"Of course. It would be a dereliction of duty if I didn't understand something so obvious. Don't you think so, Bishop Edward?" Lena said with a faint smile. She deliberately emphasized the word 'bishop' in her last sentence.
Seeing that Lena understood what he meant, Edward wasn't surprised. He smiled and didn't beat around the bush. "Lena, I hope you can help me!"
"What do I get in return?" Lena didn't directly reject Edward's request.
"You can help me manage Loen's intelligence agency. I can help you kill …" Edward said with a faint smile. When he said the last name, the cunning Edward chose to send a telepathic message to Lena.
After hearing Edward's voice transmission, Lena, who had been at ease all this time, suddenly paled. Her beautiful eyes were filled with hatred and resentment.
Edward smiled and shook his head. "Madam Lena, I know you need time to think about it. I just want to say that I'm a man of my word. If you help me, I'll help you fulfill your wish. Please give me an answer as soon as possible!"
After that, Edward nodded to Lena and walked out of the room with a smile on his face.
After Edward left, Lena was silent for a while. She slowly calmed down and walked out of the room. Countless church followers in the manor bowed to her before Lena went straight to her room.
In her room, Lena let down all her guard. She leaned on the sofa and muttered to herself, "I didn't expect that old man Edward to be so bold. He actually dared to make such a promise to me. It's really tempting. Senior, senior, perhaps you've misjudged him this time …"
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"What does Elena's departure have to do with me?" Connor snorted as he looked at the black-faced Margaret in front of him.
A minute ago, when Connor was using the information he got from the detective to figure out how to get his hands on the alchemy furnace, Marguerite sneaked in from the back garden as usual. The first thing she said when she saw Connor was, "Elena's leaving!"
Glancing coldly at Connor, Marguerite said coldly, "Edward's appointment has been announced. He will become the new Bishop of Loen with the merit of annihilating the Dark Warlocks. Red Archbishop Elena will be transferred back to the capital!"
"So, you're going back too?" Connor frowned slightly. If he remembered correctly, Marguerite was Elena's subordinate. This time, Elena was going back, and Marguerite was probably going to follow her.
Hearing Connor's question, Marguerite smiled sadly. "Me? Just let me go back. I've been arranged to stay in Loen! "
"Marguerite, what are you trying to say?" After listening to Marguerite for a long time, Connor was a little confused. He didn't know what she was talking about.
Marguerite glanced at Connor. Seeing that he didn't seem to be faking it, she said angrily, "To put it simply, my backer has left, and I'm left alone in Loen. The newly appointed Edward sees me as a thorn in his side. So, you get it now …?"
After taking a deep look at Marguerite, Connor took out his wallet and took out twenty to thirty gold pound notes. He then put them on the table and said calmly, "This is all I can do for you. The world is big, but we won't meet again!"
"Connor Ferguson …!" Looking at the notes on the table, Marguerite gnashed her teeth and said in a shrill voice. Her slender body was covered with a layer of scarlet light.
Coldly looking at her, Connor said calmly, "If I were you, I wouldn't choose to be so arrogant in someone else's territory!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual pressure of an intermediate apprentice rose from Connor's body. He and Marguerite were in the living room together. A layer of dark fog spread out and enveloped Marguerite.
"You've broken through and become an intermediate apprentice …?" Seeing Connor make such a big commotion, Marguerite's beautiful face showed a touch of disbelief. She couldn't help but cry out.
"My luck is not bad!" Connor said in a deep voice.
Hearing Connor admit that he had broken through and become an intermediate apprentice, and then looking at the mysterious black fog around her body, Marguerite's face showed a layer of humiliation, but the scarlet light on her body slowly withdrew.
Seeing Marguerite take the initiative to show weakness, Connor couldn't help but feel a little proud. Recently, Marguerite had been a little too presumptuous. Connor had been thinking about how to show her who was the leader in the cooperation.
With a cold snort, the black fog in the living room quickly disappeared, and the spiritual pressure on Connor's body also disappeared. Taking out the Recuperation Pearl from the space ring, Connor threw it back to Marguerite.
"Your Recuperation Pearl played a big role in me being able to heal my mental trauma this time. Now, I'll return it to you. As for these magic stones, count them as the cost of borrowing the pearl." After saying that, Connor took out five low-grade magic stones from the space ring and threw them to Marguerite again.
Since he had already beaten her, he naturally wanted to give her some benefits!
Everything that Connor had done was targeted and considered. It was definitely not an impulsive action that he had done in the heat of the moment!
Although Marguerite didn't say it clearly, her meaning was very obvious. She was threatening Connor and making Connor help her do things!
And when Connor asked Marguerite to run away, Marguerite didn't move at all. This was very obvious that Marguerite's backer, Cardinal Elena, was unwilling to leave Loen in such a dejected manner. She wanted Marguerite to be a nail here …
As long as the matters of the Church of the Lord of Storms weren't related to him, he, Conor Ferguson, wouldn't be able to hide in time. Wasn't it wishful thinking for him to participate in the internal faction suppression of the Church?
Glancing at the magic stones and the Recuperation Pearl that Connor returned, Marguerite blinked her beautiful eyes and said meaningfully, "Our Count has become rich?"
"It's not time yet!" Connor said calmly. He naturally had his own reasons for giving the magic stones to Marguerite.
"Don't forget about me when the time is right!" Marguerite seemed to have forgotten her previous unhappiness and smiled like a flower.
"Help me get the alchemy furnace in Emory's house, and everything can be discussed!" Connor said in a deep voice.
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