The Mystic Dominator

excuse me for not keeping you company

　Go!

　　Must go!

　　Go at once, at once!

　　The thriving night town in front of him, no matter how 'interesting' the sights in it were, couldn't stop Ronald's intention to turn his head and leave now.

　　Following the main road not too far away, he was going to leave this damn place as fast as possible!

　　Ronald remembered very clearly that he had just awakened with his pyjamas on, and the candle on the desk was partially burnt, and counting the time spent exploring the villa, it was now the middle of the night at the very least.

　　At such a point in time--

　　Throughout the entire history of the West one couldn't find a festival that could keep an entire town lit up on the night of a thunderstorm!

　　This was a remote town that didn't even have factory chimneys that smoked.

　　The standard of living for the average resident is palpable, considering the dire cycle of the crushing economic effect.

　　So late at night!

　　The entire town lighting a huge number of candles together, and this bizarre brightness ......

　　Definitely a completely unfathomable and bizarre event!

　　The best outcome, some dark force had taken control of the town and was now carrying out activities that were not very 'friendly' to himself, a local noble;

　　Worst outcome, something was wrong with the entire town. Including every blade of grass, every bug, every flower, and even every single person!

　　Referring to the missing maid in the villa, and the fact that he was able to get this body ......

　　"Huh."

　　What was the resolution just now?

　　To continue exploring?

　　No kidding!

　　Ronald wasn't a rash young man brainwashed by western superhero films, who dared to naively rush up and mess around in the face of something of this magnitude.

　　If he had the relevant information and was clear about the cause of the thing, then he could still consider it.

　　Now, in the dark, we know that the opposite side is not normal.

　　What should we do?

　　Just now when facing that 'maid lady', he did not panic on the surface, but in reality, the frequent mental exchanges consumed a lot of mental energy.

　　Now since also give yourself high intensity whole live ......

　　Well, you do not follow the common sense, come up to get some demonic and weird stuff.

　　Then don't blame me for running straight away!

　　Running away is shameful, but it does work sometimes!

　　Carrying the lamp he found casually, Ronald pushed the door to leave the villa and fled in a direction away from the town.

　　Survival in the wild is something he knows a little bit about, at least he can last for a while.

　　"Eh?"

　　Only a few steps out, Ronald realised that something wasn't quite right on him.

　　Surrounding him was the sound of rushing and dense rain.

　　But with the rain gear draped over his own body, he actually didn't have any feeling of rain pounding on him!

　　Reaching out his hand to his body, he was illuminated by the light of the lamp.

　　Ronald discovered the startling truth.

　　Although the curtain of rain around him was still sprinkling on its own, these raindrops actually automatically slid to the side when they were about to reach, or rather touch, his own body surface!

　　Not only Ronald himself.

　　Even his clothes were saved from the rain as a result.

　　"The Divine Mallet of Rain and Mist? ......?"

　　Only this explanation made the most sense.

　　It was as if it had insulated the house from the rain in the illusion before, and after he had obtained the stone slab himself, it had shown that it could bring benefits as well.

　　--No umbrella on rainy days.

　　Still doing what he did when he found the stone slab hidden before, Ronald tried up his operation of The Divine Mallet of Rain and Fog while advancing.

　　There was no need to chant any tedious incantations, nor was there any need for any spell casting materials or gesture movements.

　　As long as The Divine Mallet of Rain and Mist was in one's hand, regardless of whether it was hidden or not.

　　With a thought, the ability of rainwater to automatically avoid it could be activated off.

　　With oneself as the centre, one could manipulate it at will within twenty metres.

　　However, this ability was only able to avoid rainwater, to say something like controlling rainwater for combat, that was absolutely impossible.

　　"Pretty good."

　　Nodding his head in satisfaction, Ronald was rather very pleased with this ability to avoid rain.

　　--

　　Against the heavy rain, the young man hurried along the main road at the edge of the forest, and in his hand was the lamp that was protected.

　　The rainy night was not illuminated by the moonlight, and this light moved slowly along through the cracks of the rain.

