Late at night, Loen's North District, Genoa's bell tower.
"Martina, do you know why Sir Professor transferred me from the Khoy Continent to Loen?" On the extremely silent bell tower, a gray-haired young man with an ordinary face and a gentle smile asked Martina, who was standing beside him and looking into the night.
"Emosson, what do you think you can do for Sir Professor?" Martina didn't directly answer the gray-haired young man's question, nor did she turn to look at him.
Upon hearing Martina's words, the gray-haired young man, who Martina addressed as Emosson, raised his gray eyebrows that were the same color as his hair and said, "I'm a hitman. Sir Professor sent me to Loen naturally because he wants me to help him kill someone. Martina, let me ask you. In fact, what I want to ask is, who does Sir Professor want me to kill?"
"I don't know!" Martina still didn't look at Emosson as she said bluntly.
"You must know that you're not that old fellow Viktor's assistant now?" Emosson wiped the smile off his face and continued asking.
"The word 'don't know' can mean different things in practical use. It can mean that I really don't know, or it can also mean that I know, but I don't want to tell you!" Martina, who was looking at the night scenery, maintained her cold tone.
Shaking his head helplessly, Emosson waved his hand and a brown beer bottle appeared in his hand. He took a big gulp of beer and asked Martina as if nothing had happened, "Martina, I heard that you were taught a lesson by Sir Professor's rumored disciple?"
"It has nothing to do with you!" This time, Martina finally stopped looking at the night scenery and turned to look at Emosson, who was close by.
"Martina, actually, I've already guessed it even if you didn't tell me. This time, I'll be joining forces with you!" After saying that, Emosson took out a Golden Fire Sect cigarette that was very popular in the Khoy Continent and put it in his mouth.
However, just as Emosson released his hand and was about to light the cigarette with a flame, Martina's fair hand appeared in front of him and took the cigarette out of his mouth and threw it to the ground. Then, Martina's cold voice sounded in his ears.
"You're half right. Also, Emosson, I remember that I warned you not to smoke beside me back in the Khoy Continent!"
"Alright, we haven't seen each other for more than a year. I've forgotten!" Emoson said apologetically. With a light flick of his finger, the flame at his fingertip burned the cigarette that had been thrown to the ground.
"Prepare yourself seriously. This time, things are not as simple as you think!" After leaving this reminder, Martina walked down the clock tower and disappeared into the dark night.
Still standing on top of the clock tower, looking at Martina's disappearing figure, the gray-haired young man, Emoson, raised his eyebrows again and muttered to himself in a low voice, "I really want to see the strength of Master Professor's disciple. Three Advanced Sorcerer-Apprentices working together to kill a Sorcerer of the same rank. It should be a sure thing, right?"
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Three days after the coffee shop meeting with Martina, Connor, who was training in the quiet room of his apartment, suddenly moved his eyes and took out a piece of communication paper that was shining with milky white light from his space ring. At the end of the conversation between Martina and Connor in the coffee shop, she gave Connor this piece of communication paper.
After a few seconds, the milky white light on the communication paper dissipated, and a line of Martina's beautiful words appeared on the communication paper that originally had no traces of writing.
"In one hour, the Watzke Bank, 37 Davis Street!"
After carefully reading the address on the communication paper, another address appeared in Connor's mind – Stamford Bridge Community.
If Connor remembered correctly, Davis Street was between Stamford Bridge Community and Verati Mold Factory. The straight-line distance from Stamford Bridge Community was only a mere 500 meters.
A playful smile appeared on his face. After putting on his mask and black robe, Connor walked out of his apartment and walked towards the agreed address.
When Connor arrived at the Watts Bank on Davis Street, Connor's mental strength discovered that Martina was quietly waiting for him in the bank's quiet VIP room.
Walking into the bank's VIP room, Connor had just sat down on the chair next to Martina when he saw Martina take out a file from her bag and pass it to him.
Taking the file from Martina calmly, Connor took out the document inside the file from the file. After taking a closer look, he saw that there was only one word on it. It was just three pieces of white paper.
Realizing that what Martina handed to him was actually a piece of white paper, Connor was slightly stunned. Then, he raised his head and looked at the expressionless Martina beside him. Connor shifted his gaze back to the three pieces of white paper in his hand. After carefully scrutinizing them for a while, Connor discovered the mystery of these three pieces of white paper. The content on these white papers was actually written using "ciphertext". The so-called ciphertext was actually a special writing method used by wizards to prevent information from being discovered by ordinary people. The information written in this special way could not be seen by human eyes. If one wanted to see the information, they could only observe it with their mental strength.
After confirming that the information on the white paper was written using ciphertext, Connor smiled slightly. Then, with a thought, his mental strength swept across the white paper in his hand. In the next second, a self-portrait of Marguerite that Connor was incomparably familiar with appeared on the three pieces of white paper. There was also a few hundred words introduction about Marguerite and a map.
"Marguerite, advanced wizard apprentice. Specializes in using storm and frost attribute spells. She is suspected to have a rank 2 attack magic item, Nightmare Blade Wheel. Rank 2 defense magic item, Mallorca Ring. Her strength is very strong. It is very difficult to kill her in a one on one battle. In the near future, she will appear in the area indicated on the attached map. Paredes is secretly monitoring this woman. He will provide you with the latest movements of Marguerite. Kill her within three days at all costs!"
Putting down the white paper with Marguerite's portrait and introduction, Connor observed the map on the last piece of white paper. With just a simple glance, Connor confirmed that this map was basically the same as the map that Marguerite had given to him a few days ago. There were only some insignificant differences.
After putting the three pieces of white paper back into the document bag, Connor pretended to be lost in thought. After a while, he continued to pretend that he did not know and asked Martina, "Specializes in storm and frost attribute spells. Two rank 2 magic items. This Marguerite wouldn't be a member of the Church of the Storm, right?"
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