67: Mother and son quarrel, Miral's helplessness

Next.

When Ron looked at the sixth piece of intelligence, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Do I need to use developing fluid? That's easy enough."

Although Ron didn't know what kind of developing fluid Mirar used.

However, the common developing fluids on the market were only a few types; he could try them one by one.

Moreover, perhaps the system would automatically refresh intelligence about developing fluid formulas later.

If that were the case, things would become even easier to handle.

So, Ron stopped thinking too much and continued to look at the remaining pieces of intelligence.

"So, the highest combat power left in Kura City is the Mountain Wolf Knight Alberto, huh?"

Ron's eyes flashed, and he wasn't too surprised by this result.

He had heard of this Mountain Wolf Knight before.

It was said that he was one of the top three masters in the Knight Order.

He was not only mature and steady, amiable and humble, but also good at training and guiding.

Therefore, in addition to being the Vice Commander of the Knight Order, he also served as the headmaster of the Knight Order's new recruit training camp.

At least a quarter of the current members of the Knight Order had once studied under Alberto.

More than half of the members had received guidance from Alberto.

"Logically speaking, this Mountain Wolf Knight is powerful and holds a noble position."

"He shouldn't stoop so low as to conspire with the Saar Family..."

Ron pondered, but he couldn't be entirely certain.

Therefore, to be safe, he planned to wait for the intelligence to refresh or for him to investigate thoroughly before doing anything else.

"Hmm? Fourteen ways to reach Honor Knight?"

Ron's gaze sharpened, and his expression couldn't help but become serious.

After carefully reading the descriptions of these fourteen methods, he immediately frowned and fell into deep thought.

Because of the demon beast riot on Windwhisper Plains, most of the strong individuals from Kura City's five major factions had gone to provide support.

Among those left behind, only one strong individual at the Honor Knight realm remained, and that was Alberto.

However, the reason the five major factions could control Kura City was their formidable strength and heritage.

Therefore, even if they currently didn't have strong individuals at the Honor Knight realm stationed there, they could still produce methods to contend with them.

For example, the previously mentioned secret sealed weapon of the Knight Order—the Bloodthirsty Sword.

If an Armed Knight was willing to sacrifice himself to feed this sword with blood and lifespan.

Then, in a short period, he would forcibly raise his realm and gain power comparable to the Honor Knight realm.

And the other four major factions, including the six great noble families, each had similar methods.

For example, the Adventurers' Association's group combo techniques, the Chamber of Commerce's alchemical mechanical guardians, the noble families' blood-burning secret arts... In total, there were fourteen such methods.

"It seems that if I want to rescue my sister, I must be extremely careful from now on."

Ron's heart was alert; he had somewhat relaxed after obtaining the sealed ancient god coin, but his spirit became tense again.

Next, the ninth piece of intelligence was nothing much to say.

However, the last piece of intelligence made Ron pause in surprise.

"Magic Phantom Thief Patrick, who stole the sealed item, is actually dead? And the Thieves' Guild doesn't even know about it?"

Previous intelligence mentioned that Patrick, for some reason, went to the Thieves' Guild's regional headquarters on Windwhisper Plains to steal.

He plundered most of their stored alchemical items, including the ancient god coin.

Later, he was hunted down by the Thieves' Guild and fled all the way.

Then, when he passed through Kura City to hide, he casually threw the ancient god coin into the wishing well, where it was picked up by a cleaning maid and given to Sister Martha.

"Although Patrick must have discarded many alchemical items out of necessity during his escape."

"However, he definitely still has some on him that he didn't discard, so if I can find his corpse, perhaps I can get the remaining alchemical items?"

A ripple appeared in Ron's eyes, but then it slowly dissipated.

Because Patrick passed through Kura City half a month ago.

Even if the system intelligence refreshed his location, it would probably be at least several thousand kilometers away, making it impossible to search for him for now.

Therefore, after reorganizing his plan, Ron went to sleep.

Time flew by, and it was the next day.

In the morning, as usual, he continued to accompany Litton in diagnosing and treating patients.

In the afternoon, after Litton left, Ron prepared several common developing fluids, then practiced "Thief Meditation Technique" for the entire afternoon.

In the evening, after dinner with Litton and his daughter, he played with Lisa for a while.

Soon, it was half past eight.

"Mr. Litton, Lisa, I'm going to rest now."

Ron stood up and said to the two of them.

Litton and his daughter also nodded, bid each other goodnight, and watched Ron leave.

When Ron returned to the storeroom, he immediately changed his clothes and quietly slipped out.

At this moment, in the Wealthy District.

Inside a high-end single-family house, the sound of two people arguing fiercely could be heard.

"Goddess of Creation above, how could I have given birth to such a useless thing like you!"

Mirar cursed furiously through gritted teeth, and opposite her stood a young man of about eighteen or nineteen, looking dissolute.

Hearing the curse, he merely pouted indifferently, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Yes, Mother, why did you give birth to me? If you hadn't given birth to me, I wouldn't be like this now!"

Mickey sneered, then turned and left.

As he reached the door, he stopped and looked back at Mirar.

"Mother, if you're really so dissatisfied with me, then I won't come back anymore."

"Whether I live or die outside, it has nothing to do with you. Goodbye..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mickey was about to close the door and leave the house.

However, Mirar suddenly called out to him.

"Wait, you damned thing!"

Mickey wasn't surprised, as if he had rehearsed it hundreds or thousands of times.

The moment Mirar spoke, he immediately stopped in his tracks.

"I'm really afraid of you. Take the money and get out. Come back early tomorrow, or if I find you, I'll break your legs!"

Mirar sighed, then somewhat helplessly took out her money pouch, pulled out two ten-value silver coins, and tossed them out casually.

Mickey's cold face instantly changed expression, and he playfully caught the silver coins.

"Alright, my dearest Mother."

Mickey said with a smile, then put the coins in his pocket.

"Oh, by the way, is Mother bringing someone home again tonight? Then when I come back tomorrow morning, should I bring you breakfast?"

Before leaving, Mickey seemed to remember something and asked.