Connor leaned against the lounge chair in the middle of the room, squinting his eyes as he leisurely tasted the mellow red wine in his glass.
He was waiting for Marguerite's arrival.
The reason why Connor didn't choose to communicate with Margaret through voice transmission when they met in the cafeteria just now was out of consideration for safety and prudence.
According to Marguerite's intelligence, after the two official Adepts protecting Miss Audrey left, there were only four advanced Apprentice Adepts left.
An advanced Apprentice Adept's sensing ability was extremely powerful. Even if Connor and Marguerite were extremely cautious, there would still be a trace of energy fluctuation when they communicated through a voice transmission. If that was the case, it would be extremely troublesome!
"The door isn't locked, come in!" Connor sensed the footsteps of the woman outside the door with his power of the will. A trace of a smile appeared on his lips as he spoke in a flat tone.
Watching Marguerite enter the room disguised as a Bosnian girl, Connor took the initiative to ask, "Have you confirmed which room Audrey and the others are staying in? Did the operation go smoothly? "
"Audrey and the others have booked rooms 1 to 10 on the third floor. As for Enrique, he's staying in room 337. Although I can confirm where he's staying, I can't confirm if he's alone in his room." Marguerite said in a deep voice.
After hearing Marguerite's words, Connor's expression suddenly changed. He tightly knitted his brows as he stared at Marguerite's disguised face and said, "You can't confirm if he's alone in his room? What do you mean, Marguerite? Before you took action, you told me that our target was only him! "
"Can't you let me finish before you speak?" Marguerite rolled her eyes at Connor and said with some resentment, "Until this afternoon, Enrique has indeed been alone. But after boarding the Ivanka at noon, I secretly discovered that he had hooked up with a vixen. I can confirm that in the five days I've been monitoring him with the Divine Eye System, the two of them haven't had any contact at all!"
"I've tested that vixen. She's not a Adept, not even a Knight. She's just a slut who can't satisfy her desires!"
After hearing Marguerite's explanation, Connor couldn't help but feel astonished. Did Marguerite mean that Enrique and the vixen mentioned by Marguerite were having a one-night stand?
After pondering for a moment, Connor accepted Marguerite's explanation....... Connor considered his words, he looked Marguerite's beautiful eyes and said, "If everything is as you said, I'll continue to help you.... but if the situation becomes of the situation, don't blame me for leaving! After all, you told me before that the only target of this operation is Enrique! "
Giving Connor a fierce glare, Marguerite said in a bad mood, "Fine, fine, fine! If things go south, I'll definitely cover for the Earl! "
Shrugging his shoulders, Connor didn't argue anymore. He thought for a moment and changed the topic, "Although the two official Adepts have left, the remaining four Advanced Apprentices protecting Miss Audrey won't have the guts to meddle in other people's business. However, if we want to force our way into room 337, it'll be very troublesome if we make too much of a commotion."
"I just observed in the cafeteria. Miss Audrey's food is also prepared from the cafeteria's kitchen. Therefore, it's very likely that there's an Advanced Apprentice Adept in the kitchen. With him there, it's basically impossible for us to poison Enrique's food."
"What era is this? Why are you still using this kind of old-fashioned method of poisoning food?" Looking down on Connor, Marguerite stroked her space ring, took out five small transparent beads, and showed them to Connor.
"These are Realm Pearl Replicas?" Staring at the transparent beads in Marguerite's hand, Connor said with a bit of surprise.
"As an Alchemist, you've got some eyesight!" Taking it as a compliment to Connor, Marguerite waved her hand and the five small transparent beads flew towards Connor.
After receiving the five small beads, Connor began to carefully study them. After studying them for about three minutes, Connor returned the five beads to Marguerite and said with a bit of envy, "If I'm not wrong, these five Realm Pearl Replicas don't have any offensive or defensive abilities. Moreover, they're one-time consumables. However, they can block out sounds from outside the area for a certain period of time!"
"Pa! Pa! " Marguerite lightly clapped for Connor and said with a bit of pride, "This thing has a ten-minute effect. If you and I work together and catch that old man Enrique alive, it'll take at most one or two minutes!"
Connor nodded silently. His mind was completely focused on the Realm Pearl Replicas that Marguerite had taken out.
Realm Pearls, as the name implied, were beads that could create barriers. Although they were collectively called Realm Pearls, in reality, due to the different refining methods and materials used by Alchemists, each Realm Pearl had different powers and functions. Some were good at offense, some were good at defense, and some were good at trapping enemies.
He could tell at a glance that the beads that Marguerite had taken out weren't Realm Pearls but Realm Pearl Replicas. According to the law of conservation of attributes, Realm Pearls were magic artifacts with spatial attributes and were at least level 2 magic artifacts.
As for the five beads that Margaret took out, the energy waves they emitted were at most grade 1 magic artifacts. Clearly, they weren't genuine Realm Beads, but merely replicas of a certain Realm Bead!
After handing over the remaining five grams of mithril to Connor and confirming that they would take action at eight o 'clock in the evening, Marguerite quietly left Connor's room.
Tapping his fingers on the table, Connor downed the red wine in his glass in one gulp. From the details of the operation to the appearance of the Realm Pearl, he could clearly see that Marguerite valued this operation and was cautious about it.
On the surface, everything seemed to be going smoothly according to the plan, but for some reason, Connor kept having a bad premonition. The bad premonition was inexplicable and didn't give Connor a particularly strong feeling, but it was real.
Shaking his head, Connor silently smiled bitterly. Things had come to this point, and he had accepted Marguerite's benefits. If he went back on his word now, Marguerite would obviously fight him to the death!
"My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of the heavens," Connor silently said in his heart. It was a famous saying in online novels to give himself a peace of mind.
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