Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength-Chapter 539 - 536: The People on the Boat

There was no dock here.

Hundreds of meters from the mainland bordering the forest area, a wooden multi-masted sailing ship floated on the sea, its lit lamps very conspicuous.

With Ronald’s vision, he could even see people moving about on the ship.

Assisted by the reconnaissance power of "Fury," he was quite sure that the people on the ship were not on alert for battle but were just waiting before setting sail.

According to Bapulor’s "inside information," it would be a few more days before all the casters were assembled, and then the multi-masted sailing ship would officially set out to sea.

While observing the scene on the sea, Ronald turned and asked Bapulor,

"Are there no other traces around? Is Little John on the ship?"

"..."

Bapulor’s expression was somewhat complex.

He pointed at an inconspicuous cabin by the sea and then explained,

"According to the plan, he was supposed to stay here."

"But now... it seems he isn’t."

The magician pointed to a seaside cabin that covered less than seventy square meters. Being too close to the coastline, its lower position was entirely eroded by seawater.

To say the least, living there wasn’t an option.

It was a blessing from heaven that it hadn’t collapsed due to the decay of the wood.

Looking at that cabin, Ronald’s tone was very subtle,

"Bapulor, you let your assistant live in a place like this?"

"Little William is no longer my man!" Bapulor first clarified his position, then continued, "And well, there’s no helping it. Our reputation in society isn’t very good, so naturally, the funds for activities are scarce. Even this place, I had to pay out of my own pocket."

"..."

"That must have been tough on you..."

Ronald shook his head in disbelief.

Having worked with Bapulor for so many days, he understood this guy’s situation.

Letting go of those meaningless complaints, Ronald directly pointed towards the ship on the sea.

"So, can you confirm Little William’s location?"

"Or more directly, is he now on that ship?"

"..."

"Just a moment."

Bapulor was precise when it came to serious matters

As soon as Ronald spoke, he stepped forward and squinted slightly.

A formidable and subtle magic power began to spread from this cult magician.

As a top caster capable of leading a school, Bapulor naturally had some aces up his sleeve, and the spell designated for his subordinates was quickly constructed.

Then...

Crack—

In Ronald’s view.

A flash of light suddenly burst from the ship.

Bapulor’s reconnaissance magic directly tracked down to the ship, and the next moment, activated the defense spell set up on the ship.

Especially under the reconnaissance of "Fury."

The mood of most people on the ship changed in an instant, and some even suddenly disappeared from surveillance.

They really were all casters...

Feeling the clash of spells and reacting to it, the situation of the people on the ship was clear. At this instant, Ronald sensed that tonight’s events would not be easy to resolve.

—In the worst-case scenario.

He might even have to flee with Bapulor.

After all, this was a team of over forty casters, who were also bold enough to challenge the Nine Commandments. To say the two of them could ensure a victory...

The odds were not too optimistic.

While Ronald was considering the next course of action, Bapulor stopped using the spell:

"No problem, Little William is indeed on the ship."

"I am very sure of this."

Ronald took a deep breath:

"Whoo—"

"You’re not telling me we’re about to go up there and start a fight with everyone on this ship, are you?"

Although Bapulor had some unconventional thoughts,

he understood the magnitude of their target when confronted with it.

He skillfully traced a line on his robe, and the original dark red color of the robe immediately deepened, concealing the magic power that became more active than before.

"It’s a bit troublesome, but we at least have to try to negotiate."

"Ronald, don’t you have a Flying Spell? Let’s approach from the air."

Bapulor’s idea was similar to Ronald’s.

He nodded slightly, and the original text of "Astronomy Master" immediately appeared at his sleeve cuff: ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"Starting from the relationship between the entire earth and sky, we will begin to form our understanding..."

Both the "Current Cycle" and "Equal Cycle" spells took effect simultaneously.

Since they were prepared to disengage after striking, the artifact Ronald took out was naturally not the Wings of Icarus.

As for the "Divine Chariot" from "Divine Comedy",

the spell’s enhancement was extremely exaggerated, and Ronald kept it hidden as his ultimate card.

The distance of one hundred meters vanished in an instant.

The two companions had just steadied themselves on the ocean surface when people from inside the multi-masted sailboat leaped up, reaching a position level with them.

"Ba... Bapulor?"

Just one encounter, and the expression of this flying man changed.

His originally alert demeanor became even more stern.

To the mysterious side, the cult leader of magicians was definitely renowned. With Bapulor appearing in this situation, it definitely warranted high alert.

Swoosh—

Magic-induced breezes sprinkled downwards.

In just a few breaths, several more flying casters arrived in the sky. They vaguely surrounded Ronald and Bapulor at the center before someone continued to speak:

"Bapulor, what do you mean by coming here!"

"You better not be thinking of causing trouble in this place!"

...

Bapulor couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.

Normally, he was a street rat everyone wanted to beat.

Yet today, appearing in front of these casters, they were only two on his side, while the opposition held a military advantage.

Even so, these people had no intention of testing their strength through conflict.

What utterly pointless fellows...

Shaking his head slightly, Bapulor nonetheless quickly responded:

"Ladies and gentlemen, if I were to conduct an experiment, I wouldn’t show up here so openly, and you know my methods."

"Today’s unexpected visit is actually because one of my subordinates is currently on the ship down there. So, for the safety of both parties, I hope you can return him to me."

...

Naturally, the cult magician’s words were not immediately believed.

The surrounding casters exchanged looks and after briefly discussing it, they still chose a more neutral and perfunctory response:

"Bapulor, there won’t be any of your people on our ship."

"You’ve got it wrong."

...

After the response, the group remained on high alert.

However, Bapulor’s next words changed their attitudes.

The cult magician didn’t use any alarmist phrases, but asked very seriously:

"Little William Ireland."

"If he is on the ship, are you sure there’s no problem?"

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