body.

Since it was a Spell born from his own school’s original text, Malcolm was certain that it contained an exceedingly exaggerated power.

From any angle, this was consistent with the level of Spell mastery expected of an original text controller, with the Magic power it contained almost as exaggerated as if directly channeled from the original text.

If only this weren’t a fight to the death...

In an instant, thoughts that shouldn’t have emerged sprang up in Malcolm’s mind.

After all, it was the school where he had lived and maintained for the first twenty years of his life.

If he could establish a good relationship with Ronald, could he possibly enhance the power their school originally should have had without needing the help of others?

It was just unfortunate that they had already found themselves in opposing circumstances.

He might as well give up this faint glimmer of hope.

With a forceful shake of his head, Malcolm’s expression stabilized once again.

He pushed his slightly skewed pince-nez back into place with one hand, then looked down at the staff-sword in his hands.

If he had continued to painstakingly research the original text on his own as before, he likely wouldn’t have been able to craft even the staff-sword he now held.

Since he had chosen this path.

He could only continue forging ahead without looking back!

On one hand, Malcolm was mentally preparing himself for a final gamble.

On the other hand, Ronald had also regrouped with Audrey.

Ronald manipulated the black fog to create a pathway. The nun, seeing that it was him, naturally didn’t say much and simply nodded in this direction.

The noise from the recent skirmish had indirectly confirmed that Ronald was on their side. Audrey was not about to doubt her allies amid the tense battle.

Taking advantage of the cover of the black fog, Ronald approached the nun and asked in a low voice,

"Audrey, I just tested an attack, but I still can’t break through the opponent’s defense."

"Do you have any ideas?"

Hearing Ronald’s question, Audrey shook her head with a puzzled look:

"Something is off with this guy."

"I am very confident in my attacks. Even against very strong protective spells, my attacks shouldn’t be consistently caught over and over again."

"Yet this guy’s defense remains effective. It’s as if every time my attack weakens his defense to a certain extent, he can immediately recover to his strongest state."

With these words, a shadow passed over Audrey’s face.

Since becoming an Inspector, this was the first time she had encountered an opponent whose defense she couldn’t break.

After hearing Audrey’s response,

Ronald was not troubled by such an answer.

He pondered with his head bowed, muttering softly:

"A defense that continuously recovers..."

Ronald felt something was amiss, but he needed to keep an eye on the enemy’s movements, and couldn’t find the opportunity to think deeply.

Somewhere in his mind, Ronald felt that the way to break the opponent’s defense was near.

Just at that moment...

He suddenly realized that there appeared to be a team of at least six people around his black fog, and they had also arrived at the edge of the "violent" force. They didn’t attack at first.

The very next second after Ronald realized this, a man’s voice called out from outside:

"Lady Audrey, how are you faring?"

...

Upon hearing this voice, the nun in front of Brother Ron’s eyes lit up.

She immediately straightened up, and Audrit loudly replied from outside:

"The enemy is still restricted here, ready to move!"

After responding, the nun turned her gaze back to Ronald.

Looking at the Original Keeper in front of her, Audrey straightforwardly grabbed Ronald’s hand and pulled him to walk outside.

"Quick, we need to leave this area immediately."

"My companions are about to use a very powerful spell. Let’s not get caught in this attack."

Ronald nodded and obediently followed Audrey’s lead, moving away from the range of the black fog.

It was clear that the people shouting outside were Audrey’s companions from the church.

If they could win without him having to act,

He would be pleased to see that happen.

Since they were already close to the edge, once they stepped out of the black fog, Ronald immediately saw twelve priests in black robes standing there, virtually sealing off the area.

Among the clergy, besides those Ronald had seen before on the train, there were also new faces he was seeing for the first time.

Clearly, they were the church’s prior arrangements made outside of Berengarish.

Outside the black fog, Ronald could still sense that the enemy hadn’t moved from its place. He quickly explained to the priests in front of him:

"He is right inside, near the center. You can act at any time."

"Thank you, we understand." The priest calmly nodded at Ronald, thanked him, and then turned his gaze to Audrey, "Miss Audrey, shall we proceed now?"

The church’s Inspector nun responded without hesitation:

"Proceed immediately!"

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