Mystic Dominator

Chapter 220 Walking

"Yo! Good morning, Mr. Ronald!"

Just as he walked out of the apartment, Ronald was stopped by a hearty young man.

Turn around and look——

It's Raphael.

This guy is almost the same as yesterday, still wearing suspenders and a brown top. At the moment, he was half leaning against a tree by the side of the street, watching himself with a rather sunny smile on his face.

"..."

Looking at Raphael in front of him speechlessly, Ronald is in a complicated mood now.

That is, the few seconds when he was silent.

Raphael walked over without hesitation, and hugged Ronald's shoulders like a good brother:

"how?"

"Aren't you happy to see me here?"

"That's not true." Ronald shook his head immediately, and then expressed his doubts. "I'm just curious, since you can spare time to wait for me here today, why did you write a special letter in the morning?"

Raphael smiled:

"Doesn't this make the invitation more formal?"

"If a ticket is given to you out of nowhere, it would be as insincere as distributing leaflets on the side of the road."

"..."

He looked at Raphael who analyzed seriously for himself.

Ronald was silent for a few more seconds before starting to walk out of the street.

While looking around and remembering the architectural terrain here, he asked Raphael beside him at the same time:

"You can stop me directly when you just go out, you should come early today, right?"

Raphael nodded and said:

"Of course."

"At eight o'clock in the morning, I watched my letter being thrown into the mailbox here by the post office.

"..."

Hearing this sentence, Ronald staggered.

He glanced at the other party with inexplicable eyes, and then he asked:

"Are you so free?"

"Don't do anything during the day, just stay at my door!"

Hearing Ronald's complaints, Raphael showed a satisfied smile on his face:

"Ronald, don't look down on yourself."

"A person with books is the highest level of attention on my side. In other words, no matter where you are, a guy like you will be watched by people. You have to get used to it in advance."

Ronald immediately heard the hint in Raphael's words.

Wei Wei nodded to show that he already understood the other party's meaning, and then he changed the subject:

"By the way, your other identity should be busy, right?"

"Is this really all right?"

"Of course no problem." Ronald in front of him knew his multiple identities, so Raphael didn't intend to cover up too much, and simply nodded and explained, "I'm not the only one in our school."

"Except for the actual performance when I need to appear on stage, other times there are people who will substitute for me, so don't worry about it."

Your school is really convenient...

Hearing such an answer, Ronald instantly had some bad associations.

Quickly driving those strange pictures out of his mind, and continuing to remember the surrounding environment, Ronald said casually:

"By the way, Raphael."

"I want to ask you something."

Raphael nodded and said:

"You talk, I'm listening."

So Ronald articulated his own question:

"About Elva Sherwood, do you know his history?"

"..."

Raphael hesitated for a moment.

Although it was difficult to detect, Ronald, who was walking beside him, still keenly noticed this.

When hearing this name, Raphael obviously cared.

Then, there was a silence that lasted several breaths.

It wasn't until the two walked more than 50 meters side by side that Raphael asked in a low tone:

"Ronald, how did you know this man?"

"..."

Hearing the complexity in the other party's tone, Ronald also understood that there might be something else wrong with this matter.

Simply standing where he was, he stared at Raphael with serious eyes and said:

"About Elva Sherwood, I learned his name from a rather special source. Is it not convenient for you to say more?"

"..."

Raphael also stood there and looked at Ronald.

After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, he shook his head as if giving up.

"well--"

"It's not inconvenient."

"Elva Sherwood, this guy is an academic scholar who studies history and sociology on the surface. He usually lives in a regular way, and there is nothing particularly noticeable in private."

Ronald tentatively asked:

"Is this on the bright side...?"

"That's right, it's on the bright side." Raphael nodded generously. Now that the words have been spoken, he doesn't intend to hide any more, and simply continued, "In fact, secretly, I have information from my side that this guy is also a mysterious guy, and he may even be a 'holding a book'. !"

"But the problem is that this guy has no contact with the mysterious side at all, and he has not had any contact with anyone from the mysterious side for a long time."

"Ronald, you probably understand my attitude?"

Ronald nodded in response:

"Understandable."

Having said that, the situation couldn't be more clear.

For Raphael, this is a guy whose experience is a mystery, whose details are unclear, and who may even be the holder of the original code.

It is only natural to show such a cautious attitude.

But for Ronald, the situation is quite different.

Having experienced a series of incidents in Brenwich, he was quite curious about this mysterious organization that sent messages to him.

Now the scholar to whom this information is ultimately directed...

It is very likely that he is also a holder of the original code?

Although he had made preparations before, Ronald was still a little surprised to hear such news from someone he could trust.

At this time, Raphael, who was standing beside Ronald, also noticed the expression in his eyes.

While turning around and continuing to walk forward, he asked Ronald at the same time:

"Ronald, now is the time to answer my question."

"How do you know about Elva?"

"Besides, I remember when we parted, you were just an ordinary person new to the industry, why did you change yourself and pick up books after only two months?"

"Tell me about all of this!"

"..."

Are you going to hide the password letter from Raphael?

Regarding this question, Ronald did not hesitate for too long.

Since Montenegro, this guy has provided him with a lot of help, and the two of them can be regarded as trustworthy friends.

It's totally fine to tell the other party this kind of thing.

So while catching up with Raphael's figure in front of him, Ronald lowered his voice and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"It all started with a coded letter."

Hearing Ronald's words, Raphael's eyes also became curious:

"A...coded letter?"

Ronald nodded seriously:

"That's right, it's a coded letter."