Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 335 - 334: Attacked

Chapter 335: Chapter 334: Attacked

"..."

"Where did you find out that there were other people on Black Mountain?"

Lumiere didn’t make Ronald wait too long.

After a stunned silence, she looked at Ronald in front of her and then cautiously began to ask.

And such an action also helped Ronald confirm something.

—That day on Black Mountain.

—There were indeed others lurking in the shadows!

Thus, Ronald didn’t hesitate to continue questioning:

"What, this is also something you can’t talk about?"

"I’m just asking you to reveal their identities."

"..."

"It’s not impossible."

Not knowing what sort of mental deliberation she had gone through, Lumiere, though showing difficulty, finally nodded.

Thus, the ’girl’ continued to explain:

"Ronald, things over there might be different from what you imagine."

"Inside the mountain of Black Mountain, there’s actually a base hidden specifically for studying and deciphering the original texts. However, it only underwent a change in personnel following the unexpected appearance of our family."

"..."

This was certainly a lot of information.

After thinking deeply for a while, Ronald brought up a detail from earlier:

"Lumiere, I remember you said there were hardly any living people."

"Does that mean there are still living people there?"

"That’s right." Lumiere promptly admitted Ronald’s guess, her gaze shifting anxiously around the room before she continued hesitantly, "Based on what I know, there are at least three people still alive."

"Besides those who taught us the mysterious knowledge from the original creations, there are also those responsible for dealing with subsequent issues."

This answer was much as Ronald had speculated.

However, because the content of the conversation differed from Lumiere’s earlier statements, he chose a somewhat marginal question to probe Lumiere:

"Among those people, was there the Malcolm from earlier?"

"And didn’t your family take any action against them?"

"..."

Hearing this question, Lumiere smiled bitterly as if she’d been seen through.

While shaking her head, she continued:

"Ronald, about this matter..."

She had just begun to speak when Lumiere suddenly stopped her narration.

Staring straight in the direction behind Ronald, this ’girl’ seemed to have had her attention completely captured by something there.

And as the one who was asking the questions.

Lumiere’s reaction was fully witnessed by Ronald, who was right in front of her.

...

Someone’s coming?

How is that possible!

Not to mention Ronald’s excellent hearing.

Even the ’Fury’ power brought by "Divine Comedy" hadn’t been turned off since Ronald returned to the apartment.

Is there someone in the room that Ronald wouldn’t notice?

But Lumiere’s reaction was just too real.

Clearly subdued by Ronald and passively answering questions, such a reaction at this critical moment was completely contrary to normal human psychological activity.

Then what could be the reason?

With doubts, Ronald looked back.

Behind him was the position of the balcony on the third floor of the apartment, the dark night making everything there pitch black, impossible to discern any useful imagery from it.

Wait...

Ronald’s heart suddenly filled with unease.

He had not noticed anything because he was relying on his own senses.

But what about Lumir?

His sight could not detect anything suspicious, but could Lumir, a creation from the original texts, perceive something in the darkness?

Snap—

Subconsciously, Ronald snapped his fingers with his right hand.

At that instant, an anomaly suddenly descended upon the room.

A heavy desk that had been sitting in the living room hurtled toward Ronald, causing the defensive spell he had just activated to trigger upon impact.

Then, with the white light still clinging to Ronald, the desk, along with him, was smashed into the corner of the room.

At the same time, other events were unfolding.

Lumir, who had been tied to a chair, was suddenly lifted by a remarkable force, carrying her and the chair along an arc towards the balcony.

Swoosh—

Because Ronald had not closed the door leading to the balcony.

Without any significant hindrance, Lumir flew out with the chair from Ronald’s house and instantly disappeared into the pitch-black night.

Ronald, who had just kicked the desk away and stood up, was already too late to stop her departure.

"..."

Faced with the scene that had suddenly unfolded before him.

Ronald was only startled for a moment before he immediately turned and rushed to the balcony.

This time, his excellent vision was not entirely fruitless.

In the darkness, he could vaguely make out the direction in which Lumir disappeared, seeming to include the figure of a man leaving with her.

So, Ronald murmured softly,

"Astronomy Master..."

If Ronald was not mistaken,

the culprit who had abducted Lumir from his home tonight was the powerful Caster from the Nine Commandments, also the possessor of the original text, "Astronomy Master."

At this moment, Ronald even considered summoning the Wings of Icarus and chasing after them.

But rationale still took precedence.

Seeing the speed at which the figure disappeared from view, Ronald knew his flying speed could never catch up with the man.

It was too rash to risk being seen with his stark white wings flapping in pursuit.

"..."

Standing on the balcony, Ronald squinted into the darkness of Springs.

After a considerable length of time, he shook his head and returned to the room.

Thump, he sat in a chair.

While observing the mess inside the room and the remaining fragments of Moore’s body, Ronald’s mind was also analyzing the night’s events.

Lumir had answered few questions.

But for him, these had been crucial in solving part of the mystery.

Yet why would the people from the Nine Commandments act at such a time?

Was there an existing collaboration between the groups or some conspiracy, still unknown to him, secretly unfolding?

"Sigh—"

Unable to help himself, Ronald sighed.

It was impossible not to feel thwarted when, having come so far, someone else intercepted the plan midway.

Thus, grabbing pen and paper from the disheveled floor, Ronald began seriously and intently writing something.

An incident like tonight’s, he could allow to happen only once.

And he would never permit a second occurrence!

So starting now, he decided to formulate a plan for dealing with the "Astronomy Master" text first.

Such that the next time they met,

not to mention someone taking a person away from Ronald’s presence,

even the original text’s Caster himself must be compelled to stay right before him!