Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength-Chapter 538 - 535: The Last Day

The suppression of ordinary casters by the original text holders was already quite obvious.

Not to mention that Ronald and Bapulor were a two-man operation, and they were both powerful figures among the original text holders.

After three days,

their clean-up mission of these disorderly individuals could be called perfect.

Moreover, after several direct or indirect battles, Ronald had witnessed the spells used in combat by this cult magician.

Bapulor’s spells mainly consisted of two types,

—physical and psychological contamination.

Physically, he could manipulate an enemy’s body as though it were clay, and his own physical attributes were far from human, with strength and resilience far exceeding the ordinary.

Psychologically, Bapulor could deliver a very effective Spiritual Whip just by making eye contact, thereby causing various types of distress and damage.

During this time, Ronald also attempted some verbal probing.

Bapulor controlled an original text of the Complete Technique type, and he had completed his mastery over it. However, when it came to the specific effects of his spells, the man rarely disclosed any information.

According to the cult magician, this was "a secret of the sect," and he did not have the right to tell Ronald. If one day in the future he left the cult magician sect, he would be quite willing to share the secrets with Ronald.

Regarding Bapulor’s statement...

Ronald felt it was probably best to act as though he hadn’t heard it.

It was while they maintained a cooperation that was probably acceptable that the clean-up work entered its final stage.

—Dealing with those cult magicians on the list.

—In other words, Bapulor’s "rebellious" subordinates.

As in the previous days, Ronald met Bapulor at the apartment.

Ronald scrutinized Bapulor carefully, but the cult magician looked no different from before in his dark red robe and showed no particular change in expression.

For this guy, tonight’s operation seemed no different from others, with only the level of difficulty being of any concern.

Ronald kept this in mind as he left the house and probed with a question,

"We’re going to confront your subordinates tonight?"

Bapulor responded with his usual demeanor, even somewhat sternly,

"Let’s be precise in our speech. Tonight, what we are confronting are the Fallen Ones who have strayed into evil, not my subordinates."

"..."

The cult magician’s statement clearly defined the boundary.

Had Ronald not known of Bapulor’s identity, he almost would have believed him to be a person of righteousness who wouldn’t hesitate to bring justice upon his kin.

After a few seconds of silence, Ronald finally waved his hand,

"Alright, let’s set out."

"Indeed we shall!"

In the darkness of night, the two made their way as usual towards the eastern bank district.

The cult magician named Little William Ireland, whose stronghold was located in the outermost edge of Springs, in the forest area, was once even considered a chief general in Bapulor’s plans.

Halfway through the journey, Ronald realized there might be an issue with Bapulor’s character, so he asked another question,

"Bapulor, didn’t you introduce this guy as skilled in the same system of spells as you?"

The cult magician nodded as it was to be expected,

"Little William’s talent is exceptional; I even had him undergo a trial of the original text."

"What, Ronald, you also want to learn the spells of our sect?"

"Not interested," Ronald immediately declined Bapulor’s invitation, then continued, "What I actually want to know is whether Little William has any other specialties in addition to your sect’s spells?"

And so, just as Ronald was wary of, Bapulor made a statement that was truly shocking,

"He... possesses an original text."

"But it doesn’t matter, we have two people on our side. Even the most talented caster could die in a two-on-one fight."

"..."

"You spoke wisely," Ronald gasped out after a lengthy pause, "So, what about his original scriptures? You should know about their capabilities, right?"

Bapulor immediately responded,

"Use the trustworthy without mistrust, and do not employ the doubtful."

"I vaguely know that the scriptures are related to summoning, but I’m not very clear on the details."

"..."

"Bapulor... You really have your ways."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"No need to thank me!"

Thanks to the outrageous extent of the heretic magicians, Ronald found himself unconsciously quickening his pace and, looking into the night, a rare flicker of emotion could be detected in his eyes.

Now, in Ronald’s mind,

He recalled what Heloise had said about these people.

Insane.

Truly, utterly insane!

After the matters in Springs were settled, Ronald was determined to draw a definitive line between himself and this group, just as decisively as he had with Bapulor and his subordinates!

Moving forward, their position began to approach the southeastern part of Springs.

The Border Forest District was shaped like a vertical strip, and at its very end, it even connected to the Sunset Sea.

Ronald and Bapulor’s destination

lay within this portion of the district.

And as they drew closer, Ronald, who was always on alert with the power of "Fury" for surveillance, sensed something amiss.

Even though they were still a few streets away,

just by heading in that direction, he felt the emotional fluctuations of more than forty people, and the location was extremely close to where Bapulor had pointed out.

At this time...

It was possible that there were night-shift workers busy at the docks by the Wis River,

but along the coast of the Sunset Sea, the fishing boats wouldn’t be returning at this time, would they?

Ronald immediately slowed his pace and turned to see the heretic magician, whose face showed no reaction:

"Why are there so many people?"

Bapulor’s expression turned blank, then he quickly had an epiphany:

"Many people... I get it now!"

"Ronald, this is just gossip, don’t tell anyone, okay?"

"..."

Ronald silently stared at the heretic magician, who quickly continued to explain:

"Didn’t we participate in that discussion together last time, and then you exposed the inner workings of the ’Nine Orders Conclave’?"

Ronald nodded:

"That did happen."

"What, does the situation here have something to do with that discussion?"

Bapulor went on to explain,

"Exactly, some people plan to hold some mysterious side meeting after Harvest Day, and then head to storm the headquarters of the ’Nine Orders Conclave.’ However, some can’t wait and are already preparing to leave."

Ronald wasn’t quite sure what his expression was at the moment.

Probably not a very pleasant one as he sought confirmation,

"These forty-odd people, are they preparing to trouble the ’Nine Orders Conclave’?"

Bapulor felt he completely understood Ronald’s feelings.

He even puffed out his chest and continued with full confidence,

"Don’t worry, Little William Ireland’s reputation is not much different from mine; they have no reason to stop our righteous act!"

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