Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength-Chapter 1187 - 1181: Fleeing Swiftly

Once you delve deeply into many matters, it inevitably leads to uncovering various insider secrets.

That's exactly how Ronald feels right now.

The cultist magician's coveting of Eloise—or rather Ronald—was one thing, but upon understanding the whole story, the Nine Commandments Society was unexpectedly involved.

Actually, before coming to the Rune Kingdom, Ronald had heard of the people from the Nine Commandments Society, who were also active here.

But he never expected to encounter them in this manner.

If he had known earlier—

He would have rather just rescued the person and then directly left.

At that point, returning to the fleet at sea, even if these guys made something in the Rune Kingdom, Ronald wouldn't bother to care.

But now…

Knowing this information, Ronald couldn't mentally persuade himself to completely disregard it.

"Sigh—"

Ronald sighed and continued to inquire Oborlek's content more deeply:

"Since both cult magicians and members of the Nine Commandments Society are coveting Eloise, based on the intelligence you have, what's their relationship in this matter?"

Oborlek continued to reply:

"They have some communication, but in terms of searching for Eloise, it seems there's completely no exchange of intelligence; each is entirely responsible for their own search."

Upon hearing this result, Ronald breathed a sigh of relief:

"I see, at least it's not the worst-case scenario..."

"..."

Ronald did not linger in front of the dilapidated tavern.

Considering time, he carried the magic potion-controlled Oborlek while heading to the Wanderer's Guild where the caster from Gred was held.

As for other former Entrode agents…

Following Eloise's idea, Ronald didn't make things difficult for this bunch, merely applying minor punishment and then letting this group indeed cursed by twisted fate be.

Not long after, the Wanderer's Guild appeared before him.

Oborlek in Ronald's hand also finally passed the phase dominated by the magic potion.

Not long ago, he was still able to stir up considerable turmoil and was himself a formidable caster and agent leader.

At this moment, there's only a blank look remaining on his face.

Ronald discarded him as if tossing away trash, and the three directly walked into the Wanderer's Guild.

——The Wanderer's Guild. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

This is a comprehensive venue in the city of Joruno, specializing in business for visitors, so there are quite a few gambling and entertainment facilities within.

In such a mixed place, Ronald and his companions found the 'agents' enterprise—a restaurant.

Just like the tavern that Ronald destroyed earlier.

These Entrode agents, in establishing a base in the Rune Kingdom, seem to have some connection with food.

Ronald pondered, pausing inconspicuously in his steps.

At that moment, Eloise discerned his thought.

"Food is among the agents' favorite industries."

"As long as the place is somewhat high-end, they can not only eavesdrop on intelligence while dining but sometimes even act directly at the dining table."

Ronald nodded lightly, indicating understanding.

Then he pushed the door open and walked inside, encountering a scene both speechless and helpless—

The restaurant within the guild was already deserted.

Although after capturing Oborlek, Ronald and his companions didn't take long to arrive here.

The swiftly informed agents had already received warnings and transferred from the restaurant early. So what was left before the three was an empty and messy restaurant.

"Speed is the countdown of life—the faster you go, the longer you have to live."

Facing such a scene, Eloise chuckled indifferently.

She spoke a saying circulated internally among agents while, based on her understanding of these former colleagues, she directly walked to the restaurant's kitchen.

Eloise wandered leisurely inside the restaurant, with a sense of control over the scene as if she had been there before.

No need for Ronald behind to remind.

In less than a minute, she stopped in front of a chopping block.

Then bent down and pulled, the hidden basement entrance was opened.

Eloise turned back and gave Ronald a smile, leading the way down:

"Come along, it's right here."

"..."

"The basement, now that's truly a feng shui treasure of the mystical side."

Behind Ronald, he murmured, then followed with Patricia.

After all, the Wanderer's Guild wasn't a base built by the agents themselves, so they were significantly constrained in developing the basement.

Directly beneath the restaurant, they only excavated a single room and hall-sized space.

One room was a prison holding the caster from Gred sold into slavery; the remaining larger space was where agents conducted their secret operations.

Due to the sudden transfer.

The fleeing guys only took limited data, and to avoid provoking Ronald into hunting them down, they completely left the remaining items undamaged.

Compared to the wreckage above in the restaurant, this place was almost astonishingly tidy!

Facing such a sight.

Patricia, rarely speaking on the road, couldn't help but smile:

"I've cleared countless underground bases, but an encounter like today is a first for me."

"That's the benefit of strength." Listening to Patricia's observation, Eloise responded while walking to the jail door, "Without Entrode backing, these 'old pals' of mine sure know how to survive."

"Just considering Ronald's prowess and potential threat, they wouldn't act recklessly at this moment."

Clap—

As the words landed, Eloise twisted off the lock on the jail door.

She pulled up the unconscious caster from Gred and tapped his cheek.

"Hey, wake up."

"..."

"Ugh..."

This caster was knocked out when the agents fled.

Now woken by Eloise, he still had a confused look in his eyes.

The girl holding him—not recognized.

The man standing behind—seemingly familiar.

Finally, the platinum figure—Nicholas!

The enslaved caster suddenly struggled but failed to break free from Eloise's grip, resulting instead in coughing:

"Cough, cough, cough—"

"Nicholas, why is Nicholas here!"

"Can't they just let me go?"

"..."

A few struggles later, the enslaved caster's words explained everything.

For someone who escaped from Gred, then reached the remote Rune Kingdom.

Nicholas appearing, representing Gred's upper echelon.

Clearly wasn't good news.