This could be considered as Ronald’s first time witnessing Siesta initiate an attack. Although she did use her spell back in North Quik, at that time, it was merely to incapacitate some ordinary people, easily disabling their ability to act. Truly engaging in a life-and-death struggle on the mysterious side, this was indeed the first time! The sight shifted to Siesta’s body. At this moment, the cultist magician was charging towards Sedir. On Siesta, her wrists, ankles, chest, neck, and other crucial locations, each had magical items with different magic fluctuations being activated simultaneously. When combined with her sufficiently powerful level of magic power, the distinct functions of these magical items were uniquely integrated, forming an overall spell that appeared very peculiar, yet equally threatening. Even from Ronald’s experience. This was a rather rare technique! However, right at the moment of facing the attack. Sedir, instead, had no special reaction and used the time to recite the third verse of the spell: "The use of labor power is indeed labor. The buyer of labor power consumes it, thus making its seller labor..." The instant the third spell was completed, Siesta stumbled at the same time. The originally unstoppable momentum was directly interrupted. ——It wasn’t that she suffered any severe injury. ——Rather, the weakness inside her body increased in speed at this moment, even making it somewhat difficult for this cultist magician to adapt to the changes occurring in her body. "You... what kind of trick is this?" The unclear spell repeatedly weakened her. Facing such an opponent, once again interrupted, Siesta immediately dismissed the idea of competing in magic strength, and the attacks she had just prepared were all canceled amid dissatisfaction. Then, Siesta’s figure became ethereal. And as she transformed her body into an energy form, the cultist magician didn’t forget to take a spherical object out of her clothing pocket, smashing it heavily on the floor in front of everyone in the blink of an eye. The sphere shattered. Crimson and ghastly green flames erupted from it instantly. The intense combustion drove the airflow, pulling the surrounding air tightly, and in merely an instant, it expanded more violently! Unfortunately, the situation inside the hotel room was somewhat different from what Siesta had anticipated. Although she didn’t purchase the house here herself, this was still Ronald’s residence in EnteRoden. Especially with the excellent service here, he was even less likely to allow Siesta to completely destroy the place with spells. So at this critical moment. Ronald used a spell that didn’t require incantations to guide the direction of the explosion’s spread in the room; Meanwhile, Costate followed orders, using her superb air control ability to calm the situation down. The end result... was that apart from quite a few things in the room being marked with pitch-black scorch marks, the overall structure of the building didn’t suffer any serious damage. Only at the spot where the bomb first exploded. Because the ground came into first contact with the explosion and lacked other protection, it was forcibly blasted out into a pit. "This can’t be happening, can it?" Siesta’s unresigned shout slipped out. Currently, existing in an ethereal state in the room, the cultist magician naturally avoided the shock from the previous explosion. Yet even maintaining such a protective spell, Siesta could still feel one thing—the weakening continued. That steady and continuous weakening was occurring in her body unshakably! Even transforming her entire human foundation into ethereal form couldn’t resist or even delay this erosion effect... As far as Siesta’s knowledge goes. This is absolutely extremely rare, possibly unheard of! Clang, clang, clang—— Just then, a crisp bell rang on the street outside. The expressions of everyone in the room changed. They all knew well what it meant—an oft-used contact method of the EnteRoden agents. When the bell rings, it means the incident is extremely urgent. And it’s a matter that requires handling from the mysterious side! Any EnteRoden agent who hears this sound will rush over as quickly as possible, to suppress and resolve the ongoing situation. In the silent hotel room. Ronald looked around with an unchanged expression. Costate was unmoved as well, not caring about the current conflict, she instead turned to begin tidying the mess in the room. Only Siesta and Sedir, standing at the core of the battle. Their attitudes remain as tense as ever. Sedir had a frown, evidently worried about this change, while Siesta did not hide her happiness. "Come on! Let’s continue playing!" And in fact, that was just it. For Siesta, the situation was absolutely improving. The cultist magician and the EnteRoden agent department had long since formed an alliance, making the bell a sort of support signal for her. Compared to Sedir, as a member of the resistance, she was inherently opposed to the current government, utterly incompatible! What Siesta understood, Sedir understood even more. Only to see Sedir tearing off her somewhat charred clothes, with a simple glance at Siesta’s ethereal form, the resistance leader made some guesses about the state. A commanding gesture was made. Pale spirits immediately emerged from the surrounding walls and floor, swiftly encircling Siesta in the middle. Spirits, after all, were attacking in their spiritual body state. Though Siesta’s spells could avoid most damage, in ethereal form, she was, specifically, not immune to soul-type attacks. Within moments of maintaining this special state, Siesta was entangled with the spirits. Though the cultist magician intended to clear the surrounding spirits. But Sedir, frequently prepared for such situations, had more than enough spirits lying in wait, and Siesta clearly could not quickly deal with all of them at once. Seeing the spirits endlessly arrive and pin Siesta in place. Sedir cast an apologetic glance toward Ronald, then turned and leapt out the window sill. "Mr. Ronald, it seems our discussion must come to a pause." With a farewell, Sedir vanished into the lake waters outside the hotel. Ronald’s residence, being in one of the best scenic areas, had a balcony overlooking the lake formed by the waters of Waterfall City. For Sedir, needing to relocate immediately. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝕟𝕖𝕥 These were evidently ideal escape routes. As soon as Sedir left, Ronald’s room was immediately intruded upon. Several EnteRoden agents filed in, the lead one taking a look at Siesta in her disheveled state, immediately frowning: "What on earth happened?" "Mr. Ronald, what just happened here? We felt an intense magic fluctuation!" Ronald just smiled and pointed at Siesta, who had only just torn the last spirit to pieces: "Actually, it was nothing major." "Just two girls having a bit of a spat, resulting in some conflicting actions, huh?" Handling the agents with such words, Ronald felt slightly happy inside. He was somewhat curious— When Siesta learned the truth about Sedir, or Leleye learned everything that happened tonight. What kind of expression would that be?