At 9: 50 a.m. the next day, Connor carried two large suitcases filled with silver dollars to Kaipa Building, which had just opened for business. Kaipa Building was one of the most famous shopping and entertainment places in Loen's east district. Tourists who came to Loen from other places would come here to have some fun. Therefore, even though it had just opened for business, there was still quite a lot of traffic.
At this moment, Connor had already changed his appearance to that of the day before when he went to Martais Casino. He carried two large suitcases and looked like a tourist who had too much luggage and was shopping in Kaipa Building. No one would notice him.
It wasn't Connor's first time in Kaipa Building. Soon, he found the location of the basement. The basement of Kaipa Building was very large, and in the empty basement, Connor immediately locked onto a man wearing a dark blue cloak that covered his body and face.
The man in the gray robe also saw Connor. After the two of them looked at each other, Connor said in a low voice, "You're from Gondoqi?"
"Where's the silver dollars?" The man in the gray robe didn't bother with pleasantries and went straight to the point. His voice was very hoarse and strange, and his words were very awkward.
After pondering for a moment, Connor opened up the two large suitcases he was dragging. Immediately, the two large suitcases were filled with glittering silver Poseidon dollars, which were exposed to the air.
"One suitcase is fifty thousand silver dollars. Two suitcases are a hundred thousand Poseidon silver dollars. According to the market price, it's exactly ten thousand gold pounds!" Connor said coldly. He didn't know why, but the man in the gray robe in front of him made him feel a dangerous aura.
With the appearance of the silver dollars, Connor's sharp spiritual perception immediately sensed a wave of mental force coming from the man in the gray robe.
"A Warlock?" A question arose in Connor's mind.
The grey-clothed man in front of him was a wizard. Although Connor was a little surprised, it was reasonable. The Martais Casino was a business that made a lot of money in RI. There must be a big force behind it, so it was normal for a wizard to make a deal with him.
Connor calmly sensed the man in the gray robe and used his mental force to check the two suitcases filled with a hundred thousand Poseidon silver dollars for half a minute. After confirming that there were no mistakes, the man in the gray robe's hand shook and a thick stack of bills appeared in his hand. He threw it to Connor.
Connor raised his hand and caught the stack of bills. Each bill was worth ten gold pounds, and there were sixty bills in total.
After checking them carefully, Connor nodded slightly. There were no problems with any of the banknotes.
Seeing Connor nodding, the man in gray picked up the big box with a hundred thousand silver coins in it and turned around to leave. However, the moment he turned around, Connor's pupils suddenly shrank. At that moment, he vaguely saw the man's face which was covered by his gray robe.
The man in the gray robe didn't seem to realize that something was wrong. He carried the two suitcases and walked to the other exit of the basement. Connor stood in the same spot and watched the man in the gray robe gradually turn into a small gray dot. He had a complicated expression on his face as he slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. His body flashed and disappeared from the basement.
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Leaning his head on the sofa, Connor slightly narrowed his eyes and recalled the face of the man in the gray robe he faintly saw in the basement.
It was a very terrifying face. The man in the gray robe didn't have any hair, and his face was covered with strange green lines. A pair of blood-red eyes flickered with a ferocious light. There was no emotion in his eyes, and it was chilling.
However, what made Connor like this wasn't the terrifying appearance of the man in the gray robe. If Connor remembered correctly, he had seen the man in the gray robe before. Not only had he seen him, but he had also fought with him.
Connor's mind moved, and his alchemy furnace appeared in his hand. Stroking the mysterious lines on the alchemy furnace, Connor sank into his memories.
This alchemy furnace that helped him forge the Castilla Staff, the Silver Light Pendant, the Black Mage's Robe, and other alchemy items was something he had snatched from the manor's warehouse of the wealthy Loen merchant, Emory. In the warehouse, he discovered that there was actually a concealment formation, the Small Illusion Formation, created by his mentor, Reyes. With this formation, he was able to confirm the connection between Emory and the secret society.
After he got the alchemy furnace, his whereabouts were not exposed. He was surrounded by Emory's knights. When he was about to leave, a bald Grand Knight held a magic dagger and wanted to resist him. Connor didn't kill the bald Grand Knight for the sake of the secret society. He only took one of the bald Grand Knight's arms. Connor vaguely remembered that after he left, he sensed with his mental strength that Emory's illegitimate son called the bald Grand Knight Uncle Herrera.
The bald Grand Knight named Herrera looked very similar to the grey-robed man who was trading with Connor in the basement of the Kaipa Building today … No! If the grey-robed man didn't have those strange green lines on his face, and his pupils weren't the cold red color of blood, their faces would be exactly the same!
Realizing this, Connor couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. When he snatched the alchemy furnace, he had just become an intermediate Apprentice Wizard. His strength was incomparable to his current strength. At that time, the bald Grand Knight named Herrera was no match for him at all. He was forced to cut off one of his arms as an apology.
When he saw the grey-robed man today, not only were both of his arms intact, but he could also use his mental strength to check the Bossis silver coins he was trading with. Most importantly, Connor, with his sharp spiritual sense, felt a dangerous aura from him.
If Herrera was really the man in gray that they saw today, then the speed at which he improved his strength was really shocking.
Not only that, Connor also thought of another point. Herrera was Emory's subordinate, and Emory was related to the secret society. The old smoker named Gundozzi, who had made a deal with him in Casino Martais, had asked Herrera to trade with him in Kaipa Building. Did this prove that the secret society was behind Casino Martais?
If it was really the secret society, then Casino Martais had a mysterious background. However, its background was so strong that even Constantine, the former bishop of the Loen Church of the Storm, was embarrassed. After all, the secret society was powerful, but they couldn't see the light of day.
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