Stand in the shadows of the streets.

Ronald saw firsthand the impact of Baprol's identity.

Not to mention having a fight with this cult warlock, the guy in the room who came to talk as a representative didn't even have the slightest idea of resisting.

After the initial shock and nervousness, he kept responding to Baprol with a single 'no' that popped out of his mouth.

At this moment, Ronald felt a sense of incongruous disobedience in his heart.

As he walked along the way, he learned about the group.

dared to come to Springs to make trouble, and even secretly planned to find trouble with Queen Daintrien. As a result, when Baprool came to the door, they had no courage at all.

This...... It's quite similar to Keyboard Warrior.

It's all a set of words, and a lot of plans pop up as soon as you slap your ass. But as long as someone finds him in reality, he will immediately be cowardly by one another.

A quarter of an hour is over.

Paprol's negotiations came to an end.

He even cursed the four people in the room one by one to make sure they would definitely leave Springs honestly.

When brought to Ronald, this cult warlock was naturally extremely proud:

"How? So the first one is done. ”

"I'll just say, I'm still quite confident in my ability to negotiate."

“……”

Ronald squeezed out a smiling expression on his face:

"It's really a negotiation technique I've never seen, and it's really amazing."

Baprorol nodded in satisfaction:

"Let's go, move on to the next one!"

“……”

Tonight's route is clockwise around the city.

After the first wall-like caster was resolved, Ronald and Baprol's actions were smooth sailing, and the subsequent two did not have a direct conflict of force, and only relied on 'dialogue' to deal with it properly.

Only in the third place, the other party seems to have a special source.

They were more afraid of Ronald's presence than they were about being the leader of the Baprol Cult. Regarding this, Baprol asked for a lot of time with great concern, and then unexpectedly learned that Ronald had demonstrated his ability to manipulate thunder and lightning.

So on the way to the fourth caster's stronghold, Baprol spoke very attentively and deliberately:

"Ronald, can you show me?"

"Is that your spell that can summon thunder and lightning?"

“……”

The corners of Ronald's mouth twitched.

Baprorol, this guy, really didn't treat him as an outsider, and he could even ask for this kind of hole card-like information casually.

Ever since he got "The Mallet of Rain and Mist", Ronald has always cared about protecting the spell information of this original text, after all, the element of "rainy days" is really a bit of a toss-up.

It's not that Ronald didn't think about getting some related spells into his own hands.

Spells that change the weather...... It's rare, powerful, and full of features, and it's ridiculously difficult to get your hands on it.

Moreover, such a deliberate action is equivalent to exposing the casting restrictions of "The Divine Hammer of Rain and Mist" in the eyes of those who have a heart, and it is also an extremely dangerous act in itself.

So Ronald put down the relevant plans.

After all, a mine whose location is not clear is more threatening than an enemy on the surface.

In the face of Paprol's inquiry, he naturally refused directly:

"This is my hole card, how can it be used casually."

The cultist warlock cautiously continued:

"Just use it, can't I take a look?"

Ronald raised his voice:

"No way!"

Paprorol voice decreased:

"Okay......"

This is the end of the conversation, and it is rare for Paprol to understand Ronald's mood.

They remained silent for more than half an hour, until they reached the position of the fourth caster, and the cultist warlock spoke again:

"This one is a member of the Northern Glacier Research Association."

"Now it's all the dead soldiers cultivated by this organization, and if you don't kill them, you shouldn't be able to deal with it."

Ronald bowed his head slightly, and the black hell mist on his hand was already wrapped around it:

"So- I'll do it?"

Baprool smiled and took a step back:

"Then I'll see."

Two sentences set the tone of the battle, Ronald glanced at the house in front of him, and then his first reaction was to adjust the reconnaissance of the power of 'rage'. There are a total of three dead soldiers sent by the Northern Glacier Research Society, and they are all in it at the moment.

And it's different from normal humans.

Although the three guys were conscious, their mood swings were noticeably low, even approaching the level of abnormal development.

"Deal with such people...... There's really no hope. ”

Whispering with emotion, Ronald waved his hand at the house, and the mist mixed with 'rape' and 'rage' instantly turned into a straight line and penetrated directly through the cracks in the windows of the house.

Click-

At the first moment, the caster closest to the window was directly hit by the fog.

Without exception, all possibilities for activity are deprived.

It's a pity that the other two are far away, so the situation is different.

Noticing that their companions lost their mobility in an instant, they naturally would not be indifferent as a dead soldier. The semi-triggered spell was activated, and a thin and hard layer of ice covered the two men's bodies.

Then the black mist surged up, and it was naturally hindered by this layer of ice.

In the pitch darkness of the room, the two highly trained spellcasters were sure that they would not lose their ability to move immediately, and the next second reaction was to exchange glances.

"Someone raided!"

"I'll play the striker, you'll be the back."

The formation formed one after the other, and the two of them broke out of the front of the house directly, and even began to prepare new spells to deal with the enemy.

It's a pity......

At the moment of leaving the house, Ronald's incantation had just ended:

"The greatest increase in the productivity of labour, and the greater skill, skill, and judgment in the use of labour, seem to be the result of the division of labour......"

The invisible hand descended suddenly.

Even if the most reliable time of this spell was only a split second, it was enough to tear the ice through the two of them.

Then two entangled mist came into contact with the body.

With just two 'snaps', the two dead men followed in the footsteps of their companions.

Seeing that Ronald easily solved the enemy with one face, Baprol walked up, and at the same time sighed from the bottom of his heart:

"Awesome, Ronald, you're really amazing!"

"I want to solve these three dead soldiers safely, and it is estimated that it will take about ten seconds. You're just going to deal with it directly, it's too powerful, right? ”

The words landed, and Baprorol also walked up to the two dead men.

He simply crouched down, and the palm covered in magic was thrust down.

Poof—

After a sound that does not resemble the physical body.

The cultist's palm plunged easily into the two of them, crushing their hearts.

Only then did Baprool turn around and smile brightly at Ronald:

"I'm going to slaughter the house."

"Right away."