Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 220 - 219 Incoming Letter

Chapter 220: Chapter 219 Incoming Letter

After seeing Raphael off from his new home, Ronald returned to the third floor and sat on the edge of his bed.

The apartment building had three levels, connected by a spiral staircase near the courtyard.

Upon entering the main gate, you were met with a fairly open semi-outdoor courtyard where one could bask in the noon and afternoon sun. Surrounding this open space were shared areas like the kitchen neatly arranged around it.

Among the layout on the ground floor, there were two suites available for living.

One of them was the landlord’s residence; the tenant of the other seemed to be absent lately.

Upon ascending the stairs to the second floor,

it was home to Aetos, who had welcomed Ronald upon his arrival, and another tenant Ronald had yet to meet. Plus, there was another suite there for rent.

As for Ronald’s own location on the third floor, he was the only resident.

And next door, another room remained unrented.

Though the third floor was higher up, it boasted an additional small loft space that neither the first nor the second floors had, all told making for a very nice living environment.

Sitting on the bed which was already made.

Ronald relaxed his body, lying back, and started to think about what he needed to do next.

The first order of business in Springs was, naturally, to find a way to locate Rumiel. Not only were there certain mysteries left unresolved on Black Mountain, but according to the various encounters in the Bolunwei Chronicles, Ronald felt that the last part of "Divine Comedy," "Purgatory," was very likely in Rumiel’s possession.

That was Ronald’s main purpose in coming to Springs.

Then, there was Elva Sherwood.

The editor-in-chief responsible for compiling the Bolunwei Chronicles, linked to the secretive organization that had sent the coded letters, was also residing in Springs. Naturally, Ronald planned to take the opportunity to visit her.

Then...

Having arranged his itinerary in his mind, it was only now that Ronald remembered the platinum figure.

Patricia also lived in this city.

He wondered when and under what circumstances he would meet this forthright friend again...

With such disjointed thoughts,

Although it was still afternoon and the sun hadn’t set,

as everything quieted down again, a wave of fatigue emerged within Ronald. He moved his body slowly onto the bed and didn’t bother to undress, soon falling into a drowsy sleep.

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"Ronald?"

Clang clang—

"Is Mr. Ronald there?"

Clang clang—

The thing that awakened Ronald from his slumber was a series of urgent knocks and calls.

Regaining consciousness from his sleep,

he, who hadn’t undressed and had slept in his clothes, immediately rose and walked toward the door:

"I’m here, who is it?"

Click—

Upon opening the door, a middle-aged woman dressed as a servant stood at the threshold.

Perhaps she had been cleaning, as there was a slight frown to her brow.

However, that soon changed.

Upon clearly seeing Ronald’s face, the servant’s impatience quickly faded and was replaced by a polite smile as she spoke:

"Mr. Ronald, I’m Rita, responsible for cleaning this area."

"I noticed there was a letter for you at the door when I came by earlier, so I came specifically to remind you."

"If you need, I can go get it for you now."

Ronald immediately waved his hand:

"No need to trouble yourself, I’ll get it myself."

As Ronald reflected on the maid’s rapid change of face, he left the room and headed straight downstairs.

The lazy winter sunlight spilled into the courtyard.

Even without borrowing the ability of the original, just from the angle of the light, one could tell that it was already noon.

Had he really slept that long...

Descending the stairs, Ronald walked directly to the entrance to retrieve the letter Rita mentioned.

As he did, the maid who had been cleaning the stairs followed him down, saying in a rather gentle tone,

"Mr. Ronald, from now on, I can bring your mail up for you. I usually come around every day at noon and in the evening, and I can help with cooking if you need it."

"Oh, I don’t know where you’re from."

"Actually, I’m quite familiar with cooking methods for various foods from around Springs; I can definitely..."

The sight of a young, handsome guy who fit her aesthetic moving into the apartment set off a torrent of enthusiasm from the maid that was difficult to handle; it seemed impossible to get away from her relentless chatter.

Especially since Ronald and she had no deep-seated enmity.

Rita was merely showing her fondness for him, and he felt too embarrassed to coldly ask her to leave.

It took nearly a quarter of an hour of entanglement before,

Ronald finally managed to get his mail and then returned to his room alone.

"Phew—"

Sitting in the chair in his living room, he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.

Although such events didn’t cause any physical pain, the mental torment was certainly not pleasant.

This situation reminded him somewhat of his early days working at the Bolunwei train station.

After resting for a few seconds, Ronald, still seated, turned and opened the window.

He took a couple of deep breaths of the moist air from the Wis River, then turned back to examine the envelope in front of him.

The ordinary pale envelope had the short-haul postage already paid.

At that moment, it only had an address written in elegant handwriting.

[Springs—Riverside District—Burrough Street No. 003—Oak Theater]

"..."

Seeing this address, Ronald already had a suspicion.

This was probably an invitation sent by someone who hadn’t yet revealed their real name.

He opened the envelope and took out the contents.

Indeed, it was an opera ticket and a letter with few words.

Apart from the clichéd social niceties, the gist of the message was, "I have a performance this weekend evening, here’s the ticket."

Staring at the letter, Ronald shook his head with a smile,

"I knew it..."

He pulled open the drawer and stashed the ticket away, then stood up from the chair and stretched.

Since it was a friend’s invitation, he would definitely attend.

And for now...

It was a good time to take a walk around the nearby riverside district.

After all, this was the area he would be living in next, and getting familiar with the surroundings in advance was always a good idea.

If he encountered situations that required fighting or avoiding, he’d be prepared.

—Quietly pushing open the door.

Ronald made sure the maid wasn’t on the third floor before swiftly locking his door and heading out.

He hurried down to the first floor with light steps.

Like that, he left the apartment without a second’s hesitation.

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