Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength-Chapter 1165 - 1159: The Fisherman

"Both of you have arrived."

Across the street, seeing Ronald and Brad, the warden quickened his pace, and as they met, he directly began to introduce:

"This is Mr. Noah, another friend who left [Greed] back then, and the new leader of the [Silver Blade] school."

"..."

"Hello, Noah."

"Hello, Brad."

Ronald greeted the opposite party, then without delay, the four of them returned to the shop and closed the flower shop's business for today.

Then, under the illumination of the oil lamp on the second floor.

The warden and Noah exchanged a glance, and then the latter handed a list to Ronald.

Ronald took it and began to look.

How should I put it... After signing the contract, the warden's efficiency is frighteningly high.

The list in Ronald's hand recorded the names, origins, factions, and reasons for leaving [Greed] for dozens of people. Judging by the handwriting, it was completed in less than an hour.

In other words.

In roughly half an afternoon, the warden found this Mr. Noah, and then the two original holders collectively got together the personnel information back then for [Rune Kingdom].

Having such abilities while being an original holder.

No wonder back then in [Greed], Bach could take such a powerful position.

Thinking this, Ronald did not slow down his pace of reviewing the data.

The list provided by the warden is very detailed, with many people having clear backgrounds and showcasing their school's abilities along the way.

Thus, Ronald's consideration range was significantly narrowed.

"..."

"Mr. Bach, there shouldn't be any missing personnel on this list, correct?"

After reading the intelligence, Ronald finally confirmed:

"If nothing unexpected happens, I am ready to act according to the contents above."

The warden cautiously replied:

"I guarantee that everyone who came from [Greed] is on here, unless there's an error in your prediction, there can't be any mistakes."

"That's good, I'll accept your payment." After confirming the warden was not deceiving him, Ronald brought out the reply he received from Alya, "Here is Lumir's answer."

"..."

The warden's eyes clearly showed excitement.

The problem that has been restraining him for over a year can finally be solved!

If he didn't seize the opportunity to break this shackle, based on the warden's knowledge of the world, even as an original holder, he might inevitably fall behind.

And this hope is now right in front of him.

Though his mood was indeed excited, his excellent self-control didn't allow Bach to show the slightest loss of composure.

He solemnly accepted the letter and began reading the contents.

"..."

The flower shop's second floor was very quiet.

No one disturbed the warden's reading, everyone waited quietly for his reaction after he finished confirming.

"Huff—"

"I didn't expect that you have such a relationship with the storyteller-sealer."

Finally, the warden read Alya's reply word for word.

Looking up at Ronald again, his gaze was clearly one of 'satisfaction.'

"In this way, I am finally liberated."

Though facing the very cheerful warden, Ronald somewhat bluntly asked:

"Just to ask, besides transactional links with Lumir, shouldn't you have any other emotional ties?"

The warden noticed Ronald's seriousness and immediately adjusted his expression:

"Of course, I only have a transactional relationship with her, which is no different from the transaction with you right now."

Viewing the warden distancing from Lumir, Ronald then continued:

"I'll be straightforward."

"Even though this person no longer poses a threat to me, after breaking the seal and completing your transaction with Lumir, I want to take her away."

"..."

"Of course, as long as I'm given a quarter-hour to complete the spell."

"What happens to Lumir in the end—it's entirely irrelevant to me."

The warden had no objections.

After a slight glance at Ronald's expression, he quickly gave up trying to deduce Ronald's intentions.

After all, the warden knew what he was supposed to do.

Meanwhile, Ronald stood up and was the first to head out of the flower shop without hesitation:

"There's no time to lose, let's go to the seaside now, it isn't far."

...

All four present were powerful figures on the mysterious side, in a city now ruled by cult sorcerers, they didn't need to be overly cautious.

Under the cover of night, they found a specialized shop to purchase needed goods, then arrived at a deserted shallow beach in [Donchom].

At this moment, the night had deepened.

As the strongest caster among the four, without any discussion needed, Ronald directly stepped forward, taking on the task of summoning Lumir.

"The first casting of the net..."

Murmuring softly, Ronald covered the newly bought fishing net with a special magical power structure, then cast the net into the sea for the first time, dragging back the dead donkey they conjured from the sea, during which he deliberately broke the fishing net.

"The second casting of the net..."

Subtly altering the magical structure, Ronald began the second casting. This time he dragged out a clay pot filled with mud and sand.

"The third casting of the net..."

Continuing to modify the magical structure, Ronald began the third casting. This time the net's sinking duration was significantly longer, and Ronald felt his actions constituted ritual conditions, forming a connection with some mystical entity.

He then exerted force to reel in, dragging up a pile of bones, stones, shells, and other assorted objects.

It seemed to be another fruitless endeavor.

But with Ronald's powerful perception abilities, he could sense a vast dome forming around him, as if the beach under his feet had transformed into a magical realm.

According to the information provided by Alya, and also the prototype in the [Tales of the Arabian Nights].

The fisherman's fourth casting of the net, which is Ronald's fourth casting. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Should be the casting that retrieves the brass bottle sealing the devil from the depths of the sea!

"The last time..."

Ronald's gaze focused, withdrawing his magical power from the net.

Then just like an ordinary person, he boldly cast the net into the sea and pulled it up.

Jingle—Clang—Splash—

A series of light collision sounds rang out.

Upon seeing the net he pulled up, Ronald was momentarily dazed.

—The quantity was overwhelming.

At the moment of completing the ritual, sixteen brass bottles were dragged out from the concept of seawater.

All these brass bottles were real, sealed by [Tales of the Arabian Nights]'s spell within the fairytale concept of 'devils,' entities the storyteller-sealer opposed but was difficult to kill!