Looking at the empty room in front of him, Giovanni sighed helplessly. Although Cristante, who was in charge of this operation, did not show the disappointment in his heart as obvious as Giovanni's, the disappointment in his eyes was clear …
"They didn't leave for long!" Although there were no obvious traces in the room, the experienced Cristante immediately came to a conclusion after looking around the room.
After saying this, Cristante walked out of the room, seemingly wanting to chase after Bisping and Southgate. The bearded Andrew also followed him out of the room, leaving only Giovanni in the room.
Seeing this, Giovanni adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, then reached out to call his subordinates downstairs to prepare to check the room. At this moment, a strange energy fluctuation burst out from the room. Sensing the appearance of the energy fluctuation, Giovanni was only a little surprised in the room, but Cristante, who had not gone far, suddenly changed his expression and roared crazily, "Giovanni, you bastard, run! There's an alchemy bomb! "
After reminding Giovanni, Cristante flew downstairs with Andrew while commanding the twenty-four arbitrators of the Church of the Storm who were ready at all times downstairs, "Saint Gatu Golden Light Formation! Immediately! "
At this critical moment, the arbitrators, who had experienced many years of training and had a tacit understanding, heard Cristante's order and immediately began to use the magic items in their hands to form the formation.
Although he did not know where the alchemy bomb was, Giovanni still chose to believe in Cristante. He immediately ran out of the window and flew downstairs.
The second after Giovanni flew out of the room, a deafening explosion came from the room, and flames burst out. Although Giovanni flew out of the room first, he almost fell to the ground in the face of the huge shock wave generated by the explosion.
Fortunately, at this moment, the formation formed by the twenty-four arbitrators of the Church of the Storm had already taken shape. A huge pale golden barrier covered the entire residential building. Under the effect of the formation, the explosion in Room 301 was instantly controlled. Although Giovanni was covered in dust, he was lucky enough to land safely on the ground.
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A minute after the explosion in the Arcadean community, on Fabugareth Avenue leading to the outskirts of Flosinone, a brown-haired young man in a worker's uniform narrowed his eyes and looked back in the direction of the Arcadean community.
"These people's dog noses are really sharp …"
After a complicated look of ridicule and doubt flashed in his eyes, Southgate, who was disguised as this brown-haired young man, muttered to himself in a low voice, "I'm not sure if I can find anything.
As an alchemist, Southgate certainly understood the principle of alchemy. Existence would leave traces. No matter how he concealed it, as long as the people of the Church of the Storm were strong enough and had enough means, they could still find some clues in Room 301.
So when he left, Southgate simply set up an alchemy bomb in the room. After Southgate and Bisping left the room, as long as a wizard entered the room, it would trigger the alchemy bomb and cause an explosion …
In this way, all traces would be destroyed by the shock wave of the explosion, which would help him and Bisping hide better. Secondly, it would also remind Southgate of the speed of the other party's arrival.
Although he had received the professor's warning and knew that his and Bisping's hiding place in the Akkadian community had been exposed, it had only been half an hour, and the Church of Storms had already taken action. Not only was Southgate secretly surprised by their speed, but he also felt some gratitude and awe for Reyes, the professor of the secret society.
Without Reyes's warning, there was no doubt that he and Bisping would have been caught red-handed in the Arcadean community. With the Church of the Storm's strength in Flosinone, whether it was Southgate or Bisping, they would have died. From this point of view, it was not an exaggeration to say that Reyes had saved his life.
Most importantly, if the Church of the Lord of Storms wanted to get rid of him and Bisping, they would need at least three official Magi. For three official Magi to work together, no matter which Magus organisation it was, this was definitely not a small matter. It could be considered top secret information.
And Reyes was able to obtain this information before they took action and pass it on. As Southgate thought about it, he could already feel how deep the waters of this matter were. He could not help but feel fear for Reyes …
In addition, combining this information, Southgate could not help but have a question in his mind!
Was there someone among the higher-ups of the Church of the Storm secretly leaking information to Reyes? Otherwise, how did Reyes know about such top-secret information about the Church of the Storm's movements?
With doubts in his heart, Southgate walked forward along Fabregas Avenue. In his vision, the outline of the Demiral Manor, where Reyes had asked them to meet, had already appeared.
Five minutes later, Southgate quietly slipped into the manor. Just as he did not know where to find Reyes in this huge manor, suddenly, without any warning, a gentle and very magnetic baritone sounded in his ears.
"Long time no see, Southgate. Please come to the central tower of the manor. I'll be waiting for you there."
Although Southgate had not seen Reyes for some time since they parted ways at Bernabeu, he immediately recognized that this was Reyes's voice. His expression immediately turned serious as he looked at the central tower.
The central tower was twenty meters tall. The entire tower was made of gray stone bricks and looked very simple. Such a tower was already considered a very tall building in this world where the construction industry was not very developed. In Southgate's vision, in the small pavilion at the top of the tower, a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament was sitting on a chair, leisurely reading a book.
This middle-aged man was none other than Southgate and Bisping's superior, the number two figure of the Secret Society, Professor — Reyes!
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