Following the undulations, Connor slowly opened his eyes, which were filled with boundless joy.
"Is this the power of a beginner acolyte? What a wonderful feeling! "
"It took me seven days to become a beginner acolyte from an ordinary person. I wonder if my innate talent is good or bad. It's a pity that the A.I. Chip hasn't absorbed enough knowledge to help me improve my basic meditation technique. What a pity!"
"A.I. Chip, now that I'm a beginner acolyte, can I try to get rid of the green spots in my body?" Connor asked the A.I. Chip hopefully.
[Beep! Test complete. Sorry host, you are still unable to get rid of the green spots in your body even after becoming a beginner acolyte!] The A.I. Chip's cold female voice quickly gave Connor the answer in his mind.
Upon receiving this answer, Connor's face darkened. The joy of becoming a beginner acolyte was instantly washed away.
"Do I really have to look for Reyes for help?"
This question arose in Connor's mind. He remembered that day when the sun emblem on his body had blocked Vidal's fatal corrosive acid spell, Vidal had cried out, "Magic artifact!" This name was probably the correct name for a mystical item in the Magus World. As for Vidal's greedy gaze when he saw the sun emblem, Connor still remembered it clearly.
From that greedy gaze and the fact that Vidal didn't have a single magic artifact on him, Connor felt that magic artifacts were probably rather precious in the Magus World.
Since Vidal was able to gift him such a precious magic artifact, it seemed that his mentor Reyes wasn't a simple person either!
[Beep! Beep! … …]
Just as Connor was pondering over his mentor Reyes, his doorbell rang without any warning.
Hearing his doorbell ring, Connor was slightly surprised. Apart from the people who delivered food to him, no one else had rung his doorbell. Today, he was about to break through to become a beginner acolyte and didn't want to be disturbed, so he didn't order food. Who could it be that was ringing his doorbell now?
Without directly opening the door, Connor opened the peephole and observed his' guest '.
This "guest" was a small old man. He was wearing a gray windbreaker and a cap, and there was a smoking pipe in his mouth.
As if sensing that Connor had walked behind the door, the small old man took off his peaked cap and looked at the peephole with a faint smile.
[Ka!]
Connor opened the door expressionlessly, then turned back to sit on the sofa.
Seeing Connor being so "indifferent", this little old man with a pipe in his mouth didn't care about it at all. After closing the door with a smile, he entered the room and directly sat on the sofa in front of Connor.
"Young Master Ferguson, as expected of an aristocrat. Even the apartment you live in is so luxurious. This Bossi carpet, the crystal lamp … they must all cost a lot, right?" The old man's wrinkled face chuckled as he praised.
"Valverde, what are you doing here?" Connor took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
That's right, the small old man with the smoking pipe sitting on the sofa opposite of Connor was Valverde, the famous detective that Connor had hired to investigate Rebecca. When he saw Valverde through the peephole, Connor understood that he was in trouble.
Valverde had addressed him as "Young Master Ferguson". Connor knew that this wasn't a casual way of addressing him. Valverde was telling him that he had already investigated Connor's background! Since he had already been investigated by Valverde, it would be an insult to his intelligence if he pretended that he didn't know Valverde.
"Hehe, Sir Ferguson, I, Valverde, am already 59 years old this year. It's getting harder and harder for me to work as a detective at such an old age, but I have no choice. If I don't work, I won't be able to make a living. When I was young, I was afraid that I would implicate my family, so I didn't even have a wife, let alone children. Now, I don't even have a single person to support me. My life has been a failure!" Valverde took the smoking pipe out of his mouth and pretended to be pitiful.
"Hahahahaha …"
Looking at Valverde's pitiful appearance, Connor couldn't help but laugh out loud. However, just as his laughter reached its climax, it stopped abruptly. Connor suddenly threw himself in front of Valverde and stared at him coldly. "Don't talk nonsense with me. Name your price. How much do you want?"
Although Connor's actions were swift, Valverde didn't seem to be panicking at all. "Young Master Ferguson, look at what you're saying. It's as if I, Valverde, am blackmailing you. I only discovered that a few days after I gave you the information on Rebecca and Vidal, the two of them disappeared, and I couldn't find them anymore!"
"I, Valverde, have always done my best for my employers. After discovering that the two of them had gone missing, I was afraid that something had happened to you, Young Master Ferguson, so I hurriedly came to find you. Young Master Ferguson, your current state really scares me. Could you please return to your original position? Valverde is old, and his brain isn't working well after being frightened. If my brain isn't working well, it won't be good if I lose something to the police or the Church … "
Sensing the blackmail in Valverde's words, Connor sighed in his heart. He didn't expect the thing he was most worried about to happen in the end! Although that was what he thought, Connor knew that he had to appear very strong. He couldn't let Valverde have the misconception that he could do whatever he wanted with him!
Slap!
Connor did not return to his position as Valverde had requested. On the contrary, his right hand slapped Valverde's old face, which was right in front of him.
"I said, don't talk nonsense with me. How much do you want?"
No matter how cunning Valverde was, he did not expect Connor to be so ferocious. Connor actually dared to humiliate him in such a way when Valverde had something on him! With this slap, Valverde was completely stunned by Conor's slap!
Suppressing the hatred in his eyes, Valverde wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He didn't care about acting with Connor anymore. He said directly, "Ten thousand gold pounds. In addition, I want a manor!"
"Ten thousand gold pounds? A manor? " Connor asked in disbelief. He looked at Valverde as if he was looking at a fool. Putting aside the huge sum of ten thousand gold pounds, this manor was completely exorbitant. One had to know that a manor in the Kaman Empire was worth at least fifteen thousand gold pounds on the market!
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