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Chapter 1085

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Although Connor didn't show his pain, Marguerite, who was outside, probably realized that Connor was in a terrible situation, so she didn't let Connor wait for too long. …

"I'm going to activate the alchemy bomb. Connor, you have to protect yourself!" After setting up the alchemy bomb on the stone steps, Marguerite pointed at Connor through the black gem ring and reminded him, "Don't worry.

"Okay!"

At this time, Connor, who was a little speechless because of the sharp pain in his head, could only squeeze out a word to signal Marguerite to be ready.

After receiving Connor's response, Marguerite didn't hesitate at all. She directly activated the alchemy bomb.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion resounded through the depths of the Navas Forest. The altar that was preventing Connor from returning to the surface was immediately blown to smithereens. Moreover, because it was an external explosion, although the shockwave of the explosion spread to the secret passage below, it didn't have much of an impact on the secret passage.

Seeing that the altar had already exploded and Connor still hadn't flown out, Margaret frowned. She immediately realized that Connor's current situation might be very bad. She didn't care about it as the explosion of the alchemy bomb hadn't completely dissipated yet. She immediately rushed towards Connor's side.

Connor, who was holding his body up, felt that Marguerite was getting closer and closer. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and fainted on the ground. Connor faintly heard that Marguerite had flown to his side and was anxiously calling his name …

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Flosinone, noon.

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio In a residential building in the Akkadian community, a young man in a restaurant waiter's uniform carried a large lunch box to the third floor. He looked at Room 301 and Room 301 on the right, and he seemed to be a little uncertain about who he was going to deliver the meal to. He then took out a piece of paper from his pocket, glanced at it, and knocked on the door of Room 301 on the left with certainty.

"Knock! Knock! Knock! "

The knock on the door immediately attracted the attention of Bisping and Southgate, who were in room 301. The two of them looked at each other and then shook their heads, indicating to each other that they didn't knock on the door. As rank 1 Magi, Bisping and Southgate's spiritual force had already noticed the waiter before he even entered the residential building they were in. However, after discovering that this young man was just an ordinary person, Bisping and Southgate didn't pay him any attention.

It was one thing.

As the saying goes, "The most dangerous place is the safest place." In order to hide his identity better, he hid in Flosinone. This time, after some discussion, Bisping and Southgate didn't choose to stay in the wilderness. Instead, they chose to stay in a residential building in the downtown area of Flosinone, which was right under the nose of the Church of the Storm.

In order to not let the Church of the Storm notice anything strange, Bisping and Southgate didn't rent Room 301 and the surrounding rooms. Instead, they let these rooms continue to be occupied by ordinary people as a cover.

And right across from Bisping and Southgate's room 301, there was a family of three living in room 302. Because the man in this family earned quite a bit from his job as a bank manager, this family often went to restaurants to eat or order food from restaurants. Basically, there would be different waiters delivering food every day or two.

And now, it was lunchtime. The man in Room 302 had gone to work, leaving only the mother and son in the opposite room. Therefore, it was normal for them to order lunch and have the waiter deliver it.

Hence, when the waiter appeared in the corridor with the lunchbox, Bisping and Southgate didn't think much of it even though they noticed his appearance. They thought that he was going to Room 302 as usual. They didn't expect that the waiter would knock on the door of Room 301.

Just as Bisping and Southgate were exchanging opinions, the waiter outside the door with the large lunchbox saw that no one opened the door after knocking for a long time. He seemed a little anxious. Not only did he knock harder, he even asked, "Is there anyone home? I'm a waiter from Smith's Restaurant. I'm here to deliver your food! "

Bisping's eyes flashed coldly when he heard the waiter's self-introduction. He said in a low voice through the door, "I didn't order food. You must have seen the wrong room number. Room 302 next door ordered food!"

Hearing the voice coming from the room, the young man who claimed to be the waiter of Smith's Restaurant was stunned for a moment. He then took out the paper from his pocket and looked at it while asking through the door, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Penselov's house? He paid the bill at Smith's Restaurant two hours ago, and told us to send his lunch here at this time. "

Bisping and Southgate in the room both became serious when they heard the name Penselov. Room 301 was bought by Bisping under an alias, and Bisping's current alias was Penselov! In other words, the young man who called himself a waiter didn't deliver the wrong meal. The lunchbox in his hand was for Bisping!

However, Bisping and Southgate didn't order food from Smith's Restaurant. Then who ordered this lunch from Smith's Restaurant?

Just as the atmosphere in the room was getting a little tense, Southgate gave Bisping a look. Bisping hesitated for a moment before reaching out to tap the door. The lock on the door opened automatically with a click, and the originally closed door also opened a small crack.

"I remember now. This is the meal I ordered. Come in and put the lunch on the table for me!" After opening the door, Bisping continued to order the young waiter in a low voice.

Although the situation in front of him was a little strange, the young waiter from Smith's Restaurant didn't think too much about it. He opened the door and walked into Room 301 with a large lunchbox in his hand.

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