Glancing at the crystal earring in Connor's hand, Marguerite opened her red lips and said, "Did you refine it yourself?"
Connor nodded awkwardly.
Seeing Connor nod, Marguerite's expression eased a lot. She took the crystal earring from Connor's hand, played with it carefully for a while, and put it into her space ring. Then, she took out a folder from the space ring and threw it to Connor.
"Before you told me, the information sources of the Church of the Storm that I had access to didn't have any information about the Selta Cult. But after receiving your message, I focused on checking some of them, and I really did find something."
"A year ago, a clinic opened in Loen City. The doctor in charge is named Ducure. This person is extremely good at using a fire treatment method that is said to have been passed down from the New World. In a year, he has treated many difficult and complicated diseases. He is also quite famous in the north district of Loen. As the scale is relatively small, the Church didn't notice them. But I found out that Dr. Ducure's clinic had been suspended before the incident with the black warlocks broke out. And half a month ago, after the Loen clean-up operation ended, their clinic reopened."
"After discovering this, I continued to explore deeper. I found that they were using the clinic's fire treatment as a cover to purchase sulfur in small quantities and in large batches. According to my estimation, the amount of sulfur they have collected so far is at least 15 tons. With so many sulfur stones, the number of people in their clinic will definitely not be able to use it up.
"Apart from this Ducure Clinic, I haven't found anything else at present. I'll continue to follow up. If there is anything, I'll get Leoni to inform you!" Marguerite explained. It was obvious that she was still very concerned about the matter that Connor entrusted to her.
In such a short period of time, Connor didn't have much hope that Marguerite could gain anything. But now, the matter of Ducure Clinic really surprised Connor. Although sulfur was an ordinary material, it could be refined into sulfur essence through refining techniques, and sulfur essence was one of the key materials for refining fire-attribute magic items.
"Thank you!" After reading the document Marguerite gave him, Connor thanked her sincerely.
Rolling her eyes at Connor, Marguerite hesitated and said, "No. 37, Mustapha Community. It's an abandoned safe house of the church. It's very hidden. Forget it … You must be suspicious of my intentions …"
In the end, Marguerite glared at Connor.
"Well …" Connor smiled awkwardly.
Just as Connor was making contact with Marguerite, in a heavily guarded apartment on the other side of Loen City in the East Borough, Ma 'am Lena, the current head of the Church of the Storm's intelligence agency in the Loen region, was having a conversation with a hunched elder.
"Viktor, you're much older than before!" Ma 'am Lena stroked the hair on her forehead and looked at the old man.
"If you don't become an official wizard, you'll only be a cup of dust after a hundred years." Reyes's butler, Old Viktor, said in a self-deprecating manner.
"Let's cut the crap and get down to business. I don't know why my senior sent you back to Loen so quickly, but it's good that you're here. Your master's student is in trouble. Go and solve it for him!" After saying that, a letter appeared in Lena's hand and she threw it to Old Viktor.
When Old Viktor received the letter, he immediately opened it and read it. After ten minutes, he frowned slightly and asked Lena, "Selta Sect?"
"That should be it. I read the description of the metal ball in the little guy's letter. I think that thing is very similar to the Exploding Pill, an alchemy item unique to the Selta Sect. So, the little guy's guess is probably correct." Lena's beautiful eyes flashed as she said faintly.
"Does the Church have any news about these people?" Old Viktor pondered for a moment and asked.
"I didn't pay special attention before, so I didn't discover the Selta Sect. But now I've made the arrangements. There should be a result in three days, but I still need you to do the final action!" Lena glanced at Old Viktor and said with a faint smile.
"Oh? Doesn't that person need merits? "Old Viktor raised his eyebrows and said with disdain.
Lena saw Old Viktor's expression and said slowly, "That was then and this is now. Two days ago, that person had submitted a report about Loen's public security to the headquarters. The report clearly states that all the Dark Wizards in Loen are now extinct, and there won't be any major incidents in the next three to five years. The report has just been submitted, and he's already making arrangements to eliminate them. Isn't that slapping his own face?"
After listening to Lena's explanation, Old Viktor nodded and said in a deep voice, "I'll start the preparations right away. I'll be waiting for your news!"
"No problem!" Lena had a satisfied look on her face as the matter was settled so smoothly.
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Connor, who didn't know that someone was planning to help him, had already disguised himself and was lying in ambush near Ducure's Clinic in the north district of Loen.
Connor was now a man of action, and his execution ability was very high. After reading the information about Dr. Ducure and his clinic that Marguerite gave him, Connor immediately decided to meet Dr. Ducure.
Looking at the patients walking in and out of Ducure's Clinic, Connor casually threw a small cube into a trash can by the street as if he was throwing away garbage. He then walked towards Ducure's Clinic.
The small cube that Connor threw into the trash can was something like a time bomb. Connor set it to five minutes. If he didn't walk out of the clinic within five minutes, the cube would explode. According to Connor's estimation, the explosion of this small cube could blow up several surrounding buildings, including the clinic, into the sky!
"Doctor, my old mother at home is sick. What should I do?" Connor, who had meticulously disguised himself, put on a bitter face and said nervously.
"Don't worry, speak slowly." The honest-looking Dr. Ducure didn't seem to be aware of the danger Connor was in. He still spoke gently to Connor as if he was talking to an ordinary patient.
"The temperature suddenly dropped these few days. I don't know what happened to my old mother, but she's sick. Doctor, you must save my old mother!" In order to appear more affectionate, Connor squeezed out two drops of tears and grabbed Ducure's arm.
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