　　Taking advantage of this opportunity, too, Ronald took advantage of the light to observe the surrounding scenery.

　　The road he was walking on now was the main trunk of the road sandwiched between the farmland and the forest, connecting the town to the outside world.

　　The farmland was filled with wheat-like plants that gradually disappeared after leaving the town for a while.

　　And the trees not far from the roadside were basically broad-leaved plants with wide foliage, and from time to time, one could see the yellowed leaves falling to the ground and laying down as a sheet of colour under the ravages of the raindrops.

　　If this place is similar to Earth, or if what one is stepping on is also a [planet], then one's probability is that one is in the temperate line with four distinct seasons, and the time should be in the middle of autumn.

　　Because broadleaf plants shed their leaves, usually occurring during the temperate winter, or the period when the climate becomes hot and arid, combined with the body temperature, and then sniffing the cold wind on one's nose one can understand this a little.

　　"Keep moving ......"

　　Mentally realising his situation, Ronald continued on through the rainy night.

　　Perhaps there was something in the underworld that was blessing him, or it could be that this moment of luck was really good.

　　After continuing on for about four kilometres, he found wheel marks on the left side of the muddy main road.

　　Now it was a thunderstorm!

　　This kind of weather has always been favoured by the creators of all kinds of murders, the reason being that heavy rain will wash away almost 90% of the traces left on the ground, leaving those who are tracing the clues at a loss.

　　There are basically only two possibilities for leaving wheel marks in a thunderstorm:

　　Firstly, there is a caravan passing in front of us, and only left a short time ago, the rain has not yet had time to erase the traces.

　　Second, the lorry was loaded with extremely heavy supplies, so the marks were deep enough not to be washed away by the rain.

　　Ronald didn't even need to lower his head for a closer look to understand that the situation was the second.

　　The reason was also very simple.

　　In this era of drastic social changes, those who would choose to be a traveller were usually not adventurous young people, but old travellers who were already accustomed to this industry, and were even about to retire, so they were not willing to change.

　　On a thunderstorm night like this, why would an experienced traveller brave the rain?

　　This was inevitably due to the traces left behind by the extremely heavy cargo, and the fresh yellow fallen leaves occasionally covered some of the traces, again indicating that they had not been gone for a short period of time.

　　Go after them and find them.

　　Just a short distance ahead, there was a caravan that had stopped because of the rain!

　　As for how the other party's attitude is ......

　　That would be something to think about after going after them.

　　Decision made, the pace of Ronald's feet immediately accelerated again, firmly following the traces on the ground.

　　The still obvious wheel marks kept getting clearer and clearer as he advanced, which also deepened the speculation in his heart.

　　At the same time, the rain that had originally avoided Ronald began to hammer on the rain gear.

　　He voluntarily switched off his new ability-

　　A quarter of an hour later, at the edge of the forest shrouded in dark brown rain, the wheel marks on the ground turned their heads and disappeared by the roadside. Not too far away from the main road, a caravan was quietly parked in the clearing there, as if it was also falling into a rainy night's slumber.

　　Just from such a distance, Ronald could also see the campfire protected by a curtain, and three or two members of the caravan who were in charge of the night watch were there tending to the surroundings, and among them there were others boiling water in mugs dangling over the fire.

　　The night had not opened well, but the follow-through had been pretty good.

　　A few 'humans' in charge of the night watch convoy, that was exactly what he was looking for.

　　Without the slightest hesitation, Ronald also left the main road and headed over towards the caravan.

　　What could make him act so assuredly was actually because he saw the components of the convoy.

　　There were a total of only four wagons loaded with goods in the camp, and the wagons were of different shapes and types of goods, and even the clothes of the night watchmen were divided, with obvious differences in their dressing habits.

　　From this, the conclusion came naturally:

　　This was a temporarily formed caravan whose members were not fixed partners.

　　A temporary team like this, under the mutual restraints of people in a small 'society', basically no one would have any ill intentions towards themselves, and the constraints that the other party had on each other was their best umbrella.

　　It's just too good to be true-