Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength-Chapter 492 - 489: The Down-to-Earth and Hardworking Bapulor

Chapter 492: Chapter 489: The Down-to-Earth and Hardworking Bapulor

As he spoke,

Bapulor’s gaze was fixed on the tea leaves laid at the edge of the tea table.

His eager eyes did not hide the thirst in his heart.

"..."

Watching the attitude of the cult sorcerer,

Helios went straight to the restroom, while Ronald turned to sit down opposite Bapulor:

"Bapulor, what are you here for today?"

"Didn’t I leave this envelope last time?"

Hearing Ronald’s question, Bapulor awkwardly scratched his chin.

"Originally, that was the plan. But these past few days, the brothers at the investigation bureau got all excited, and my men couldn’t resist starting trouble with them. As for the outcome..."

"Heh heh heh, that just means I had to come myself, doesn’t it?"

"..."

At that moment, Ronald found himself at a loss for words.

The cult sorcerer’s ability to handle tasks was not too reliable, was it?

They were all set to scheme a big event with the "Nine Commandments" and Her Majesty the Queen, yet before the harvest season of autumn could even arrive, they managed to mess themselves up first?

While Ronald remained silent, Helios, carrying a pot of fresh tap water, returned to the living room. She casually placed the water on the tea table and then considerately tossed a handful of tea leaves into it.

Faced with Helios’s action, which was enough to raise one’s blood pressure, Bapulor seemed delighted.

"Thank you so much!"

"The company I found to crush salespeople really has no bottom line at all; not even a break in the hot summer, these damned capitalists..."

Ronald seriously considered Bapulor’s words.

Then, somewhat incredulously, he asked:

"So you came today, really to sell this water purifier?"

"Cult sorcerers need to make a living too, how else do we earn money to support ourselves?" Bapulor replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world, then picked up the pot and gulped down the water. He swallowed the tea leaves, still unsteeped, along with it and then opened the crate in front of him.

Stealing a glance at Ronald.

The cult sorcerer immediately sensed the other’s thoughts.

"Mr. Ronald, studying spells is a personal hobby of mine, which is why I don’t want to mix it with making money. So, do you want to buy one, this water purifier is actually quite useful?"

As he finished speaking, Bapulor took out a somewhat wrinkled paper box and smoothly pushed it in front of Ronald.

"..."

"Alright, I’ll buy one."

Ronald resignedly paid for a water purifier and then addressed Bapulor, who was quite excited:

"Let’s not talk about irrelevant matters for now, tell me the real purpose of your visit today."

"It can’t possibly be that you’ve come here in this sweltering heat just to sell a water purifier, right?"

"Ah, right! The real purpose."

Bapulor, now having achieved his desired outcome, finally wore a serious expression and also dropped the previous complaints about his job:

"Mr. Ronald, although I don’t have the colorful jade due to identity issues, I have heard about what happened at that exchange meeting. Could you describe to me the actual situation that night if it’s convenient?"

Ronald raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression a bit puzzled:

"That night, what happened, I remember, the Investigative Bureau had already broadcasted city-wide. Essentially, it was an attack by the ’Nine Commandments.’"

Bapulor shook his head with a look of regret:

"Of course I saw that grandiose announcement. I also know it was those people from the ’Nine Commandments’ stirring trouble. However, when it comes to the specifics of the operation, those investigators didn’t divulge the aftermath. What I want to know is about the individuals who went to the distant suburbs and the Caster who inflicted significant damage upon the mountainside."

"The specifics, you say..."

"The person who caused the destruction was a lady named Alya. I don’t have information about her particular school of magic. As for the actual battle, it was merely a one-sided devastation..."

Now that they were cooperating, Ronald had no reason to hide anything about this matter. After carefully describing everything that had happened that night, Ronald looked at Bapulor again. The cultist Magician’s face had turned quite unsightly.

"Alya, that old hag actually came?"

"Dantrian must be insane, daring to invite someone of her ilk..."

Hearing Bapulor’s remarks, Ronald immediately interjected:

"Old hag? The Caster looked to be just a young girl to me. Could you have made some mistake?"

The cultist Magician denied Ronald’s guess outright:

"Young girl? Exactly!"

"When I met her forty-five years ago, she looked just like that, and she’ll maintain that young appearance in the future too. It’s just like Mou Li from the ’Scholarly Study Society’ who gets along well with you; these old hags all have their appearance permanently fixed. Even in death, they’ll look the same."

Mystical Casters on the mystical side having the ability to keep a constant appearance...

Honestly, it made sense. If he were to look closely, even Heloise by Ronald’s side could ensure her appearance remained unchanged.

"Then, regarding this Alya, is there some problem?"

Bapulor immediately replied:

"Their school is called ’Gert.’ They are rarely active in human society. Moreover, the people of this school pass on their lineage one by one, with the original manuscript being handed down in the same way. To those who understand such matters, this school, whose members seem a bit off but possess formidable strength, is a synonym for trouble. That’s why I spoke the way I did."

After a brief introduction to Alya, Bapulor’s expression suddenly changed, his face reflecting an epiphany:

"Ah, right!"

"I came here this time to update you on the changes in arrangements. Come, take a look."

As he spoke, the cultist Magician pulled out a piece of parchment from the box containing the water purifier and smoothed it out in front of Ronald:

"Look, this is what I’ve drawn up."

"Because my side has suddenly lost quite a few people, I’m no longer able to shoulder this part of the route. Could Miss Heloise assist with this matter if possible?"

"..."

As Bapulor finished speaking, Heloise’s figure instantly stiffened at the side.

She had never expected her true name to be uttered by this cultist Magician, so much so that her rigorously trained composure was momentarily thrown into disarray.

But since he had mentioned her name so naturally, any attempt to argue otherwise seemed like a futile struggle.

Taking a deep breath, Heloise then asked with a stern tone:

"Bapuluer, where did you hear this name?"

Bapuluer replied in a calm manner, his expression showing no hint of peculiarity:

"This?"

"Lalaiye told me."

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