Picking up a napkin by the side, Connor calmly wiped the steak sauce from the corner of his mouth. Then, he took out two ten-pound notes from his wallet and handed them to Williams, who was carefully waiting on him.
Looking at the huge sum of money in front of him, the pitiful waiter, who still didn't know what had happened to him, had his eyes filled with greed and desire. The perceptive Connor could even clearly hear the waiter gulping his saliva. For an ordinary restaurant waiter like Williams, in a large city like Loen where the cost of living was one of the highest in the entire Kaman Empire, his monthly income was no more than three to four shillings, including the tips given by the customers. Life could be said to be very difficult. After discounting the daily expenses, it was already considered very good to be able to save a gold pound a year. Twenty gold pounds was enough for them to buy an ordinary two-bedroom apartment in the other three districts of Loen apart from the East Borough!
"Mr. Connor, the gentleman who asked me to deliver your meal has already paid for it!" His greed for money didn't blind Williams's rationality. He lowered his head and said respectfully to Connor, "I've already paid for the meal.
"Oh! Then, consider this your tip! " Connor said softly with a calm expression. If he wasn't afraid of scaring the pitiful waiter, Connor wouldn't have minded adding more for him.
"… Tip?" Williams said in astonishment. In his cognitive world, a few pence was already considered a lot. A tip of 20 gold pounds was something he had never heard of before. Oh Storm Goddess, the total price of this meal was only one gold pound. To give him a tip of twenty gold pounds, this young noble was probably crazy and spouting nonsense, right?
"Forget it if you don't want it?" Williams's shocked expression wasn't out of Connor's expectations. He maintained his calm voice as he spoke, and as he spoke, he made a gesture to take the money back!
Seeing that such a huge sum of money was about to disappear because of his hesitation, Williams hurriedly took a step forward and took the two thin notes from Connor's hand.
"Thank you, Mr. Connor. Thank you, Mr. Connor …" After receiving the money, Williams was very excited. He bowed deeply to Connor to express his gratitude. He was just short of kneeling in front of Connor and kissing his boots.
"I'm done eating. You can leave after you tidy up!" Connor got up from the chair and glanced at Williams. After saying that, he walked up to the second floor of the apartment.
Ten minutes later, Williams finished tidying up and stood in the living room of Connor's apartment. He gathered all his courage and shouted respectfully, "Mr. Connor, you've given me so much money. According to those knight novels, you must have something you want me to do. Please tell me. Even if I have to risk my life, I will definitely complete it for you!"
After saying that, Williams, who might have been completely poisoned by knight novels, carried the huge food box with an expectant expression and stood in the living room, waiting for Connor's reply. However, to his disappointment, Connor seemed to have fallen asleep and ignored him. Williams could only leave Connor's apartment dejectedly. Perhaps he was really grateful to Connor for giving him a tip of twenty gold pounds. After walking out of the apartment, Williams stood at the entrance of Lander Street and bowed deeply to Connor's apartment again.
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Walking in the bustling Sassuolo Port, there were dock workers, horses, and mules unloading cargo everywhere.
Connor looked like a wealthy young businessman whose eyes were filled with shrewdness and cunning.
After carefully avoiding everyone's attention, Connor quietly arrived at Sassuolo Port's Warehouse No.7.
The secret society's safe house in Loen was right below. The Connor Ferguson of today was no longer the ignorant person he used to be. He had secretly investigated the situation. Warehouse No.7, which looked cold and cheerless and didn't fit in with the bustling scene of the other warehouses in Sassuolo Port, had been contracted by a small shareholder of Sassuolo Port for a total of fifty years.
This might seem like an ordinary business transaction, but Connor realized that this minor shareholder didn't seem to have any business dealings with the Valenciva Chamber of Commerce on the surface, but the history of this minor shareholder had the shadow of the Valenciva Chamber of Commerce, the economic giant of the Loensi coast, in the light and in the dark!
Therefore, it was obvious that the real owner of warehouse No. 7 in Sasolo Port, which hid the Secret Society's safe house, was the Valencia Chamber of Commerce, which was related to the Secret Society, as confirmed by Connor countless times.
After entering the cold and cheerless Warehouse No.7, Connor snuck into the secret passage that led to the safe house. As soon as he entered the secret passage, his brows furrowed. In this secret passage where the walls were mixed with the powder of the Absent-Mind Stone, he still couldn't use his mental strength as an Apprentice Adept. However, this didn't affect Connor's keen senses as a Spirit Adept. He could vaguely feel that there was a very strange aura in this secret passage. It didn't seem like the aura of a Sorcerer, but it was more like the strange aura of a Magic Knight that Connor had encountered and fought fiercely before!
Upon realizing this, Connor's expression instantly became very serious. He was only here to get the Mystical Energy Potion that Varga kept in the safe house. He didn't expect to find traces related to the Mystical Energy Potion!
Narrowing his eyes, Connor carefully sensed the traces that belonged to the Mystical Energy Adepts. If he guessed correctly, the aura of the Mystical Energy Adepts had been concealed by someone. If it weren't for Connor's strong senses as a Spirit Adept, he probably wouldn't have discovered the existence of the Mystical Energy Adept.
Connor quickly pondered. If the aura of the Mystical Energy Potion could be found in the safe house behind the bronze door below, there was a possibility that the Mystical Energy Potion could be found. Should he continue to go down to the safe house and take the Mystical Energy Potion, or should he plan for the long term?
Connor quickly made up his mind. For the Mystical Energy Potion, he was willing to take the risk. Since he had made up his mind, Connor, who had always been very efficient, immediately began to move. He carefully walked down the secret passage to the safe house. The Mystical Energy Potion that he spent so much effort to get Varga to make was now in the safe house that was only a few hundred meters away from him. How could he give it up just because of the existence of a few Mystical Energy Knights?
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