Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 414 - 411 Typhoon is Coming

Chapter 414: Chapter 411 Typhoon is Coming

Snap—

"Ronald, is that a fish?"

Amidst the howling Gale of the White Star district, Eloise pointed at the waves crashing against the window as they whooshed by, her expression filled with excitement.

—The typhoon had arrived.

Working in the White Star district for several days, Ronald and Eloise had gotten used to working there, and their relationship with the countess was steadily progressing.

However, it was under these circumstances that a typhoon suddenly visited Springs.

Since this morning, the savage southwestern winds had been relentlessly ravaging the land; walking through the industrial district, one couldn’t see the smoke billowing from the factory chimneys, only the dark, cloud-laden sky overhead.

At the same time, the typhoon brought with it an exceedingly exaggerated amount of rainfall.

Some of the more important sewer outlets near the Wis River had virtually turned into ceaseless waterfalls.

Springs, in the midst of a typhoon, was an unprecedented weather experience.

Eloise’s excited reaction at this moment stemmed from this.

Even though she was an outstanding spy, facing such a rare typhoon, she couldn’t help but have the reaction of a tropical resident encountering snowfall for the first time. Hence, even the sea fish blown into the city by the typhoon made Eloise sound like a child.

However, faced with such a situation, Ronald sat by the window with furrowed brows.

He had now moved a chair over, his eyes unceasingly observing the roaring Gale outside.

This wasn’t right... it really was too strange...

"Ronald, what’s wrong? This is a typhoon, you know. I’ve never seen one in my life!"

"I find it strange..."

Ronald continued to stare at the weather outside.

In the more than ten years of his social life, he had, of course, experienced typhoons a few times, but this one in Springs was completely different from the previous encounters.

Feeling the man’s reaction beside her, Eloise immediately suppressed her excited mood.

"What, have you discovered something?"

"This should just be normal rare weather; I haven’t found any trace of mysterious intervention at all."

"Let me give you the most basic primer." Ronald turned to look at her. Eloise had an expression of ’are you overthinking it?’ It couldn’t be helped given the limitations of knowledge in this era.

Thus, Ronald slowly voiced his suspicions:

"Normal typhoons, of course, wouldn’t make me think this way. But in fact, to understand something, the formation of typhoons or hurricanes generally requires several factors to be effective simultaneously. The planet’s rotation direction, the limitations of tropical regions, sea water temperature and depth—these are all quite important components."

"But look at Springs’ location. Even considering it as subtropical is a stretch, geographically it’s in the western part of the continent, far from the east where hurricanes might strike."

"Not to mention that this hurricane has blown over from the western sea... To be able to blow such a huge typhoon against the inertia of the planet’s rotation, the probability isn’t just about being large or small..."

Eloise didn’t have much knowledge about the weather.

But after listening to Ronald’s straightforward explanation, she gained some understanding of why the typhoon’s occurrence was unscientific.

Similarly frowning, Eloise took two steps back to Ronald’s side and discussed the matter with a serious tone:

"But if this typhoon is man-made, then this person’s strength must be beyond description in terms of power. Not to mention there’s not a trace of Magic Power interference within the storm..."

Eloise’s analysis had the distinctive features of a local.

Correspondingly, this was what Ronald was now estimating in his mind.

His understanding of meteorology was only at the popular level; he had no contact with detailed texts at all. If this typhoon was man-made, then what scripture would the other party be using?

Not to mention creating such a commotion, their purpose certainly wouldn’t be simple!

At this thought, Ronald subconsciously looked at his right hand.

The Rain Mist Divine Hammer, this stone scripture, lay quietly dormant inside, a faint connection as if hinting to Ronald.

—You are truly strong now.

Setting other aspects aside, in terms of combat power alone, Ronald was definitely at his strongest since crossing over. Not just the Divine Comedy series of scriptures that were more commonly used, even this scripture that controlled thunder was ready for use at will.

The typhoon weather, not even a second of the whole day was incompatible for use.

Was this an accidental strengthening of his own powers?

Each with their own concerns, Ronald and Eloise continued discussing the issue.

However, while discussion was one thing, there wasn’t anything they could do at the moment.

Though the typhoon’s arrival was sudden and eerie, they lacked further information and did not know where to begin an investigation.

In such a situation, it was best to honestly continue with their own work...

Bang bang bang—

Before even half of the afternoon work time had passed, a knock sounded from outside the office.

Then a staff member from the White Star district office walked in.

The visitor appeared quite bedraggled at this time.

His shoes left damp traces on the floor, and except for the area covered by his raincoat, there was hardly any dry spot on his body.

He quickly bowed as he entered the office, taking out a document protected from water and placing it on the office’s coffee table.

"Mr. Ronald, this is an urgent document from the trade association; please take a careful look."

The man seemed hurried in his actions.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

In the midst of the typhoon’s wind and rain, Ronald faintly heard the sound of the man descending the stairs.

Sent out by the Ginkgo Leaf at this time.

This man’s work was clearly more than just delivering documents.

"Ronald, work’s come our way."

Eloise seemed nonchalant about such situations, actively closing the office door before turning to pick up the document bag on the table.

"A document sent over at this time, do you think it has to do with this typhoon?"

"As long as it’s not calling us to find the instigator. The trade association’s work should have no connection to dealing with the typhoon’s creator, right?"

"You never know..."

After a few words of dialogue, Eloise also opened the waterproof document bag and began reading the contents.

Soon, the teasing expression on the girl’s face gradually turned solemn.

Just over a minute later, Eloise confirmed the information on the documents in her hands and then quickly stepped in front of Ronald:

"Ronald, you were right."

"Not only the Ginkgo Leaf, but this event has also been classified as a terrorist attack by the Investigation Bureau."

"Things have gotten complicated."