"Na?"
"Abel Kloosanqi."
"What school of magic?"
"The Buddy Body School."
"When did you start serving the Nine Commandnts, and what was your purpose in coming to Springs?"
"I joined the Nine Commandnts thirty-seven years ago. I ca to Springs to serve the Astrolord and then to advance the organization’s plan..."
During the Q&A,
The elder, who had previously beco wildly unstoppable with the support of a spell,
Now was answering Ronald’s questions honestly.
It was just as Ronald had expected, Heloise did indeed have a special way of making people tell the truth.
— It was a potion similar to a truth serum.
Forcing the enemy to drink this potion.
For about half an hour afterward, the enemy would fall into a dreamlike state, where they would honestly answer questions if asked.
The only flaw of this potion
Was that it was extrely harmful to the body, causing severe damage to brain function.
If there wasn’t a grievance impossible to untangle, it would be better not to choose such a thing.
Of course, the two Ronalds didn’t care about the thoughts of the Nine Commandnts casters.
So they imdiately used this potion.
Following this, the already weakened elder indeed began to look dazed and reflexively answered any questions posed to him.
Tonight, the identities of the two casters who appeared here were thus learned by Ronald.
— Abel Kloosanqi.
A frontline employee who had been with the Nine Commandnts for many years, mainly active within the borders of Greed Country.
— The owner of the codena ’Astrolord,’ an original to holder.
Joined the Nine Commandnts two years ago and was known for his ability to pass three original to trials, rising star within the Nine Commandnts.
This ti in Springs, the main task of the Astrolord was to collect various pieces of intelligence within the city, as well as handle so tricky ergencies.
Despite his youthful zeal, the Nine Commandnts was quite trusting of this original to holder’s abilities.
The spell derived from "Astronomy Master."
Was actually enough to deal with most challenging situations.
Listening to this information, Ronald naturally began to inquire further:
"Tell in detail about your plans."
"..."
The elder slightly opened his mouth, but unlike before, he didn’t reveal any information this ti.
Instead, his half-awake expression suddenly stiffened, and his body weakly fell to the ground beside him.
Crack—
Lying on the ground, the elder’s pale face instantly turned blue, and the rise and fall of his chest, which signified breathing, stopped altogether.
"Is this..."
"He’s dead?"
Faced with such a change, Ronald felt for breath and shared a look with the young girl beside him.
Heloise imdiately bent down and started to examine the elder’s body.
After a few seconds, Ronald and Heloise both stood up.
They looked at each other and shook their heads.
The elder was dead.
Very suddenly, and without any warning, he was dead.
However, unlike Ronald’s check, Heloise also voiced her opinion:
"Ronald, this guy seems to have had a protective contract against revealing secrets carved into his heart. As soon as he intended to reveal certain pieces of information, this contract would imdiately take his life."
"..."
Setting up a spell to prevent the leaking of information in order to protect organizational secrets.
Such behavior was fairly understandable.
But Ronald was not alone and helpless at this mont.
A professional from this very trade was right beside him, so he pointed at the elder’s corpse, then at the Astrolord’s corpse, and finally asked Heloise next to him:
"Thor, is there a way to track where this guy has been recently?"
"These two guys."
"..."
Upon hearing Ronald’s inquiry, Héloïse revealed a ’there’s nothing I can do with you’ expression on her face.
With a slight shake of her head and a sigh, the girl then continued to speak:
"Ronald, for such a thing, soone else would charge a hefty price."
"But since we are friends..."
While her tone subtly expressed her sentint, Héloïse imdiately stretched her still-functioning arm into her bosom and finally fished out a small red bottle to hand over to Ronald.
——In the bottle was a butterfly.
——It was a blood-red color throughout, and it had patterns on its wings that resembled a human face.
Being very close, Ronald could clearly see what the butterfly looked like.
"Is this a butterfly?"
Héloïse began to explain with a serious tone:
"A butterfly that has been specially treated with a spell."
"Its scientific na is Blood Butterfly."
"If you infuse your Magic Power and the enemy’s blood into it, it can help you to a certain extent."
Seeing Héloïse’s attitude, Ronald imdiately understood that the butterfly was valuable.
He nodded seriously and reached out to take the glass bottle.
"Thanks..."
"..."
——Next, it was ti for the final job of the night.
——Mil.
To capture this mystic ’girl’ right in front of him.
Ronald then said:
"Thor, now we have ample ti."
"Tell about how to separate the Scriptures from her body?"
Héloïse sized up Mil before stating her assessnt:
"I don’t think this one... has full mastery over the Scriptures."
"In that case, you can try infusing Magic Power into this one’s body. As long as you disrupt her normal internal Magic Power circulation, the disrupted Scriptures will co out of her body on their own."
As she said this, Héloïse took a look around the streets.
With the battle at an end, the area around the Wis River had also quieted down.
However, to continue extracting the Scriptures from here was, frankly, absurd.
So the girl imdiately suggested:
"By the way, Ronald."
"I think you’d better do this kind of thing at ho, considering the issues that may arise during the actual operation, this kind of interference might take a considerable amount of ti."
"Now’s not the right ti."
Ronald quickly nodded in understanding.
Then he turned and started checking the corpses of the two Nine Commandnts Casters.
After confirming there was nothing of interest left on their bodies, Ronald took a portion of blood from each of them and marked the ground with a runic mark emitting a faint Magic Fluctuation.
——It was knowledge he had acquired from the Investigative Bureau.
——It was the exclusive policy of the Springs.
——If it was a duel or killing for a proper reason, the mystic society’s policy post-battle was to leave behind this kind of mark on the battlefield.
The nearby investigators, sensing the Magic Fluctuation, would co as soon as possible to handle the corpses and do simple repairs to any damaged items from the fight.
Having completed this action, Ronald stood up and walked away.
He then asked Héloïse, who was beside him:
"Thor, do you want to co back with ?"
"When I interrogate Mil later, maybe you could also help strategize?"
Hearing this invitation to acquire information,
Héloïse imdiately followed suit, and a smile appeared on her face:
"Of course, I would be delighted!"
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