"Marguerite?" Connor shouted towards the forest on his left, somewhat puzzled.
After the fat humanoid beast was attacked and fell, Connor instantly became alert. Under the enhancement of the Silver Pendant, his mental strength immediately sensed an extremely familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar aura from the forest on his left. From the aura, this aura clearly belonged to Marguerite. However, what made Connor extremely puzzled was that this Marguerite's aura was clearly several times stronger than what he remembered!
"Connor, it seems like you've met with some trouble!" Before the person appeared, Marguerite's lazy and charming voice was clearly transmitted to Connor's ears. Following that, under Connor's vigilant gaze, the purple-cloaked Marguerite with a faint smile walked out from the forest and appeared in front of him.
Looking at Marguerite, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and feeling the powerful aura on her body that wasn't concealed in the slightest, Connor's face became somewhat bitter. He raised his head and smiled bitterly towards Marguerite, saying, "I haven't seen you for a few months, and you've really surprised me. Congratulations, you've broken through and become an advanced Apprentice Adept!"
Hearing Connor's congratulations, the smile on Marguerite's exceptionally beautiful face undoubtedly became even more intense. She extended her jade-like hand and lightly waved it towards Connor, saying, "Let's not talk about this first. You take this guy and let's hurry up and leave. My colleagues are about to rush over!"
Connor nodded. Marguerite was right. At this time, this location was obviously not a good place to catch up. Wizards from the Metropolitan Police Department and arbitrators from the Church of the Storm were flying over like hungry hounds. They carried the unconscious fat humanoid beast that had fallen to the ground with an ice blade pierced through its chest and began to leave behind Marguerite.
Due to his trust in Marguerite after working together for so long, Connor didn't ask where Marguerite was taking him. He had been following closely behind Marguerite. However, although he didn't ask, Connor still knew in his heart that Marguerite must have taken him in a big circle, from the northern suburbs of Loen to the southern suburbs of Loen.
After walking for nearly an hour, perhaps feeling that she had shaken off the "hounds" behind her, Marguerite brought Connor, who was carrying the unconscious fat humanoid beast, to a very quiet and secluded courtyard in the western suburbs.
"What is this place?" After putting down the unconscious fat humanoid beast, Connor scanned the courtyard he was in and asked Marguerite in surprise. Although the courtyard he was in now looked inconspicuous from the outside, just like an ordinary family courtyard in Loen, as an alchemist, if Connor wasn't wrong, there was actually a lot more to this courtyard. Ignoring everything else, just the walls and the tiles in the courtyard were enough for him to feel that there were at least three sets of arrays set up on them!
"The Church's secret stronghold!" Facing Connor's inquiry, Margaret didn't have any intention of hiding anything as she replied indifferently.
Although he had already guessed this outcome, Connor still took a deep look at Marguerite without saying a word.
Connor's silence seemed to have piqued Marguerite's interest. After glancing at Connor, she asked with great interest, "Aren't you going to ask me why I brought you here?"
"Emperor Laurel once said that since we're here, we should take things as they come. With Marguerite's personality, if you want to tell me, you'll tell me even if I don't ask. If you don't want to tell me, you won't tell me even if I take the initiative to ask …" At this point, Connor paused for a moment and shook his head slightly at Marguerite. "Besides, the reason for this place is nothing more than the darkness under the light. Those guys who are chasing after us definitely won't think that the person they're looking for is hiding in the secret stronghold of the Church of the Storm!"
"Papa …!"
Marguerite clapped her hands lightly and looked at Connor with her charming eyes full of admiration.
"It seems that Connor has already seen through me …" Looking at Connor, Marguerite sighed faintly. "However, Connor, you've only guessed one of the reasons why I brought you here. I still have a gift for you!" Speaking of this, Marguerite's eyes flashed with a cunning light.
"What gift?" Noticing the cunning light in Marguerite's eyes, Connor secretly became vigilant about the gift that Marguerite mentioned. He frowned and asked in return.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Let's deal with this guy first. I didn't hold back at all with that ice blade. If you don't interrogate him now, I'm afraid this guy will die right away!" Seeing that Connor was so impatient, Marguerite rolled her eyes at him and pointed at the unconscious fat human-shaped beast.
Connor shook his head with a wry smile. He had been talking to Marguerite for so long that he almost forgot about this dog that wanted to kill him!
Taking out a bottle of dark black potion from his Space Ring, Connor looked at it with pity and directly kicked the wound on the fat human-shaped beast that was pierced by the ice blade.
"Ah …!" The fat humanoid beast that had fainted immediately woke up due to the intense pain. It let out a miserable howl similar to that of a wild beast. Seizing this opportunity, Connor directly poured the dark black potion in his hand into the dog's mouth.
The fat human-shaped beast twisted its heavy body and subconsciously wanted to stop Connor's action. However, in its current state, it was obviously useless against Connor. Under Connor's force, not a drop of the dark black potion was left in the body of the fat human-shaped beast.
After finishing this step, Connor's eyes flashed with relief. Just like Marguerite said, the chest of the fat human-shaped beast that was pierced by Marguerite's blood-red ice blade was very seriously injured. Without external help, it would completely die in less than an hour.
If Connor wanted this guy to die, he wouldn't have carried him here. This guy was still valuable to Connor. Connor wanted to know from this guy what they were. What was the purpose of doing this to him? Was there a mastermind behind this? Therefore, even if the fat human-shaped beast wanted to die, Connor wouldn't let it die!
The potion that Connor had just given this guy was a tiger potion. If it was given to a seriously injured person, they would have a momentary recovery for three days. But after three days, they would die without a doubt. But for Connor, three days was more than enough!
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