"..."

Ronald called out to the surrounding Entrade agents.

At first, none of these cautious guys dared to act—they couldn't figure out the purpose of Ronald speaking up at that moment.

Out of awe for the strong and consideration for their own safety.

The scene was very quiet.

Faced with such a situation, Ronald could only put on a stern face and then, with a voice that sounded very angry, continued to shout:

"I'm calling you over! Didn't you hear me?"

"..."

"Mr. Ronald, what can we do for you?"

After Ronald deliberately showed his anger, these Entrade agents finally dared not delay any longer. Although they looked extremely reluctant, one of them, the leader, braced himself and walked over.

And before Ronald could speak, this guy said first:

"I remember this place used to be the base of a cult sorcerer."

"Perhaps you discovered something and wanted to inform us?"

Seeing the agent in front of him cowering like this, Ronald didn't plan to scare the guy.

So he straightforwardly handed the stone box to the other person and pointed to the hand inside:

"It's this thing, you should recognize it, right?"

"This... Saint's relic!"

The Entrade agent immediately recognized the origin of the hand, but in the next second, his tone became uncontrolled, and he hastily lowered his voice again.

"Mr. Ronald, since you found this thing, then it is yours."

"Treasure should belong to the strong—in any country, this is a rule that holds on the mysterious side."

"Tsk—"

Ronald almost couldn't hold his expression.

If the one showing this hand wasn't himself but some weak caster, this Entrade agent would never have been like this now.

One doesn't hit a smiling face.

Even though Ronald understood these guys' ways of treating people differently, he didn't directly reprimand them either.

He just shoved the stone box into the man's arms.

Then, with the most serious expression and tone, he began to speak:

"Listen, I'm telling you now."

"This thing is not the Saint's relic as rumored, nor is it some precious material that aids in casting spells. On the contrary—it's a terrifying creature that can harm health, and even take lives!"

"..."

"Huh? What are you saying?"

Faced with Ronald's statement, the Entrade agent holding the stone box had a dazed expression, his gaze moving back and forth between the object in his arms and Ronald's face, his tone full of disbelief:

"Wasn't this thing already identified by the cult sorcerers? It's used to enhance the human body as the Saint's relic!"

"You believe their identification too?" Ronald seemed to have an epiphany.

But at this moment, he couldn't be bothered to look for trouble with the cult sorcerers in this matter.

Handling the current emergency was the most important.

So, Ronald adjusted his tone and continued to explain to this Entrade agent:

"About two months ago, my experience in Twin Creek City also spread to this city, you all should know of it."

"It was at the Twin Creek City ruins that I saw this hand once, and I also know its true nature. The origin of this thing is just some trick created by those summoned creatures trying to invade the real world. If you don't believe my words, you can take this thing back to your department and have the most professional and powerful caster appraise it properly."

"Believe me, if it really were the Saint's relic, I wouldn't have handed it over to you so generously."

Ronald's words contained a lot of information.

After listening, the Entrade agent's expression was no longer as certain as before, certain that what was in the stone box was the Saint's relic.

Meanwhile.

Seeing the change in the other person's expression, Ronald knew that this matter was probably settled.

So he skillfully patted the other person's shoulder, and with an advising tone, he continued to say:

"When taking the object back, you should also be careful of your own safety."

"Although now it seems to have lost its vitality and behaves obediently like a dead body's hand, from what I know of it—this thing is very likely to attack living people around. If you accidentally let this thing invade your body, I'm afraid your consciousness and life soon won't be your own anymore."

"Th-thank you for your warning."

Ronald's elaborate speech left the Entrade agent somewhat dazed.

But his excellent work capability allowed him to understand the meaning in the words, so he continued to honestly express his thanks to Ronald.

"..."

On the other side, Ronald nodded in satisfaction.

Turning this matter over to the official Entrade personnel to handle, it would surely get a good outcome.

But that alone was not enough.

Ronald also hadn't forgotten their original purpose for coming to this ruin tonight.

At this moment, there was no doubt he had done these guys a favor, so as repayment, of course, he could inquire about some information without worry.

Therefore, before bidding farewell to the Entrade agent in front of him.

Thinking of helping Nicole find the [Secret of Aogen] caster, Ronald asked another question:

"By the way, you guys ought to know quite a bit about the matters here, right."

"What happened to the first person who discovered this so-called Saint's relic? And what about the other casters involved in this matter, where are they now, and how are their situations?"

The Entrade agent's reaction was just as Ronald had expected.

Faced with such an inquiry, he naturally informed them of the situation very frankly:

"According to the information we have, the first group had already all perished in battle. Though quite a few casters later got involved in this matter, due to Lord Laleia rushing to the scene to prevent disaster as things got severe, most of them have been staying quietly in Waterfall City without causing any trouble."

Upon hearing Laleia's name, Ronald curiously asked:

"So it was Laleia who made the move in that night's battle?"

"Yes." the Entrade agent almost nodded instinctively, even with a tone of pride, "Indeed, those scattered Saint's relics were mostly retrieved by Lord Laleia that night, hence we now..."

The Entrade agent's voice suddenly lowered at this point.

Ronald looked closely.

In the blink of an eye, this guy's expression had turned to one of extreme fear.

"..."

—Something's gone wrong.

Realizing the situation had changed, Ronald immediately asked:

"Laleia retrieved those Saint's relics, and then what?"

The Entrade agent almost cried as he answered:

"Then, then Lord Batty took and used them!"

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