Ronald had already tracked down and caught up with the target.
Naturally, he was in no rush now.
Away from the illuminating streetlights and under the cover of the night sky above, he easily traversed between the tops of various buildings, steadily following the carriage on the ground.
The fleeing Magician cultists were now racing against time.
It didn’t take long before, as if according to Ronald’s plan, they punctually arrived at the predetermined location.
Even a few steps ahead of the carriage.
Ronald jumped down from the rooftop and then stood right in the middle of the desolate road, watching the approaching carriage with an unwavering gaze. The cultists had deliberately chosen this secluded road, which turned out to be an excellent environment for Ronald to work freely.
His gaze quickly swept over the speeding carriage.
Ronald found an angle that likely wouldn’t harm the horses, and as they were about to collide, he leapt aside and kicked out.
The horses noticed Ronald’s presence and immediately started neighing while running.
However, the ’passengers’ were after all on the run, and they had no intention of avoiding pedestrians, and probably...
They also didn’t have time to dodge.
Supported by Ronald’s current physical condition, these movements actually took place in the blink of an eye.
Only a ’crack’ was heard, followed immediately by the sound of the carriage crashing by the roadside. The driver and the Magician cultists sitting in the carriage, unable to react, were all kicked by Ronald, along with the carriage, to the ground.
Listening to the moans coming from the carriage, Ronald had nothing much to say.
With a wave of his hand, a black mist of "Fury" power swept up, instantly enveloping them and the carriage.
Such a sudden attack, combined with Ronald’s strength far exceeding normal standards,
resulted in the instantaneous annihilation of the cultists.
He confirmed the controlled number of people matched the target he had locked onto.
Ronald walked over and with a couple of kicks reduced the carriage to pieces, disguising it as a crash scene, then sketched a magic rune on the ground with one hand to summon the nearest investigator to handle the issue.
Things had gone unexpectedly smoothly.
Before ordinary people noticed the crash scene Ronald created, three investigators had already run over from a corner of the street.
The senior investigator leading the team, upon seeing Ronald’s face, immediately showed several changes in expression.
He first quietly instructed the other two behind him.
Then they came together and approached Ronald.
"Mr. Ronald, may I ask what this is about?"
"I was just attending a banquet hosted by Sir Philips when I accidentally discovered traces of Magician cultists..."
Seeing the investigators’ extremely cautious demeanor,
Ronald immediately understood their thoughts.
With as calm a tone as possible, he explained everything that had happened tonight, finally conveying that he had completely subdued the Magician cultists, and then he made a suggestion:
"If possible, could you arrange to transport these Magician cultists in a carriage? Since Sir Philips is indeed a leading figure among the nobility, I think it’s best to take them back for Philips to interrogate."
"Of course, that’s only appropriate."
He remained silent only for a moment.
The leading old investigator hardly considered before responding directly.
Next, while instructing the two young investigators behind him to arrange for a carriage at the nearest location, he also put on a very apologetic expression and then started conversing with Ronald:
"Mr. Ronald, this must really be hard for you. This type of work should entirely be our responsibility at the investigation bureau, and to trouble you to come out and work late at night, I am truly sorry..."
Ronald detected the probing and the compliments in the other’s tone.
So, he also displayed a courteous smile:
"It’s nothing, this is what I should do."
"Any responsible citizen of Spring City would make the same decision as I have in this situation. You need not worry about any problems."
After exchanging a few subtly charged words with Ronald, the old investigator did not say much else.
When the young investigators brought the carriage over,
he did not even intend to follow it, but simply handed the reins of the carriage to Ronald.
"So, Mr. Ronald, I will leave this matter in your hands. As for the carriage... you can hand it over to our colleagues maintaining order at Lord Philips’ side; they’ll make sure it is returned safely."
"Then I will take my leave."
After exchanging glances with the old investigator for a few seconds, Ronald nodded towards him and then drove the carriage back.
He waited until the carriage’s silhouette disappeared at the end of the street corner.
A young man following the old investigator then quietly asked:
"Mr. Condroslop, are we deviating from protocol by doing this? I remember it’s clearly written in the manual..."
"Deviation from protocol, what deviation?" Hearing the young man’s query behind him, the old investigator chuckled, shaking his head to interrupt him, "This Mr. Ronald is currently a prominent person in Spring City, there’s no need for us to put too much thought into this."
"Even if we truly wanted to follow the regulations, we might not be able to stop him anyway!"
"Alright, stop worrying about such things, let’s continue our patrol... Ah! Right, bring that horse over here, that’s our side-income for tonight!"
After giving a few brief instructions, the old investigator continued the night patrol with the other two.
For them, tonight would also be a calm and uneventful one.
Ronald, driving the carriage, took just over fifteen minutes to return to the location of Lord Philips’ banquet.
During the half-hour he had been away for the pursuit,
Lord Philips appeared to have made very appropriate arrangements for the developments of the situation. Even as Ronald drove the carriage to the street corner, a servant from the house proactively stopped him.
"The master has opened the back door, we’ll go from this side."
Ronald silently nodded, then followed the experienced servant to the back of the mansion to avoid the ongoing main event at the front.
In less than a minute, Lord Philips’ anxious figure also appeared here.
"Mr. Ronald, how is the situation?"
Ronald calmly nodded his head, then pointed his finger towards the carriage where the unconscious Magic Magician lay:
"Check them, all four people are here."