Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 63 Not Yet Over

Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Not Yet Over

"Hey, Patricia."

Upon hearing the girl’s voice, Ronald, who was seated on the bench, looked up.

The platinum blonde figure looked somewhat tired, but deep within the eyes that gazed back at her was a familiar feeling of old friends reuniting.

She appeared quite happy—

"....."

After grinning broadly, Ronald spoke teasingly,

"It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?"

"Maybe?" Patricia also smiled, then turned to sit down on the bench as well. During this action, she clearly saw two tears in the sleeve of Ronald’s right hand.

She remembered it well.

Just before they broke free from the temporal distortion, that sleeve had been intact.

Then, Patricia spoke up,

"Ronald, what happened to your sleeve?"

"It was fine just a moment ago, wasn’t it?"

"..."

Ronald looked at the area Patricia was pointing out.

The sleeve of his coat had two brand-new tears; he was going to have to ask the landlady to mend his clothes when he got back.

Or perhaps it would be better to buy a new garment to wear?

Of course, Ronald did not forget to explain to Patricia,

"The power I activated just now repelled the ’Magic Book,’ so when you turned your head, I got thrown out again."

"But it’s not a big problem; I’m still alright in the end."

"..."

"It seems you’ve had it tough too."

Remembering the tone Ronald used when he made his suggestion earlier, Patricia could guess what had happened.

Woo-woo-woo—

Clang clang—

Just then, a train across the station began to screech.

Although it wasn’t the Dongfeng number, Ronald and Patricia still reflexively jumped up from the chair like a conditioned response.

This action naturally drew curious glances from the pedestrians around.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other, and after a few seconds they both laughed out loud.

"Hahaha."

"Let’s go, there’s nothing else to do by staying here."

"You’re right."

After one last look at the bench on the platform, the two walked out together.

But they hadn’t walked for a minute,

when a small detail changed before their eyes.

As the sole train station in the city of Borlenwich, Borlenwich Station typically had a relatively frequent flow of people.

But as they emerged from the passage to the platform, Ronald and Patricia noticed that the flow of people had clearly started to decrease.

The few passersby who did come by, showed more or less a hint of panic and fear on their faces.

Just like they had just seen something terrifying.

Something was wrong—

Faced with such a situation, Patricia took the initiative to stop a young man who seemed fairly young, and bluntly asked,

"Sir, what happened outside?"

"I notice that everyone’s expressions are a bit off."

"Ah?" The young man was visibly stunned by Patricia’s beauty for a moment. However, when he saw the decorative sword at her waist, he immediately started to explain obediently, "Just now, several people were killed by a carriage outside, a lot of people are gathered around there, and there are quite a few police as well."

After explaining with a somewhat fearful tone, the young man hesitated before continuing,

"Miss... I need to catch my train?"

"Sorry for the interruption."

They stepped aside, Patricia and Ronald continued walking out.

At the same time, Patricia said softly to the side:

"It must be people from the investigation bureau. They’ve sensed something wrong with the station and sent someone to probe the situation."

"..."

Ronald instantly understood the situation.

Previously, the station had been engulfed by the chaotic original power. Naturally, the local investigation bureau’s people would come here to investigate and resolve the trouble.

However, it seems their method of entering the station was somewhat violent.

Just like how Ronald, using the "Rain Mist Divine Hammer," controlled the original power and faced its rejection, the investigators who took aggressive actions also encountered attacks from the original power.

Unfortunately, they failed.

And after their death, their corpses were thrown out of the station, eventually staged as a car accident by others waiting outside.

In that case, Patricia and himself were quite lucky.

Not to mention solving the incident, at least both of them had survived intact.

And with that in mind...

Suddenly, Ronald had an idea.

He looked at the girl beside him with a meaningful gaze before continuing,

"Patricia, I plan to head back to the ’office’ to continue working."

"Do you have any thoughts?"

"..."

Patricia was silent for a few seconds.

The heavily emphasized word ’office’ in Ronald’s tone had already conveyed to her the man’s thoughts in front of her.

A few more breaths passed, and the girl suddenly stretched out her hand with a smile:

"I just arrived in Borlenwich today, better find a place to stay in the city area first."

"Mr. Ronald, it’s been a pleasure to meet you."

"Likewise."

Their hands grasped and shook firmly. The girl let go and decisively continued walking out of the station.

As her platinum hair receded into the background, she was indistinguishable from the other passengers disembarking.

"Huff—"

Watching Patricia leave, Ronald wasn’t idle either.

Just like the usual end of a workday slacking off, he headed towards the station’s office building.

The meeting on the second floor had ended at this point, and Martina, who had been waiting in the corridor, was nowhere to be seen.

Apart from the cold wind blowing from outside the building, scarcely any activity was near the hallway.

With a clear goal, Ronald went up to the second-floor office, took the train timetable he had sorted out that morning along with a thick stack of accumulated work, tied them up after writing the date with a pen, and then carried them down to the first floor.

"Krell, lend me the keys to the archive room."

"I’m going to store the timetable."

"Sure thing."

The colleague, with a casual expression, handed over the keys without any suspicion.

After receiving the keys, Ronald walked toward the archive room on the first floor.

The entire process was sporadic and ordinary, attracting no one’s attention.

Click—

The key was inserted into the lock, and Ronald opened the door to the archive room.

At this moment, the original power had subsided, and the archive room, covered with dust, appeared exceptionally old. Just by pushing the door open, Ronald immediately felt the air become full of particulates.

"Cough cough—"

"..."

Carrying the timetable, Ronald walked into the room, lifted a bound file from the desk, blew off the dust print with a "whoosh," and then placed the neatly sorted timetable on top.

"Now it’s finally over."

Murmuring thoughtfully, Ronald left the archive room.

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A few minutes later.

Ronald, having returned the keys, went back to his own office on the second floor. He took off his coat, hung it on the back of the chair, and lifelessly slumped in front of the desk, staring blankly at a row of clocks.

Logically speaking, the investigation bureau should conduct an inquiry on the people at the station.

He, a mysteriously registered individual.

Would definitely become a primary subject of their investigation.

Thinking this, the sound of chaos faintly drifted from downstairs in the office building.

His expression becoming serious, Ronald rose from his chair.

Donning his coat and rolling up his sleeves, he then walked out of the office.

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