At that time, Bisping had received orders from Reyes to take a ship from the East Hoy Continent to Loen. He led a few of his subordinates to a secret warehouse of the Loen Church of the Storm and stole some things, killing Bishop Constantine of the Loen Church of the Storm.
After completing the mission, he hid in the safe house under the warehouse at Sasolo Port to avoid being hunted down by the Church of the Storm. Reyes had sent someone to deliver something to him, and that person was none other than Connor! As he knew that Reyes had never taken in a student before, Bisping had a very deep impression of Connor.
Thinking of this, Bisping's expression was somewhat rueful. Although he knew that Connor Ferguson had to be extraordinary to be able to become Professor's student, he could never have imagined that in less than ten years, Connor Ferguson had become a rank 1 Magus who was on equal footing with him.
Thinking of this, Bisping seemed to have thought of something. A glint flashed in his eyes, and he cast an inquiring gaze at Reyes. Although Bisping did not speak, Reyes obviously understood his gaze. A wry smile appeared on his face as he shook his head and explained, "Although the time he took to become a rank 1 Magus was also faster than I expected, he did indeed rely on himself to break through. I thought of using Porsa's crystal ball to help him, but he rejected it with his actions."
After Reyes said so much, Bisping still did not believe that Connor Ferguson had become a rank 1 Magus. However, his eyebrows relaxed a little. If Connor Ferguson was really a rank 1 Magus, and if he was as strong as Reyes said, then it was not impossible for the two of them to join forces and kill that bastard Prince Boateng!
Just as Bisping was thinking about how to join forces with Connor to complete the mission Reyes gave him, Reyes spoke again, "After you return to Flosinone, I believe you can find Connor Ferguson. He may resist cooperating with you, but it doesn't matter. Give this to him. Connor is a smart person, and he will make the right decision for him!"
After saying that, a wooden box appeared in Reyes's hand out of thin air and handed it to Bisping. After receiving the wooden box, Bisping directly put it into his space ring, then promised Reyes, "I know what to do."
Reyes nodded with satisfaction and did not say anything else. Bisping bowed to Reyes and turned to leave. However, he had only taken three steps when Reyes's voice rang in his ears. Bisping's expression immediately changed. A minute later, when Bisping walked out of the palace garden, his expression was full of information.
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Flosinone, noon. The weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly.
On the top floor of the Agudelo Hotel, in a mysterious guest room, Prince Boateng was sitting quietly on the main seat. No one knew what he was thinking about. After about five minutes, Stephanie walked into the guest room. Stephanie's footsteps pulled Prince Boateng back to reality from his thoughts. He immediately raised his head and looked at Stephanie.
Meeting Prince Boateng's gaze, Stephanie said softly, "Prince, they're here!"
Although Stephanie didn't specify who "they" were, Prince Boateng obviously knew who she was referring to, so he nodded slightly.
Seeing Prince Boateng nod, Stephanie knew that she had no right to participate in what was going to happen in this guest room. She bowed to Prince Boateng and quickly left.
About a minute after Stephanie left, another set of footsteps came from outside the reception room. When Prince Boateng heard the footsteps, he knew that the person in question was here. He stood up from his seat to show his respect for the person who had just arrived.
A few seconds later, an old man in a grey robe and a beautiful young lady with a pink scar on her forehead walked into the guest room.
"Miss Isabella, Mr. Adolf, welcome. Please have a seat!" Looking at the newcomer, the host, Prince Boateng, forced a smile on his cold face and said, "Sir, I'm sorry.
"Thank you!" Isabella replied with a smile and sat down. The old man in the grey robe, Adolf, did not seem to be very interested in Prince Boateng's welcome. He only nodded at him as a greeting and sat down next to Isabella.
As the host and guest sat down, Isabella and Prince Boateng, as the representatives of the prince's faction and the Boateng Family, didn't seem to have any intention of starting the negotiations. Instead, they both chose to exchange some pleasantries.
The exchange of pleasantries between the two took close to ten minutes. Although Isabella was young and mature, she was still a few decades younger than Prince Boateng. Seeing that Prince Boateng didn't intend to take the initiative to speak, she didn't continue with the pleasantries. Instead, she changed the topic and took the initiative to speak.
"Uncle Prince, I've already heard that your Boateng Family is not only powerful in the Odin Empire, but also has many properties in the Kaman Empire. Seeing it today, it's true. This Agudelo Hotel is actually a property of the Boateng Family. This is truly shocking. But this is also good. With the Agudelo Hotel as a cover, our Secret Society's transactions with you will be much safer!"
Hearing Isabella's flattery and knowing that she was probing him, Prince Boateng felt some disdain in his heart. Soon after, he indifferently said, "Miss Isabella is joking. This Agudelo Hotel was only built by our Family so that our Family members could have a place to stay in the Kaman Empire and make some money in passing. How could it bear the burden of a transaction between our Family and your Secret Society?"
Isabella wasn't surprised that Prince Boateng didn't take the bait. If Prince Boateng was so easy to deal with, he wouldn't be the killer of the Boateng Family. She looked at Prince Boateng and continued.
She looked at Prince Boateng and continued, "In order to express our Secret Society's sincerity in cooperating with your Family, I specially prepared a hundred pieces of Crosia Flame Coral from the Khoy Continent as a small gift. They should have already been delivered to the Red Neck Tavern in the 15th Hot Spring Street. I hope Uncle Prince can have your people receive them!"
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