Hearing Perrin's words, Walter seemed to have thought of something. A glint appeared in his eyes as he said softly, "Connor Ferguson! We've been in the Loen area for a month and have only been focused on competing with Alex Sandro. However, we haven't even seen the person in question! "
"Connor Ferguson?" Perrin's eyes also glinted.
"That's right! This person hasn't shown up for so long. Don't you have any suspicions, Perrin? "Walter said meaningfully.
"If you say so, Walter, then this Connor Ferguson is really interesting!" Perrin also realized what Walter meant, and a cold smile appeared on his handsome face.
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Just as Walter and Perrin refocused their attention on Connor, they would never have thought that Connor and Marguerite were already hiding in the woods outside Anfield Community.
Looking at the brightly lit community in front of them, Marguerite frowned slightly and asked Connor, "The two of them are hiding here?"
Connor, who was holding the compass, glanced at it and nodded helplessly. "That's what the compass says!"
Connor's original plan for the one-month agreement with Marguerite was to first stabilize Marguerite before making further plans. However, he never expected that Marguerite seemed to have thought of all his plans and was serious about forcing Connor to take action. Connor had no choice but to follow the compass's guidance and track down Walter and Perrin's footsteps with Marguerite. After more than an hour of searching, Connor finally locked onto Walter and Perrin's location in Anfield Community.
"Can't your compass shrink the range a little more?" Marguerite asked in an unfriendly tone.
Connor spread his hands and said aggrievedly, "Big Sis, can you please learn a little about alchemy? My compass is already very powerful to be able to track them here in such a big city like Loen, okay? Narrowing the range is not something an alchemist of my level can create with a magic artifact! "
"This is Anfield Community, one of the largest communities in the North District. There are tens of thousands of Loen workers living here. Do you think it's possible for the two of us to find the two of them among the tens of thousands of workers?" Glaring fiercely at Connor, Margaret extended her jade-like hand and pointed at the brightly lit neighborhood in front of her.
"I know where they're staying. Even if they gain quite a bit this time, they'll definitely come looking for me again!" With a smile, Connor said meaningfully to Marguerite.
Although she still rolled her eyes at Connor, Marguerite still believed Connor's explanation. She didn't pursue the matter and turned to walk out of the forest. Upon seeing this, a faint smile suffused on Connor's face as he followed.
"Do you want to have a drink at my place?" Looking at Marguerite's beautiful face under the moonlight, Connor didn't know what was wrong with his mind as he sent an invitation to Marguerite.
Perhaps it was because she had often gone to Connor's apartment to drink, coupled with the fact that Marguerite was in a very bad mood and depressed, drinking was a good way to get rid of this state. Therefore, Marguerite didn't think too much about it and nodded in agreement.
Ten minutes later, Connor and Marguerite secretly climbed over the walls of Ferguson's apartment as though they were stealing Q's.
After climbing over the wall, Marguerite looked at the owner of the apartment, Connor Ferguson, who had also climbed over the wall. Immediately, she was amused and said with a teasing tone, "Isn't this Ferguson's apartment? Why, Connor, the future Earl Ferguson, do you want to climb over the wall like me? "
Hearing Marguerite's teasing, Connor didn't know whether to laugh or cry. However, he really didn't know how to reply to Marguerite, so he could only shake his head with a wry smile.
After entering the apartment, Marguerite saw that the sofa had collapsed in the living room, the wall tiles were broken, and the chandelier had fallen to the ground. It was a mess. She blinked her beautiful big eyes and turned her head to look at Connor in confusion.
Touching his chin awkwardly, Connor said, "I told you before that I killed an advanced wizard apprentice from the Celta Sect. Everything here was done by him. He was looking for something in my apartment. I was a little busy these days, so I didn't have time to clean it up!" Connor tried his best to concisely explain what had happened in the apartment to Marguerite a few days ago.
"Where are your good wines? Don't tell me they were also smashed by that unlucky bastard?" With a wave of her hand, a gust of wind lifted up the sofa that had collapsed on the floor. Marguerite sat in the seat that she often sat in when she came to Connor's apartment. She then stretched out her white and tender hand and asked Connor, "No, I don't think so.
"That's not true. This guy was also a wine lover. Not only was he not willing to smash my wine, he even stored it in his space ring. But before he could taste this wonderful liquid, he was killed by me that night, so my wine is back in my hands!" Connor explained as he took out two bottles of 'Romano Conti' from his space ring.
Connor handed a bottle of Conti to Marguerite and opened the cork of the bottle in his hand. The air was instantly filled with the rich fragrance that only belonged to Conti.
"One bottle per person? I didn't expect you to be so generous this time, Connor. " Taking the bottle of Conti from Connor's hand, Marguerite's beautiful eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. She glanced at Connor and said:
"Isn't this a welcome dinner for you?" Connor clinked his bottle with Marguerite's, then he was too lazy to sober up. He directly raised his head and drank a few mouthfuls. He drank half of the Romano Conti that was more expensive than gold in the bottle.
"Cow chewing peony!" Looking at Connor's uncharacteristically rough style, Marguerite ridiculed Connor with a smile. She then shook the bottle and took a sip.
As usual, Connor did not suppress the effects of alcohol in his body. He liked the feeling of being slightly tipsy. Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol that affected Connor's rationality. After taking another sip of Conti, Connor's angular face showed a hint of curiosity. He looked at Marguerite with rapt attention.
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