Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 95: Raid

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: Raid

Under the premise that the target didn’t deliberately mask their emotions, the emotional perception ability of "Fury" for sensing anger was still quite useful.

Except for parents in a rage while scolding their children late at night at home.

At the location where the betrayal had occurred earlier, Ronald was able to directly sense six varying emotional fluctuations.

Some were intense, others somewhat weaker.

In any case, compared to normal people, these six individuals were all experiencing more frequent emotional fluctuations; it was clear they weren’t in the state of ordinary households preparing for night rest.

Beyond that, there was another point worth noting.

The six of them were currently moving frequently, active in an underground location of a villa, with no signs of conflict when encountering one another.

In other words, there were no investigators in charge here.

— The ones that slipped through the net.

However, this perfectly matched what Nicole had said during the day about ’mostly hiding in basements or attics.’

Convinced of Nicole’s explanation in his mind, Ronald didn’t forget to remind Patricia before they arrived at their destination,

"There are six of them in total, be careful."

Patricia nodded in response,

"No problem."

As the battle drew near, the conversation between the two gradually decreased.

Their attention was more focused on the enemies they were about to encounter.

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In less than a minute, Ronald and Patricia arrived at their destination.

Two blocks away from the forest path, this was a residential district belonging to the middle-class citizens of Greenwich.

A mix of smaller and more spacious homes nestled here, it was clearly an area with a bit of history.

In front of them stood an utterly ordinary two-story dwelling.

From the outside, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Before entering, Ronald didn’t forget to look around and survey the surroundings.

The residence had a standard brick wall, which by the ability level of secret practitioners, could be a potential escape route in almost any direction. Fortunately, there were no guard dogs kept by the neighbors, so minor disturbances were less likely to be detected.

His gaze continued to move...

Suddenly, Ronald’s pupils tightened.

It wasn’t that he had sensed an unexpected enemy.

Rather, at a greater distance, he saw two hired carriages stopped at the corner, the drivers nowhere to be seen, with two horses tethered by the roadside, silently enduring the cold of the snowy night.

Seeing this, Ronald pointed it out to Patricia.

"There are probably no drivers in the house..."

"..."

Patricia also fell silent.

— It was obvious.

The drivers of the two carriages had been killed.

Otherwise, there was no reason for them to let the horses freeze in the snow; this wasn’t something a driver earning their living this way would do.

Breathing in the icy air, white puffs of cold rhythmically appeared before them.

Patricia was the first to speak,

"Let’s go, we’ll quickly take care of the people inside."

As her words fell, a streak of silver light flashed in front of the girl, slicing through the air.

Still at a speed and precision far exceeding human reaction capabilities, the lock on the manor’s door was instantly severed by the sharp blade in her hand.

The breaking of the metal lock was swift and deft.

In the midst of the snowy night, such a faint sound was almost imperceptible, let alone to the enemies in the basement.

But watching Patricia gently push open the door and enter,

Ronald paused on the spot.

He sent a wisp of black mist creeping under the two hired carriages, then followed the girl’s figure.

Walking into the courtyard, the two could see that most of the rooms inside the house were pitch black, with only the fireplace in the living room providing some light.

If they hadn’t been aware beforehand that everyone was underground, the first target for someone arriving here would certainly have been this hall.

With the light from the house reflecting in her pupils, Patricia gave an order without looking back,

"Ronald, let me take the lead."

"You should know my abilities by now. In hand-to-hand combat, whether it’s against one or two, or four or five people, I am completely confident in handling them."

Ronald didn’t rush to agree but instead pointed at the ground and held the girl back:

"There’s no one upstairs. They’re all underground."

"If things go as planned, my spell should be able to ambush and restrain a few of them."

"..."

Their gazes met.

Although no words were spoken, Patricia still made serious eye contact with Ronald.

After a few breaths, the girl nodded:

"Then the first attack is yours."

Ronald responded solemnly,

"Leave it to me."

Abandoning the false target above ground, the pair continued their operation.

After circling the courtyard, they found an entrance to the cellar on the side of the garden.

Rather mundane in design, the slanted construction nestled against the corner of the main house’s wall.

Taking a step forward, Ronald was instantly shrouded by a mist of darkness that surged around him, a wisp of which snuck into the cellar through the crack of the entrance.

"!"

The next second, Ronald staggered several steps backward.

"They’ve noticed."

He clearly perceived that the moment the mist entered, the six people underground immediately stopped their activities and froze. Although he was uncertain of the mechanics, he had definitely triggered an alarm system the enemy had installed at the entrance to the cellar.

These cult magicians were indeed cautious.

They hadn’t set up spells in obvious places like the main entrance but instead installed an alarm system at this crucial point.

Clearly, there was a deliberate strategy behind their actions.

At the same time, Patricia tossed her umbrella behind her.

Circling past Ronald, who was retreating, she stood at the cellar doorway, sword in hand, exuding a heroic aura with the imposing manner of a guardian at a pass!

Anyone wishing to escape from here.

Would have to first ask whether her blade agreed!

Without further hesitation, Ronald directed the mist that infiltrated the cellar to pounce fiercely on the enemies.

The first attack went exceptionally smoothly.

Under the sudden assault of "Fury’s" sin, the initial victim lost consciousness on the spot.

However, starting with the second, the situation took a wrong turn.

Through the feedback of his spell, Ronald could clearly feel that before the second person was ensnared by the mist, their emotions shifted directly from those of a normal perpetrator to utter madness, thus rendering the sworn river ineffective!

And unlike this individual.

The emotions of the four unattacked foes quickly stabilized.

They watched how the second person adjusted under the gaze and reaction when the mist struck.

Among those underground, there was definitely a professional from the mystical world!

With only one person taken down, he deduced the operation mechanism of "Fury’s" power and alerted the others to be on guard.

Soon after, Ronald felt someone from below charging towards the cellar exit.

They were not planning to run but to confront them head-on!

Ronald instantly alerted Patricia:

"The enemy is coming up."

Bang—

Right in front of the two, the cellar door suddenly blew open!