A carriage was slowly docking next to Springs Railway Station.

As the carriage stopped, a serious-looking young man walked down from above, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and black pants, and a metallic brooch on his chest was particularly eye-catching.

"Mr. Ronald, I'm here."

After looking at the coachman who was talking to him, Ronald nodded slightly:

"Well, you go back first. I'll handle the matter here first. Someone may come over there after the Chamber of Commerce."

The coachman replied respectfully:

"Sir, I understand."

After the words came to the ground, the coachman drove the carriage away from here.

Standing alone by the train station, Ronald, who was obviously thinly dressed in the crowd, reached out and pulled his collar, and then walked towards a gray building next to the station without any concern.

He left the chamber of commerce in a hurry, and Ronald even had the extra mood to go back to the second floor to change into his coat.

However, even though the temperature of the weather could not affect Ronald, he still felt a little chill in his heart.

I can use the power of [Guardian Angel] to resist the invasion of invisible spells, but what will happen to other people in the Chamber of Commerce?

Once the object of this spell is not restricted from single-player action...

Then the train station branch in front of me will probably be very shocking.

Thinking of this in his heart, Ronald looked up at the gray building in front of him.

With a sound that only he could hear, he chanted the spell of the power of "Raging" to awaken the black fog of hell. Several fluctuations in the building were immediately sensed by him.

There is no fear of despair when death is about to come.

"call--"

“It seems that the situation is not as bad as expected…”

With a low voice, Ronald took the initiative to walk into the building in front of him.

The guard recognized Ronald's identity, so he was not blocked. He walked straight to the third floor of the building, namely the office of the office.

The layout of the building is no different from the general office buildings of this era.

They are all built with brick and wood structures, and occasionally you can see decorative patterns and logos on the walls.

Ronald walked straight into an office, where three uneasy men were sitting.

After being frightened by Ronald's sudden push-in action, one of them immediately had anger on his face, and then he opened his mouth and the guy saw clearly that the person was Ronald.

“Uh…ah….”

"Ro, Mr. Ronald!"

"You are finally here!"

His tone quickly changed from worry and anger to excitement, and he almost jumped out of the chair and reached straight to Ronald.

"We, there is a very serious situation here."

"Malta told you all the news?"

“…”

Ronald reached out and shook the other person, and then said in a soothing tone:

"Yes, Mr. Marl told me the news."

"I'm here now to deal with the trouble that this may bring."

“…”

"That's fine, that's fine."

Because I know that Ronald is an original holder, the manager's expression can be seen to ease with the naked eye.

After looking behind Ronald, he continued to realize it:

"But what about the others in Maul?"

"Go to your side to inform the news, has he not come back together?"

“…”

Responding to the man's inquiry was Ronald's silent attitude.

Then, the man's expression gradually became distorted from doubt, and his steps subconsciously took a few steps back.

“Mar…Maltah…”

Ronald said regretfully:

"I'm sorry."

"He can't come anymore."

“…”

Hearing the news that Ronald said that Marl had been killed, the man's expression was completely stiff, and his body trembled slightly, as if he had been exhausted and fell on the chair behind him.

"How could this be...?"

"Malta just went to report a letter, how could he die? How could he die?"

"...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Ronald looked down at the other person, then explained in a low tone:

"Just before me, Malta was affected by that spell and died of organ failure."

"But the spread of that kind of spell should have been cut off from me."

“…”

Listening to Ronald's simple and cruel narrative, the man sitting on the chair showed a miserable smile on the corner of his mouth, and his sad expression seemed to see the end of the world.

“…”

“…………………”

"Mr. Ronald, this matter is left to you..."

"We have also notified the Bureau of Investigation, and someone should come here later."

Seeing the man's appearance as if he had left everything to him, Ronald turned around and walked out the door:

"I will handle this matter."

Looking at Ronald's back as he left, another person in the office spoke:

"Mr. Ronald, the bodies of several other people are in the warehouse on the first floor, and the records we have set are also placed there."

"Please give me!"

“…”

Ronald shrugged and understood, and the figure disappeared at the door the next second.

Three consecutive performers died, and the direct killing of colleagues, the staff at the Chamber of Commerce were obviously scared.

For the time being, I can only investigate by myself.

Following the previous guidance of the people in the office, Ronald came to the first floor alone.

The guard with a look of fear was already unstable.

When he saw Ronald, the person in charge, opened the warehouse door almost like a plague god, and then the person dodged to the side.

“…”

Ronald did not comment on the situation.

He walked through the door wrapped in iron, and he simply walked to the door of the warehouse. In the center filled with some debris, several corpses were placed on the table in the warehouse, with a surface covered with some debris.

White cloth.

"Um......"

Ronald wrinkled his nose.

Perhaps it was because the first person died earlier, or it was also because he now had a very sensitive sense of smell.

As soon as he walked into the room, he immediately smelled a faint smell of corruption.

Then, without saying a word, Ronald reached out to uncover the white cloth on the body.

"Tsk—"

The three bodies were exactly the same as what Ronald heard before.

One was crushed miserably, the other had a significant impact on his head, and the last one held his heart with both hands and his mouth opened in pain, obviously suffering physical pain during his lifetime.

At the first moment, Ronald extended his magic power in the way he knew.

The three corpses were examined one by one, and there were obvious traces of magic power in their bodies, which were normal traces that would be left when they used the technique.

But beyond that, there is no excess magic left.

That kind of spell that constantly kills lives has definitely achieved the ultimate goal in erasing traces!

Faced with this situation, Ronald turned his attention to the notepad beside him.

"In this way..."
Chapter completed!