He stared at the spot where the monster had disappeared.
Ronald Adler thought deeply, standing still for a long time before he turned and left.
Since other people in the city had already dealt with the problem, there was naturally no rush for him to go out. There were still many ordinary people in this building who had been fed by the Swollen Demon, and it was necessary to check their condition at the moment.
On the first and second floors, he opened each door in turn and briefly inspected them.
When the monster had left, it had appeared friendly, but this friendliness did not seem to benefit these people. Strange magic power still lingered within them, though it had not yet begun to torture their bodies.
Muttering softly, Ronald waved his hand to summon the black mist of "Fury," using the usual method to render all these ordinary people unconscious.
A spell meant for combat was being used to save people.
It felt quite subtle, didn’t it?
No need to worry too much about someone else breaking in, in the slums at night, Ronald directed the power of "Fury" to roam around the building, quickly completing his last task.
At this moment, someone rapidly approaching his location appeared within Ronald’s surveillance range. The speed was so fast that it was only second to when Ronald used "Astronomy Master."
The astonishing incidents didn’t end there.
After being detected by the abilities of "Divine Comedy," this individual paused briefly, then drastically increased his speed!
At that moment, Ronald simultaneously lost the ability to track their position.
This unknown entity had not only discovered the surveillance spell of "Divine Comedy" but had also successfully blocked it!
Ronald was momentarily stunned.
The person was approaching from the northwest, and judging by the timing, their identity might be connected to...
All this happened in a flash of thought.
The noise of the ceiling breaking resounded above Ronald’s head.
Mixed with broken earth and bricks, a pale golden figure then stood not far in front of Ronald. One could only imagine how fast they had accelerated to arrive so quickly in front of him!
Looking through the dust and darkness, Ronald scrutinized the arrival’s appearance.
Firstly, this was a slender woman.
Secondly, she was dressed in a loose and comfortable nightgown.
Finally, the powerful magic fluctuation emanating from her was the strongest Ronald had seen since he arrived in this world. Even when comparing her to the Grand Witch of the "Twelve Witches," the gap was like the Grand Canyon!
Now, standing not far in front of Ronald.
This lady didn’t even turn around, just leaving her proud back facing him, as she directly walked to the remains of the monster, now reduced to ash.
"The Seventh Eye, the Second Eye..."
Two curtailed phrases were spoken, followed by a phantom rising from the monster’s remains, quickly assuming the form Ronald had seen earlier.
Then, the phantom spoke:
"Under normal circumstances, the intelligence of the ’Nine Commandments Covenant’ wouldn’t be known to outsiders. But Mr. Ronald..."
Every word, every sentence.
Everything the monster had done about fifteen minutes ago, whether the expressions, movements, or words spoken, was completely recreated by this spell in the center of the dark hall.
If one were to nitpick...
The only thing would be that the clarity of this phantom wasn’t very high, probably only about 360P?
Seeing this, Ronald Adler had already confirmed the identity of the lady before him.
The immense Magic Power that was rare in his lifetime, the effortless use of the Britannica Encyclopedia’s spells, and that inherently noble and proud demeanor.
Only could this be the ruler of the Gried Empire, the owner of the strongest "Divine Comedy" in the world today—Queen Dantrian!
Facing such an entity,
Ronald first estimated the combat power of both sides in his mind, then, through the buildings that had already left above his head, observed the clear night sky, and finally decided to stand still on the spot, waiting for the other’s reaction.
At the same time, Her Majesty the Queen was still observing the movements of the figure before her.
"Mr. Ronald, let’s find an opportunity to meet again later."
"Lastly, as a reminder, I suggest you keep the Saint’s relic promised by the church in your hand, it’s quite important..."
As the figure replayed the monster’s last words, it also collapsed and scattered on the ground like the other. Queen Dantrian faced everything she had seen and smiled, shaking her head: "Bapulor, you really did well."
After murmuring quietly, the Queen put away the emotions in her voice.
She scanned the surrounding room, then finally turned to face Ronald, who had been quietly waiting there.
As Her Majesty the Queen turned around, he saw her true face. Like Princess Claudia of Gried, the Queen also possessed an extraordinary beauty.
Even with reasonable maintenance, her actual age was not discernible.
The first impression would be that of a beautiful, mature maiden, rather than a mother whose children were of marriageable age!
In the dark building, the two looked at each other.
A dark cloud skimmed across the sky, blocking the stars’ light, and then Her Majesty the Queen spoke first:
"You did well tonight, I am satisfied."
Ronald replied carefully and earnestly, "It was all something I ought to do."
After this exchange, the two fell into silence again.
On one hand, Ronald was careful not to speak rashly; on the other, the Queen was continuously sizing up the young man before her.
The historical records of the Adler family, descriptions of daughter Claudia, his recent deeds, and the words of the cult Magician...
All this information was a reference for Queen Dantrian’s decision.
Thus, the quiet air lingered for a few seconds.
The Queen’s feet left the ground, and then she slowly ascended into the air. At this moment, her stern expression melted away, revealing a mature warmth:
"There, you don’t need to be too tense. I am well aware of the intricacies and methods of these cult Magicians and won’t trouble you over such matters."
Ronald, following the local nobility’s tradition, performed a respectful ritual:
"Your Majesty, thank you for your consideration."
The Queen laughed and shook her head, then her figure started to accelerate and flew outwards.
Before the Queen completely disappeared, she left Ronald with a last piece of advice:
"I won’t comment on other matters."
"But Bapulor was right, you indeed should keep that relic of the Saint in hand, keep up the good work..."