The power of language has already been used in abducting them.
Ronald wanted these guys to speak honestly, thus it was ti for Saint Catherine’s Sword to make its appearance.
With a clean and swift strike, it cut through.
As the caster in front of him fell, the power of Saint Catherine’s Sword was also concentrated, imdiately flooding into the body of the person behind.
Sensing the effect of Saint Catherine’s Sword starting to take effect.
Without looking at the guy fallen on the ground, Ronald went directly to the person being controlled:
"The purpose of you staying here, and what’s the situation of those entering the ancient sacred city. Do not conceal anything, disclose everything you know."
The controlled caster’s eyes flickered.
The mind-influencing ability of Saint Catherine’s Sword isn’t like the power of language; it doesn’t achieve complete mind control under the premise that the opponent has good casting capabilities.
"Volu Eleven, Page 260, Number Six."
Ronald quietly recited the spell of "Polygraph," while the Divine Cody’s ability to detect human emotions also locked onto this person.
Fortunately, Ronald was quite lucky.
Although this caster had a tendency to resist, the power bequeathed by the Saint was fully focused on him, eventually making his heart submit, speaking honestly:
"The three of us are here with the main task of monitoring the movents of these non-human beings and ensuring no major problems occur externally. And... and to guard against your appearance, Ronald Adler."
"Ha—" the controlled caster took a deep breath, his pupils began to shake irregularly.
What he was about to say next clearly involved quite vital intelligence.
His inner resistance was fighting against the control of Saint Catherine’s Sword.
"..."
Ronald, coldly watching, did not interfere.
Because, in his perception, this caster was gradually falling into a disadvantage—ultimately unable to resist the power of Saint Catherine’s Sword.
As expected.
A dozen seconds later, the caster’s actions beca steady, and then he answered:
"It’s said there’s a very powerful original manuscript in the lost ancient sacred city."
"If we obtain its power, we, the organization, can gain the authority to control the world."
"..."
This answer was not out of expectation either.
After all, to a significant number of people on the mysterious side, indeed the powerful original manuscript can do such things; the extraordinary spell power is considered the universal redy for all problems.
Having accepted this reality, Ronald did not end the questioning but continued:
"Explain the details of that original manuscript and your president’s plan."
Unfortunately, this ti the controlled caster shook his head:
"I do not know about these because our task does not involve these aspects."
Ronald raised his eyebrow and changed the inquiry direction:
"Since you are responsible for staying outside as a guard, you should have a thod of communication left to alert those guys entering the sacred city, right?"
"Our lives are the warning signals," the controlled caster decisively replied, "Once dead, the president will naturally understand everything."
"..."
"Tsk—"
Ronald’s expression showed so dissatisfaction, then he turned around, picked up the guy who had just been severely injured by Saint Catherine’s Sword, and began the healing process.
The new president of the Nine Commandnts indeed has so skills; this is an open strategy.
The first layer is naturally the surface of everything. He left loyal casters here to monitor the situation; if irregularities in the Song Forest are detected, naturally they can send a warning with their lives.
As for the second layer...
With the appearance of ’changes’ like Ronald, surely he would subdue these monitors.
And then the question arises.
Should he kill these discovered monitors or not?
This spell connected with life is uniquely characterized, mostly difficult to shield. Killing them is undoubtedly signaling the enemies inside the sacred city that Ronald has arrived; not killing them protects the lives of these enemies.
"..."
"I’m not the kind of person who, if not killing, will make others live a life worse than death."
Feeling this way, Ronald adopted a relatively moderate approach.
These three people do not possess the original manuscript.
Might as well spend so effort to manipulate their minds, so it’s all over.
"Since coming to this world, my baseline has been subtly shifting, sothing I could never have done in the past."
Ronald’s tone was sowhat pretentious, but he acted efficiently.
To ensure the caster at hand would not die, he planned to knock out two of the three, and while manipulating their brains with spells, continue conversing with the last conscious one:
"By the way, what does your organization think about now?"
"If I rember correctly, you previously regarded as a monster from another world, even had a sense of being saviors yourself?"
The result was sowhat unexpected for Ronald.
The caster under spell control shook his head in denial:
"Through prophetic spell determination, you are not a monster but an existence with interests infinitely close to humans. The president considers you a communicable entity, and it’s also not suitable to impose hostility. Just due to unresolved issues in the past, both parties can’t ease the situation."
"Is that so..." Ronald’s tone turned sowhat subtle.
He originally thought the new president of the Nine Commandnts was a very extre fanatic.
But now, it seems his judgnt might have been incorrect.
Able to detach from the conclusions of the previous Nine Commandnts, gaining such an independent result, at least they aren’t so third-rate villain standard.
Just as if to pass ti, Ronald continued conversing with the caster, probing information about the Nine Commandnts within a casual chat-like atmosphere.
The fellow controlled by Saint Catherine’s Sword acted as anticipated.
In rely a few minutes, Ronald had learned much about the Nine Commandnts, with so parts being secrets among secrets.
Such as the other side’s plan targeting native casters from the southern continent.
The casters on this mission are elites, and they are well-versed with such classified information.
But saying this, Ronald had a sense of discord.
Though the information obtained is very valuable, he felt that in this abducting and questioning action, he had overlooked sothing very important.
"..."
Ronald gradually stopped the conversation, starting to reflect on the entire process of his information inquiries.
The spell’s surveillance was normal—no issue in this area.
The strength of these three casters was indeed not weak—unlikely to be casually abandoned mbers of the Nine Commandnts.
Information asked during conversations—"This is it!"
Thinking of this, Ronald suddenly stood up.
He directly walked to the controlled caster, at a very close position, facing his pupil:
"If he indeed anticipated this step, then he should have foreseen the present situation as well. Life equating to a warning signal is absolutely not the only move he left behind!"
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