The ti stepped into July.
Ronald, who currently resides in Spring City, was also approaching the hottest ti of the year. However, thanks to its higher latitude, the sumr here was not as unbearably hot as it was in Ronald’s holand.
And during this period,
Ronald’s life had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before.
The speed of information dissemination on the mystical side was quite fast.
On the day he returned to Spring City, Ronald’s great accomplishnts on an overseas island had spread throughout the town. Various negotiation activities and social interactions almost incessantly wrapped around Ronald every single day.
Even the Investigation Bureau, which initially took a rather high stance, withdrew the surveillance personnel assigned to Ronald on the second day, replacing them with a young and beautiful female investigator who worked under him in the guise of an officially-appointed assistant.
Regarding the actions of the Investigation Bureau...
Ronald honestly didn’t have any good counterasures.
Perhaps because of the excessively close relationship he displayed with Heloise, the Investigation Bureau directly pegged him as a man fond of the fairer sex, thus taking such specifically pleasing actions.
But Ronald knew his own situation all too well.
Although the Rain Mist Divine Hamr possessed extraordinary power beyond common sense, it would almost cease to exist on days without rain.
The real strength didn’t match up to the treatnt he was receiving now and would sooner or later beco a hidden danger.
His activities in Spring City thereafter.
Ronald had to adopt an even more careful and cautious attitude than before to avoid the troubles that were sure to follow.
By the way, the Nine Commandnts Secret Society, which had been silent all this ti, recently made so moves. They had now been identified by Spring City as a terrorist organization, also bearing direct responsibility for the cause of the typhoon.
In other words, this was a desperate attempt by a Caster who sought to change the world’s structure, to change the world. The entity that Ronald ’sent’ back to the twisted space that day, was very likely, as records spoke, a deity engineered by an old brand of the mystical side.
It could only be said that by a coincidence, Ronald once again thwarted the plans of the Nine Commandnts Secret Society.
Now, the contradiction between the two parties was absolutely irreconcilable.
With these thoughts in mind, Ronald listlessly turned his head to look at the sky.
After the typhoon ended, the city had returned to its original state.
For the unsuspecting common people, what was this event like?
"..."
"Ronald, do you want to go to Sir Philips’ invitation?"
At four-thirty in the afternoon, Heloise greeted him as she walked into the office, placing a gold-rimd invitation in front of Ronald, then smoothly unfolding the paper.
"This invitation, Sir Philips has expressed a desire to get to know the young talents of Spring City, so he hopes you can attend the banquet he’s hosting."
"Decline it for ," Ronald imdiately shook his head in refusal.
"I’ve already had enough social obligations lately. Let just rest."
These words truly ca from Ronald’s heart.
For soone like him who didn’t enjoy crowded events and disliked socializing, these incessant social functions, apart from the brief pleasure of having als, only brought tornt.
He didn’t even need to attend to guess what the scene would be like.
Any who had a hint of understanding of the mystical side would soon flock to flatter him. Those unfamiliar with the mystical context, seeing the setup, would speculate on their own and then put on a fake smile to make their presence known.
A gathering that could have been very ordinary.
Soon, under such changes, Ronald would beco the protagonist of the activity.
This was exactly what he least wanted to encounter.
In the few banquets and balls he had attended in the past, he felt irritated and unsettled even while hiding in the corners.
To be the protagonist every day...
How could he bear that?
The troubles brought by showing too much strength were sotis particularly headache-inducing, and yet they were not easy to deal with.
Now, throughout Spring City.
Aside from the Countess, who had beco a friend through private interaction, Ronald really didn’t want to accept all sorts of ssy social invitations.
This really did not suit his personality.
And at this mont, listening to Ronald and Heloise’s conversation.
Always maintaining a smile, the young female investigator sitting in a corner of the office spoke:
"Mr. Ronald, this Sir Philips is one of the representative figures among the new nobility in Spring City, possessing considerable financial and influential strength. If you have the ti, I suggest it’s better to make at least basic contact with him, and don’t refuse the first ti."
The speaker was naturally the young lady sent by the Investigative Bureau.
——Irene Crow
As an investigator entrusted with an important task by the Investigative Bureau,
Irene didn’t resort to vulgar seduction upon eting Ronald but acted like a true assistant, performing her duties conscientiously and providing advice to Ronald on pivotal issues.
asured and discreet in both speech and action, she didn’t intrusively pry into secrets and was content with her responsibilities. Such a circumspect and aptly helpful assistant was soone even Heloise found difficult to fault, and for now, she reluctantly had to accept the existence of this investigator.
Facing Irene’s well-aning reminder once again,
Ronald read her intention and could only pull an expression of helplessness:
"Alright, alright, I understand. I’ll go to the banquet this ti."
In fact, the young investigator’s persuasion was very effective.
And it had seized upon an issue Ronald took quite seriously.
Spring City was a place where various forces intersected and where the struggle for interests was exceptionally complex.
Around Ronald, the sudden ergence of a powerful Rain Mist Divine Hamr, both the old and the new nobility were engaged in open and covert battles, gathering a myriad of troubleso issues that could strike without even needing to be sought out.
In the midst of such a scramble for power,
Ronald’s original intention was to play the role of a fence-sitter, like grass on the top of a wall.
On one hand, he now enjoyed a comfortable life and didn’t need to exert effort over matters of little significance.
And on the other hand...
Neither the wealthy new nobility nor the deeply entrenched old nobility were whom Ronald wished to serve.
However, just a short while ago, Ronald happened to receive an invitation from an old noble to attend their organized banquet.
In Irene’s advice, there was also an implication that this was an opportunity for Ronald.
Invited by a notable figure among the new nobility, by accepting the invitation to attend the banquet, Ronald could naturally express his views at the event, thus better maintaining his neutral stance.
Consequently, it was not easy to decline this banquet.
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