"Male human."
"Hmm, approximately twenty years old, with extrely strong magic fluctuations, unclear hostility…"
Ronald's response of silence couldn't affect Costate's actions.
Just as he was held back by his emotions and couldn't take action imdiately, the maid, also floating on the sea's surface, had already reached her final conclusion through data analysis.
"In summary, this male's identity is questionable, with a high probability of being a threat."
"Imdiate action is required!"
After reaching a conclusion, Costate's cold gaze imdiately carried a hint of threat.
The words from her mouth also imdiately turned into a command full of coercion:
"Sir, I suggest you surrender imdiately to facilitate my subsequent investigation into the matter."
"…"
"Costate, I am very sorry."
In response, Ronald apologized softly.
He quickly adjusted his ntal state, clearly understanding what needed to be done and when.
So even though the Costate in front of him was the 'real' one.
Considering that this was a fragnt of history and wouldn't affect the outside reality, Ronald imdiately made a decision.
——Take action!
So almost the instant he finished speaking, the magic fluctuation that had been brewing within Ronald exploded fiercely.
Yet, at this mont, Costate suddenly froze as if it had crashed.
In fact, just as Ronald thought, the maid was only just successfully created and eting the ancestors of the Adler family for the first ti and then performing tasks independently.
Under this premise, almost no one in this world knew her na.
Let alone greet her in such a familiar manner.
So after hearing Ronald's low mumble, Costate couldn't understand how the man she had never t knew her na.
Further logical deductions done through chanical thinking caused issues in Costate's judgnt.
The maid could only think from the perspective of the Adler family to figure out why her na was known, then looking at Ronald's blond hair and gray eyes imdiately made Costate think of her master, Hops Adler.
So although she just made an attack judgnt.
Costate dared not execute it imdiately and instead wanted to address the issue by asking:
"Sir, you and the Adler family…"
"Ah?!"
The puzzled Costate thus faced Ronald's attack.
Ronald no longer planned to communicate these things with the maid at this point.
So he used lightning speed to appear in front of the maid in the air and delivered a hand chop to her cheek.
At this mont, watching Ronald's attacking moves.
Costate's previously rigid thinking finally woke up.
The man in front of her was indeed an enemy.
Even if the man was related to the Adler family, she needed to defeat and capture him before doing any further research.
Almost simultaneously, Costate's gaze turned cold and sharp once more.
Snap——
Then, with a light snap, Costate seized the critical mont, directly raised her palm, and firmly grasped Ronald's wrist.
"Costate, I must comnd you for being swift and able to block my power."
Ronald didn't hold back praise for Costate.
Then seeing the white light symbolizing [Guardian Angel] activate on himself, Ronald didn't wait for Costate to exert more force. Taking advantage of the mont when their arms hindered each other, he flipped around and kicked the maid's waist in mid-air.
Crack!
Ronald's full-force physical attack was capable of smashing through almost any ordinary substance.
Costate, who was planning to continue chaining attacks, got kicked in the waist, lost grip on Ronald's wrist, and was instantly sent flying like a cannonball before crashing heavily into the seawater.
"…"
At the sa ti, as Ronald hovered in the air, he realized the result of his recent battle.
Although he didn't achieve a clean severance like cutting through the waist.
It was undoubtedly true that Costate's lumbar spine was broken by his kick earlier.
Even though the maid was a top-tier construct of the mystical realm.
Following a humanoid creature's basic structure, enduring such heavy injuries ant it was impossible to continue…
"Hmm?"
Just as Ronald was about to descend to clean up.
He suddenly paused in the air, raising an eyebrow.
A strong magic fluctuation exploded suddenly right where Costate had fallen into the seawater.
And this thing, Ronald happened to recognize.
Costate had used similar magic, when she once drove a carriage to return him to Kurpis, creating possibilities from impossibilities to help them escape a spatial rift.
Without even needing to recall, Ronald understood the real effect of this spell—it was the ability to manipulate probabilities.
Boom!
There was no need for Ronald to chase further.
Costate, having just fallen into the water, now burst out from the sea, flying back into the air.
Ronald fixed his eyes on her.
Completely soaked with seawater, the maid's lower body, though limp and ineffective, retained full mobility in the upper body, allowing her to normally perform spellcasting.
Now purely controlling her movents through magic.
Costate maintained her vitality in this wretched state, her eyes locked onto Ronald:
"Enemy, extrely powerful, must, imdiately, extinguish."
"…"
Hearing such broken words co from Costate's mouth, Ronald understood the maid was still just in her 'just-out-of-the-factory' state. Her personality model was far from complete, not to ntion that the massive blow she suffered made it almost impossible to articulate full sentences.
Yet, observing Costate's situation, Ronald felt another twinge of compassion.
Though he had resolved to take her down with lightning speed.
The maid, with whom he had spent days and nights in close companionship now reduced to this state before his eyes, especially when it was by his own hand!
If his heart felt no ripples…
That kind of disposition wouldn't be called decisive but not even human!
"…"
"Costate, I suggest you give up resistance."
So even knowing it was impossible, Ronald spoke anyway:
"I can have you sent to [Lakmont] behind us for healing. Let's pretend we never saw each other, okay?"
Then, as Ronald predicted.
A body on the brink of collapse, supported only by a thread of 'probability,' Costate couldn't even respond with a rejection; she imdiately launched a second attack.
This ti.
The maid controlled the surrounding air to launch an assault on Ronald!
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