Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength-Chapter 1125 - 1119: Setting Sail Again

In mid-June, three steamships continued to sail on the Sinking Sun Ocean, with a vintage sailing ship from Entrode still visible in the rear.

The current time was midday.

Ronald stayed in the cabin by himself and started his new job—writing a book—under the watchful eyes of Il, who lay on the bed behind him.

Since defeating the enemies of the "Nine Commandments Conclave" at the beginning of the month in [Nicos], the surroundings of [Rachmont] have gradually returned to normal.

The anomalous visions created during the explosion of the original texts gradually disappeared thanks to the world's own regulatory mechanisms, yet the floating island in the sky was permanently affected and should still be hanging above that sea area.

The remnants of the island, shattered into pieces, have naturally prompted [Nicos] to start an orderly excavation; on [Grid]'s side, due to the appearance of the "Nine Commandments Conclave" members, Claudia changed her initial plan.

She did not want to continue staying around the ruins of [Rachmont].

Instead, she left a small group of trusted followers to ensure that the initially agreed-upon distribution of interests remained intact and then directly led the fleet onward.

——The people of the "Nine Commandments Conclave" have already appeared here.

——With the exposure of their itinerary, Claudia did not wish to linger in [Nicos].

And as the strongest caster onboard at present,

there's no doubt that Ronald must proceed with the fleet.

"..."

"Boss, you've been sitting in the cabin all day, doesn't writing like this tire you out?"

Watching Ronald, who was departing with the ship, Il, lying on the bed, spoke. However, this time her tone was noticeably weaker than before:

"If I were you, I'd go up on deck and bask in the sun every day."

Ronald glanced at this guy.

Speaking of which, back at [Rachmont], Il was probably the unluckiest one.

To help Ronald stop the tsunami, Il plunged into the sea that day, then revealed her true form to calm the waves, a process that already caused her significant harm.

Then came the explosions triggered by the "Nine Commandments Conclave".

Costate in the air, closer by distance, was not injured with Ronald there to shield her with spells.

But Il on the sea surface was not so fortunate.

Though the explosion of the three original texts did not occur right in her face, their large size and relatively close distance still caused Il to suffer significant injuries from the explosions.

These injuries were not merely bodily harm.

The injuries caused by the explosion of the original texts also had an essential impact on Il, so she couldn't quickly recover from her injuries and had to stay in bed for a few days on the ship for quiet recuperation.

Ronald was a sensible person.

He knew her current weakness stemmed from her helping him calm the waves.

So when faced with such a question from Il,

Ronald uncharacteristically replied in a gentle tone:

"My job is a commission from Majie'er, the great mage of [Rachmont]. Since I promised him in the historical cycle, it's essential to complete this work of passing on knowledge properly."

"..."

"Ahhhh——"

Upon hearing the explanation, Il turned over on the bed.

Once the light from outside the porthole shone upon her head, she began to make meaningless noises, clearly showing that the bedridden life had given her a rather unpleasant experience.

Having moaned in such a way for a while, she suddenly twisted her head and made another request to Ronald:

"Boss, I want to go for a walk!"

Ronald appeared somewhat skeptical:

"Are you... really sure you can do that?"

Actually, just yesterday, Il had already attempted similar behavior and had achieved a preliminary success, even independently reaching the deck.

But unfortunately, her plant nature before being transformed still lingered.

As soon as she was exposed to the sun on the deck, she thought a lot and wanted to do a lot as well.

So with the assistance of her weak body, Il made a huge fool of herself in public.

Ultimately, she was almost dragged back to the cabin by Costate, who was taking care of her.

Being reminded in this way by Ronald, the expression on Il's face changed instantly as she apparently recalled her previous embarrassment.

"Er..."

"Well, maybe not. Lying on the ship is fine, too."

Abandoning the idea of going outside, Il lay back on the bed, staring dazedly at the ceiling above.

She seemed to really enter into a plant-like dormant state.

And observing her in such a state, Ronald chuckled while shaking his head:

"Ha——"

Redirecting his attention to the pen and paper on the desk before him, Ronald began recalling the records in his mind, writing the content he intended to compose.

Considering the state of the world, Ronald decided to first document his research and application of magic power, incorporating some of his own understanding, also making special annotations.

After all, the depth of research in this world is far less advanced than that of the great mages in [Rachmont].

If Ronald were to directly present the methods of interfering with the fundamental nature of magic power...

Given his strength and status, maybe no one would say much.

But as soon as other casters tried, they would immediately face a range of determinations stemming from operations of nearly impossible difficulty.

Either thinking it cannot be applied to their urgently needed school of thought or viewing it as an utterly unachievable technical fantasy, or due to influences from their perspectives and knowledge.

In any case, on a practical level,

directly releasing the highest-level research results is definitely not a wise choice. Advancing step by step from basic to advanced knowledge is the most suitable approach.

With these thoughts, Ronald felt more composed as he put pen to paper.

He recalled that the techniques regarding magic circulation seemed feasible to put forth and immediately began documenting related content.

...

Clang, clang, clang——

About a quarter of an hour passed, and the cabin door was knocked.

After Ronald responded, Costate returned to the room from the hallway with a meal tray.

Only this time it was different.

Because of Il being the "injured party," Costate first went over to help Il eat her lunch before returning to Ronald's side.

"Sir, today, the chefs in the dining area are performing fish handling techniques, and there is an opportunity to taste the dishes right there."

"Would you like to go over to eat, or should I bring the food here for you?"

Ronald thought for a moment and then asked:

"Aside from fish, what other foods are available?"

Costate accurately listed today's lunch offerings from the dining area:

"For the main course, there are seasoned roasts of beef and lamb, thick sauce stewed chicken, and pastries, and for dishes, today's catch includes fish, crabs, as well as sautéed vegetables..."

"With a performance available, I'll just go over to eat." The food on the ship was quite abundant, putting Ronald in a dilemma, so he decided to check it out himself first, "Costate, take good care of Il here."

"..."

"Sir, I understand."