Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 269 - 268: Custom Props

Chapter 269: Chapter 268: Custom Props

The time came to the next evening.

During the encounter with an original text holder, or perhaps out of sheer professionalism, the Investigation Bureau had visited Ronald that day to notify and question him.

Speaking specifically,

Utilizing the information obtained last night, the Investigation Bureau had already discovered traces of spellcasting in the underground of the "Sardack," and even instances of a Charming Spell being used to entice the audience into making large purchases.

However, what was even more frustrating was the speed at which these people retreated.

As a mature, established organization, they evacuated with great efficiency; aside from the two witches killed by the falling cargo ship, no one remained in Springs now.

Of course, there was a gain.

The reason was the same two bodies.

As the last guards thoroughly checking the theater, these two witches were powerful Casters capable of rivaling the elite of the Investigation Bureau, and the reason they shifted their attention in the end was to divert the investigator’s attention and take away a magical artifact in the midst of creation.

As for the specific details...

Citing the artifact’s excessive danger and inconvenient disclosure as reasons, the Investigation Bureau did not inform Ronald.

"..."

Perhaps reflecting on the uninformative conversation of the day,

Ronald rose from his chair, walked to the door to put on his overcoat, and stepped out.

At this hour, there was hardly a soul to be seen around the apartment, and he left undisturbed, all alone.

Tonight, Ronald’s time had already been scheduled in advance.

Last night, when he parted with Raphael, he specifically inquired and learned of a shop that dealt exclusively in mystical side-item goods and could also craft some simpler artifacts upon request.

Holding the power he had acquired after the "Trial of Mercury" in his hand,

Ronald naturally decided to seek out professionals to construct an artifact.

Thus leaving his apartment, Ronald walked slowly toward the outskirts of the riverside district under the glow of streetlamps; after walking alone for over half an hour, he arrived at a street in the neighboring city district.

The street was lined with shops selling ornaments, gifts, herbs, and similar wares.

At this hour, many stores were still open for business.

Compared to Bellingwedge, the city of Springs began its rest much later at night, and there were still some customers to be seen walking around.

While looking at the shop signs on both sides of the road, Ronald leisurely sought his destination.

Soon, Ronald stopped in front of an inconspicuous herbalist’s shop.

Being a place open for business, he easily found the spot Raphael had told him about.

— "Elon’s Cottage"

Although it shared a name with a certain elven king, it posed no issue in this otherworld.

A slight smile appeared on Ronald’s face as he pushed the door and entered the shop.

Ding-a-ling—

Immediately, a crisp ring sounded from behind the counter.

Above the store ceiling, a rope connected the front door to a bell on the counter’s end, easily alerting anyone behind the counter of new arrivals.

Upon hearing the bell’s ring,

The shopkeeper behind the counter immediately looked up with a kind smile:

"Customer, what would you like to buy?"

Ronald nodded in response:

"Uh, I’m looking to have something made."

"Something from our shop."

The shopkeeper seemed quite old, his wrinkles and white hair speaking of many years gone by.

Knowing that the elder was a person of the mystical side, Ronald naturally did not need to disguise anything; the shop was small and there were only the two of them, so Ronald directly summoned the original text in his hand and flicked it.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper’s kind expression immediately vanished.

With just this gesture, living in Springs, he had realized that this young man, who appeared to be in his twenties, was actually an original text holder!

This was no longer just being in awe of the younger generation...

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But it was the high echelons of the mysterious side who had personally come in front of him!

Could such a great personage really visit his small shop?

His heart was filled with unease.

However, as a shopkeeper seasoned in running his business, he knew he couldn’t just freeze on the spot.

With a serious expression on his face, he promptly came out from behind the counter and then slightly bent forward, standing at an angle in front of Ronald.

"Esteemed sir, may I ask what you would like to have made?"

"If it is an extremely rare and uncommon item, I’m afraid these old hands of mine might not be able to..."

Upon hearing the old man’s somewhat reverent tone, Ronald immediately explained,

"Rest assured."

"I am here today simply to commission the making of a small item, nothing particularly troublesome."

The old man nodded slightly,

"Is that so?"

"Then, what kind of item do you wish to have made?"

Ronald answered without hesitation,

"A ring."

He had thought about his purpose of the visit before coming, with the experience of using gloves; now what he wanted was a ring that was also easy to carry and not easily noticed by others.

After stating what he wanted, he continued to add,

"There’s no need for any particularly difficult requirements."

"Just the right size and capable of storing Magic Power is fine."

Hearing Ronald’s request, the old shopkeeper’s expression became subtly intricate.

It was a request he had rarely encountered.

When the people of the mysterious side order custom items, at the very least they usually have some Arrays etched into them for constant application of Spells; requests that only require the storage of Magic Power were indeed very rare.

Thus, the shopkeeper tentatively asked,

"My lord, for this ring..."

"Do you mean to say it is just like that, without the need for additional Spells or such?"

Ronald nodded affirmatively in response,

"Exactly, that’s all."

After reconfirming Ronald’s request, the old man appeared somewhat astonished but still nodded and replied,

"If that’s the case, then please accompany me to the back."

"This kind of item can be made quite quickly, give me about three hours, and it should be ready."

After speaking, the old man did not hesitate further.

He took a "Closed for Business" sign from behind the counter, hung it on the front door, locked up the shop, and then led Ronald towards the back of the shop.

In fact, this shop also served as the old man’s residence.

Following him to the back, Ronald swiftly got a sense of the building’s layout: the storefront facing the street, the living quarters on the second floor, and the personal workshop behind the shop.

A very traditional and simple setup.

Back in his own workshop, the old man first took out a soft tape measure and a piece of grey solid, setting it aside, before turning to Ronald to inquire,

"Sir, is this ring for your own wear?"

Ronald nodded,

"Yes, it’s for me to wear."

The old man continued to ask,

"On which finger do you plan to wear it?"

"Considering comfort and for ease of measurement, may I measure your hand?"

Ronald thought for a moment, then generously extended his hand in reply,

"The index finger, the index finger is fine."

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