"Mr. Connor, please come in. Master wants you to wait for him in his study!" Without waiting for Connor to speak, the old man dressed as a butler spoke first.
"Master?" Connor was taken aback. In his memories, his mentor, Reyes, had always been a loner and lived here alone. Since when did he have a butler?
As though he saw through Connor's doubts, the old butler smiled and explained, "My name is Victor, and I'm the professor's butler. I just came here from the professor's hometown a few days ago. Mr. Connor, you can just call me Old Victor!"
"I see. Thank you, Butler Victor!" Connor nodded politely and thanked him before heading to the second floor of the villa, where Reyes's study was.
Connor wasn't unfamiliar with Reyes's study. In his memories, Reyes often guided him in his study.
The door to the study opened. Standing on the gorgeous and exquisite carpet, Connor caught a whiff of a faint exotic fragrance. A look of envy flashed across his eyes. Connor focused his gaze on the three wooden bookshelves and desk in the room.
The surface of the desk and bookshelves had a beautiful golden pattern that resembled a tiger's spot. This was the unique symbol and characteristic of the extremely precious wood, the tiger's spot wood. Tiger's spot wood wasn't planted in the Kaman Empire. It was only planted in small amounts in the empire's colonies in the new continent. Aside from the small amount planted, this kind of tiger's spot wood needed a full hundred years to mature before it could be made into furniture.
The reason why tiger's spot wood was expensive wasn't just because of its beautiful pattern and pleasing to the eye, but also because it emitted a unique fragrance. If one were to smell this fragrance, it would have the effect of calming one's mind and calming one's irritation.
In the current Loen's market, a cubic meter of tiger's spot wood was priced above 500 gold pounds. Even so, there was a demand but no supply. As long as tiger's spot wood entered the market, it would be bought in less than an hour. According to Connor's estimation, the three large bookshelves and desk in Professor Reyes's room would cost at least 5,000 gold pounds …
Sitting on the sofa in the study, Connor, who had nothing to do, casually browsed through the furnishings in the room. The slightly yellowed books on the bookshelves were illuminated by the orange-red light of the gas lamp in the study, making the entire room feel very lively. On the desk, there was a bottle of bright red wine without a label and an open notebook.
Connor sized up the notebook with interest. In his impression, his mentor, Professor Reyes, seemed to have a habit of taking notes.
The paper of the notebook was rough and mixed with some small black spots. At a glance, it was obvious that it was low-quality paper that was cheap. Upon observing this, Connor became more and more interested in the opened notebook. Professor Reyes was a person who paid great attention to the quality of life. The paper he used was smooth and white, and each piece of paper cost a penny. Professor Reyes would definitely not use such low-quality paper!
Clearly, all the clues indicated that the notebook on Professor Reyes's desk wasn't Professor Reyes's.
Then whose notebook could it be?
A look of hesitation flashed across Connor's eyes. He was struggling inwardly. Should he stand up from the sofa and take a look at the contents of the notebook? Perhaps the notebook would have the background of this mysterious and powerful mentor of his.
Glancing at the closed door, Connor made a choice. He quickly got up and walked to the desk.
The words on the notebook could be seen to be in the Kaman language commonly used in the Kaman Empire, but the handwriting was very messy. The writing could be described as ugly. This further supported Connor's judgment. Professor Reyes, who had a doctorate from the empire's famous university of higher learning, would never write such words.
"July 13th, Sir Mountbatten had a tryst with his lover, Eva, at the Leganes Hotel, 119 Daffodil Street."
"September 21st, Mrs. Aneke, the wife of the wealthy businessman, Will Becka, secretly lent her brother 500 pounds to pay off his gambling debts."
"November 8th, Mr. Neres, the tax commissioner of the city government, accepted a bribe of 50 pounds from the timber merchant, Garry, to help Garry evade taxes."
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"F * ck, this is all someone's weakness?" Connor exclaimed in his heart as he barely managed to read the contents of the notebook.
Looking at the messy handwriting on the notebook, Connor vaguely felt that it was somewhat familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but his classmates, friends, family, and so on did not have such terrible handwriting.
"Valverde!" The name of a dead person suddenly appeared in Connor's mind!
"That's right, this is Valverde's handwriting!" Realizing this, Connor's face instantly darkened. The handwriting on the notebook lying on Professor Reyes's desk was exactly the same as the handwriting on the investigation report on Rebecca that Valverde had given him! Connor did not need to use the auxiliary stamen to confirm this point!
"Why would Valverde's notebook appear on Reyes's desk? Is there anything about me in Valverde's notebook? "
These two questions were like two heavy mountains pressing down on Connor, making him a little breathless. But before Connor could think about it properly, there was a series of footsteps outside the study.
Thud! Thud! Thud! … … "
Hearing the footsteps, Connor did not hesitate and quickly retreated to the sofa.
Thud!
With a muffled sound, the door of the study was opened, and a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing walked in.
"Professor!" Although he had a bellyful of questions, Connor could only pretend that nothing had happened when he saw Professor Reyes. He stood up respectfully and greeted him.
Sizing up Connor, a meaningful smile appeared on Reyes's face. He patted Connor on the shoulder and said, "It's only been a few days, Connor, and you've already given me a surprise. You're indeed my most valued student!"
"Surprise? What surprise? " Although he did not know what the surprise Reyes was talking about was, Connor still pretended to be grateful on the surface and said respectfully, "It's my honor to be valued by you, Professor!"
Nodding with satisfaction, Reyes walked behind the desk. He muttered to himself for a while, then closed the notebook on the desk and handed it to Connor with a smile. "Take this as a gift for becoming a beginner apprentice and officially entering the Sorcerer World, Connor?"
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