Upon hearing Ronald’s inquiry, a shadow passed over Raphael’s face.
His face, rarely showing hesitation, flickered with brief uncertainty.
But thanks to his excellent psychological strength, he quickly adjusted his attitude and responded bluntly,
"If it’s about following someone, I’m afraid I won’t have enough time."
"The time is already late, and I must hurry back to attend an important banquet before tonight falls."
"You know, there are some occasions where my presence is indispensable."
After all, Raphael bore the significant identity of Alida.
Although companions could stand in for him usually, his personal attendance was still necessary during performances and certain special events.
Understanding this, Ronald immediately replied to Raphael:
"It’s fine, I am just going to follow these two people for a bit."
"I’ll act very cautiously, making sure to avoid any danger."
"Alright." Hearing Ronald’s response, Raphael then bent down to pick up the maid from the ground before continuing, "Ronald, should I try to leak this matter to the Springs Investigative Bureau?"
"I can let you know in advance. Once reported, Springs’ investigators will definitely investigate Elva, but I can’t guarantee the outcome."
"If it brings up serious issues, a mere Elva certainly won’t escape the city; but if no clues are found, our actions today would merely amount to pure breaking and entering."
"Being on the investigative bureau’s blacklist is definitely not good."
Ronald quickly analyzed in his mind.
For him, this mysterious organization still seemed largely hidden, and getting the investigative bureau involved might easily lead to uncontrollable situations.
There was no rush to report this matter immediately.
Elva, for the purpose of concealing his mysterious side, would also not likely report it to the investigative bureau voluntarily.
After analyzing, Ronald shook his head at Raphael:
"The situation is still unclear, let’s hold off for the moment."
"Wise choice." Smiling at Ronald, Raphael carrying the maid prepared to climb over the wall to leave. But before he fully departed, he remembered something and turned back to Ronald:
"My counter-tracking protection can last about six hours, you can use this time as a reference."
Ronald nodded in appreciation:
"Hope to see you again later."
Raphael also nodded in response, then turned and left the courtyard.
Watching his companion leave, Ronald leisurely picked a less crowded direction to leave the yard and then followed the other two individuals, avoiding Elva’s mansion.
In the time that followed, Ronald vividly understood the vastness of Springs.
Merely tailing the two individuals across the city stressed his capabilities.
Along the way, Fury’s remarkably broad surveillance scope provided Ronald with the emotional fluctuations of tens of thousands of people.
This was an entirely unmanageable amount of information!
To illustrate, it was like when a game’s on-screen NPCs exceed the hardware’s performance limit, leading from lag to crash.
Faced with this helpless reality,
Ronald was forced to narrow down his surveillance scope, focusing his sharpest senses only on the two targets.
Although he trailed far behind the two, he managed not to lose sight of them.
As he walked the streets of Springs, about half an hour passed, and the two young men, presumably subordinates of Elva, entered a university in the riverside district.
Ronald locked onto their location and soon arrived after them.
Then he observed the entrance of the university.
The facade of the institution was quite luxurious, with the name of the university engraved on a long black plaque between two imposing lion statues:
——[Wildering University]
Below it, there was a golden slogan.
——[Seekers of knowledge should rely on firsthand experience; baseless theories are mere delusions.]
"Wildering University..."
Muttering the name of the university, Ronald immediately wanted to follow them inside.
A harsh voice came from the direction of the gate:
"Sir, our school does not accept unauthorized visitors!"
"Please leave immediately!"
Looking towards the source of the voice,
A man in a blue jacket, holding a baton, walked towards Ronald.
His anxious expression made it clear he regarded Ronald as an ’illegal intruder.’
Facing this situation, Ronald immediately raised his hands in a placating gesture.
"Sorry, I had no intention of going in."
"It’s just that the sculptures at the entrance are so majestic that I got a bit carried away."
Faced with Ronald’s explanation, the guard was not immediately convinced.
He walked up to Ronald, scrutinized him closely, and then, softening his tone, he said:
"If there’s nothing else, you should leave now."
"If you want to visit the university, you can write to apply in advance or visit some of the nearby universities that are open to the public."
Ronald quickly responded:
"Understood, I truly apologize for the inconvenience."
Without waiting for the guard to speak further, Ronald turned and left on his own initiative.
After walking out of sight, he silently turned around and took a different route to approach Wildering University from another direction.
Considering the campus, Ronald estimated that it spanned about a thousand acres, with three entry gates protected by guards dressed just like the one he had encountered, all providing excellent security.
Unable to enter under normal circumstances,
Ronald had to choose a less conventional approach.
From his observations, the walls that encircled the entire university stood nearly three meters high at their lowest point.
With his physical capabilities,
Scaling them directly would be troublesome.
However, with the aid of the ’black mist,’ it would be a cinch.
Once sure he could get in, Ronald still didn’t immediately attempt to scale the wall and break into the university.
It was nearly dusk, the prime time for students to leave school, and infiltrating during a period of high pedestrian traffic could lead to detection.
Since the power of ’Fury’ had locked onto the location of the two targets,
He wasn’t worried about losing them.
Nodding in satisfaction, Ronald then turned and walked towards a restaurant on the street.
"Springs’ specialty cuisine..."