Mystic Dominator

There was an outsider standing across the door, and there was a prisoner with a bad complexion beside him.

No matter how relaxed Ronald and Patricia were, it was impossible to talk about some important matters in this situation.

From geographical figures to academic insights, just in the aimless idle conversation, time passed by little by little.

But I don't know if it's an illusion.

Ronald always felt that when something related to academics was mentioned in the conversation, Patricia's concentration would suddenly increase.

From various aspects, compared to a mysterious noble lady.

This guy is more of a math buff.

After sitting like this for about half an hour, when the sky outside the window had completely turned from yellow to dark, the knock on the door sounded again.

bang bang bang——

"excuse me."

This time, the voice that appeared outside was different from before.

It was a low and deep male voice.

The master of the voice is strong in action and full of initiative.

Without waiting for Ronald and Patricia in the room to respond, he simply pushed the door open and entered.

Ronald looked at each other carefully.

This is a man with black hair and green eyes, with an unusually calm face and demeanor. He should be between thirty and forty years old. As he walks forward, the majesty of the superior is faintly visible.

At the same time, the man's tall and straight body does not see any bloatedness brought about by being content with pleasure.

A body of strong muscles, the strength of which can be seen through the clothes.

This is the Warden of Brenwich.

——[Bach Klitschens].

Being able to have such a status at this age is undoubtedly a winner in life.

But apart from these, Ronald is more concerned about the guy's clothes.

The warden who had just returned to the mansion did not have a coat on his body. On the outside of his white shirt, a strong leather strap was placed on it, which looked a bit like an underarm holster.

Of course, the Warden is not wearing a Colt 1911.

It was a well-wrapped book, and the details could not be seen at all.

——This is his original scripture.

Seeing such a shape, Ronald can be sure of this without doubt.

As the holder of the original code, it is only natural to carry this powerful magic item with you.

It's a pity that with a layer of protection, he couldn't tell which 'famous book' it was.

While Ronald was looking at the other party, the warden had already walked to the table in the middle of the room.

Looking straight at Jennifer, he immediately understood the identity of the person in front of him, and immediately waved his hand and said:

"Take this lady to the first floor and prepare some food for her by the way."

"Yes, my lord!"

In response to the warden's order, someone outside the door immediately came in and took away the sorceress.

Immediately, the warden said with a normal expression:

"Miss Nicklaus, and this... Mr. Bureau?"

Ronald immediately replied:

"Ronald, just call me Ronald."

"Yes, Mr. Ronald."

After confirming the names of the two people in front of him, the warden's expression returned to seriousness:

"I'm sorry that my housekeeper has left two guests here. If possible, I hope to entertain the two myself immediately."

"But unfortunately, I probably don't have time tonight."

Hearing these words, both Ronald and Patricia noticed something strange.

According to the normal social links, no host would say such things as soon as the guests met after waiting for a period of time.

For Bach, who is the warden, it is even more abnormal.

"Two,

Let's talk as we go. "

Seeing the appearance of Ronald and Patricia, the warden simply made a suggestion, and at the same time turned and walked out.

"It was notified just now, and it's only natural that you two don't know."

Ronald and the two looked at each other, and then followed.

As a powerful figure in Brenwich, the warden said such words really carry a lot of weight.

Think back to what you saw at the Bureau of Investigation this afternoon...

An ominous premonition rushed into my heart immediately.

While walking out with the two of them, the warden Bach explained that the two were completely ignorant:

"Just half an hour ago, the operatives of the Bureau of Mystery Investigation Bureau confirmed that there was an impending cult warlock riot covering the entire city."

"Now the upper echelon of the Bureau of Investigation has issued an assault order in accordance with the emergency rules."

"Tonight's Burenwich City will start a number of exclusive small-scale operations of annihilation nature. Considering the manpower problem, I will be in charge of handling it on Linzhong Road."

Speaking of this, the three of them had already walked to the porch on the first floor.

One of the maids who had been prepared came forward carrying a brand new coat, the other warm shoes and a poncho, and then skillfully dressed the warden.

While wearing clothes, the warden continued:

"For the two of you, since you haven't been notified to join the plan, you'd better go home immediately tonight."

"Otherwise, the mysterious people walking on the street will be easily attacked."

Patricia nodded in thanks:

"Thank you for your reminder."

"It's nothing." The warden waved his hand, his tone still calm, "I will invite Miss Nicklaus to be a guest again in the future if I have time, and I will definitely make up for today's rudeness."

"Please forgive my rudeness today."

After exchanging a few words of courtesy, the three came to the gate of the mansion.

It was different from when Ronald and the two came in.

In addition to the guard, there was also a man dressed as an investigator and a young man with a firm expression standing here.

Things on the mysterious side naturally cannot involve ordinary people.

It seems that this is the person who will act with the warden tonight.

"You two, we still have to meet up with other people, so we can't send each other off."

"I wish you have a nice trip."

Saying goodbye to each other, Ronald and the warden walked in different directions on Linzhong Road.

The night grew darker.

The gas lamps on the side of Linzhong Road have already been turned on first, and each street lamp illuminates the snow under their feet, like lighthouses lighting up the sea in the dark night.

Walking on the streets like in a fairy tale.

The light hits the snowflakes falling in the sky, giving people a feeling that it is not snowflakes falling in the sky, but a dream.

Looking at the platinum and golden figure holding an umbrella beside him, Ronald had to admit that this was a very good feeling of coming home.

But what is worrying is the situation in the city of Burenwich.

The cult warlock that Ronald and Nicole bumped into today should have an inseparable relationship with this incident.

If the original text of this school is really Cthulhu mythology...

Then the Bureau of Investigation failed, and Ronald felt that he also needed to change his city to live.

At this time, Patricia, who was walking beside her, spoke:

"What street do you live on, Ronald?"

"I'll see you off."