Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength

"..."

With his disguise exposed, the young man naturally couldn't keep up his facade.

However, he didn't believe Ronald and Il's words either.

After opening his eyes, he immediately shifted and changed his posture, trying to use the chair he had just been sitting on as a shield.

Even though this might not be very effective.

But having something in front of you can always offer a bit of comfort.

Meanwhile, Ronald, who walked over, was also observing the young man in front of him. Judging from his physique and appearance, the young man bore no similarity to Majie'er, indicating no blood relation.

When facing him.

Though the young man's expression seemed composed, his inner tension was palpably evident through Spell perception. The ability to withstand such psychological pressure without immediately resorting to violence...

To be fair, Ronald found him to be a commendable young man.

Thus, his next line of questioning continued in the same tone:

"We're here to consult with Mr. Majie'er about some matters."

"Real visitors wouldn't sneak in here silently like this!" The young man was not to be easily convinced, maintaining his vigilance and immediately warning Ronald, "I warn you, don't come any closer!"

"Leave immediately, and I can pretend that nothing happened today. My teacher once said—giving people who accidentally stray a chance is the right thing to do."

"..."

A rather clumsy way of threatening, but the words also offered the intruder a chance to leave.

Faced with this threat, Ronald smiled faintly.

He didn't intend to argue with the young man verbally, so he chose a more direct method—exhibiting a slight Magic Fluctuation from the original text Majie'er had just given him.

The moment Ronald did this, the young man became visibly flustered.

Working in a laboratory, where he'd been entrusted with it even after Majie'er's departure, he was exceedingly familiar with his teacher's original text Magic.

The Magic aura Ronald displayed now left the young man with very few possibilities.

——Majie'er has already been killed by the man before him, and the original text has been stolen.

——He's currently under an Illusion Technique or some other deceptive method, and it's all lies and falsehoods.

——The man in front of him is indeed close with Majie'er, and they have an excellent relationship, making such a Magic Fluctuation possible.

At this point, Ronald extended an invitation:

"If you still don't believe me, you're welcome to verify for yourself."

"Believe me, if I meant you harm, you'd already be lying on the ground."

"..."

Faced with Ronald's invitation.

The young man quickly analyzed the situation in his mind.

This male and female pair could sneak in here silently, so their power could easily crush his without a doubt.

Thus, to eliminate other possibilities, taking a risk to interact seemed acceptable.

With this thought, the young man made up his mind and stepped forward to engage with the Magic in Ronald's hand.

Afterward, he directly touched the extremely familiar Magic Fluctuation.

As someone closely connected with Majie'er, even the next heir of the original text, he immediately understood everything.

This was indeed the aura of his school's original text, not some fake created by special means.

Besides his teacher Majie'er... no one else could produce it!

"This... is this teacher's original text Magic?"

"How is this possible!"

Faced with this situation, the young man stepped back several steps, and his waist bumped into the desk he had just been leaning over.

"Teacher couldn't be... you also have no reason to sneak in like this..."

"Young man, listen to me." Seeing the confusion on his face, Ronald immediately seized the opportunity, "Although I have a good relationship with Majie'er, Majie'er himself does not represent the entire city of [Larchmont]."

"With this explanation, can you understand now?"

"Teacher cannot represent the entire city..." His chaotic thoughts were guided by this, leading the young man precisely where Ronald wanted, "So, you are teacher's friends, but not on good terms with [Larchmont]'s other Grand Mages?"

Ronald smiled noncommittally:

"Got it now, so you can relax?"

Snap—

The young man directly demonstrated his current thoughts with action.

Seeing the crisis resolved, he plopped down into a chair, letting out a long breath from his mouth:

"My god, that really scared me just now."

"I thought it was the Wizard Coalition taking advantage of wartime to send people over, preparing to annihilate [Larchmont]."

Wizard Coalition... wartime...

Merely hearing those two words, Ronald immediately grasped the situation, understanding why [Larchmont] was so tense.

At this historical point, it was likely the final period of the Dark Age.

The opposing sides were launching a world-scale war to decide the future direction of this world.

As for the absent Majie'er...

Given his current status, he certainly couldn't be staying in [Larchmont].

During this era, Majie'er was supposed to be theoretically the world's strongest original text holder, now battling with wizards at Barrier Mountain!

Ronald stood in place, lost in thought.

And witnessing this, the young man who had just sat in the chair suddenly came to his senses.

The man and woman before him were teacher's friends!

Realizing this, the young man didn't care about his rest anymore, quickly pulling out two chairs for Ronald and Il, then continued speaking:

"Sir, it's not easy coming a long distance, would you like a drink?"

"The laboratory has water, and if needed, alcohol or honey can be added. Although teacher left some time ago, the supplies here are still quite sufficient."

"Ordinary water is fine," Ronald replied immediately.

"I'm the same as my boss, just ordinary water!" Il, who had been extremely well-behaved all this time, spoke for the first time, "But I must say, there's quite a change here since last time I came."

"Not only have the number of experiment tables increased, but even the books over there seem different from what I remember." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Il's words were a cue for Ronald.

Thus, somewhat surprised by Il's self-assured expression, he turned to her—

After confirming Il's face full of pride and eagerness to impress, Ronald turned his head and followed up on her topic, "As you say, indeed, since our last meeting with Mr. Majie'er, it's been a long time ago..." Ronald pretended but genuinely sighed, and then continued looking at the young man, "Oh, by the way, what's your name?"

"Me? I'm called Ormont, the child teacher found by the sea."

"Named in commemoration of being picked up from [Larchmont], that's why I have this name."

The young man introduced himself straightforwardly, then proudly asked another question:

"How is it, teacher gave me a pretty good name, right?"