Prince Boateng was sitting on top of Florentino's clock tower, enjoying the cool breeze of the night as he drank and ate. Perhaps his mood was really heavy, but he did not use his mana to dispel it. The vodka made him feel dizzy and his heart beat faster. He allowed the alcohol to rush into his head, giving him a strange feeling that he had not felt since he became a rank 1 wizard.
Although Bernardessky's surname was not Boateng and he only joined the Boateng Family later on, it was because of this that Cabio Boateng chose him to get the Crosia Fire Corals. After all, the Boateng Family was a huge family with tens of thousands of members. Countless benefits were intertwined. Not everyone hoped that Cabio Boateng, who was poisoned by the Tyro poison, could recover!
As an outsider, Bernardessky's interests in the Boateng Family were limited. The only person he could rely on was Cabio Boateng. In addition, Bernardessky was a loyal, reliable, and powerful person. Therefore, he was the only person Cabio Boateng sent to Flosinone to get the 100 pieces of Crosia Fire Corals from Prince.
Prince Boateng knew this very well, so he was not worried about Bernardessky's safety. He was worried that Bernardessky would not be able to deliver the corals safely to Cabio Boateng. Instead, it was because he regretted the decision he made during the day, and he was hesitant about what to do next.
In the secret warehouse, the words Bernardessky said before he left seemed to be vague, but in fact, there was only one message!
Reyes had noticed that he, Prince Boateng, had come to Flosinone. Therefore, in order to fulfill his promise, Reyes had specially crafted a top tier 2 magic artifact for Bisping to kill him in Flosinone. As for hiding in the Fatedi Manor outside Bernabeu, it was just a cover. In fact, it was very likely that Bisping was on the train from Bernabeu to Flosinone with the top tier 2 magic artifact that Reyes had crafted for him. Or, he might have already arrived in Flosinone.
Prince Boateng was no stranger to Bisping. A few decades ago, when he had just become a Level-1 Wizard, he had fought with Bisping. He knew that Bisping's strength was not inferior to his. Now that Bisping had come to Flosinone with the magic artifact crafted by Reyes, he was obviously full of confidence and came prepared.
If it was just Bisping alone, even if he had a top grade two magic artifact Reyes had crafted for him, Prince Boateng wouldn't hesitate. After all, even if the worst-case scenario was that he met Bisping, he was confident that he would be able to escape unscathed no matter what.
But the problem was that a few hours ago, Prince Boateng had just met Reyes's student, Connor, in Aksa Forest. He had also witnessed Connor Ferguson successfully practicing Hades' Dark Body. At that time, Prince Boateng didn't know that Bisping had come to Flosinone. After weighing the pros and cons, in order to safely hand over the Crosia Fire Coral to Connor, he chose to restrain himself and let Connor go.
At that time, this choice was very rational and considered the big picture. But now that Prince Boateng knew about Bisping's whereabouts, he began to regret it. He regretted that he didn't risk his life to kill Connor Ferguson in Aksa Forest.
In a one-on-one situation, whether it was Connor Ferguson or Bisping, Prince Boateng wasn't afraid at all. He was confident that he could defeat them. But if the two of them joined forces, no matter how confident Prince Boateng was, he knew that he would lose without a doubt. There was even a 50% chance that he would die here.
A momentary lapse in judgment had led to a drastic change in the offensive and defensive situation. Not only was he unable to kill Connor Ferguson, he might even die here. Such a huge blow made Prince Boateng feel both depressed and vexed.
Although he was in a bad mood, the cool night breeze blew on his cold face. He clearly realized that he was in mortal danger now. Bisping and Connor Ferguson could find him at any time. And the best way to avoid danger was to buy a train ticket from Flosinone to West Ham City the next morning. He would then leave Loen and return to West Ham City. He would then ask his family to send someone to negotiate with Flosinone and Isabella.
Even if Bisping and Connor Ferguson wanted to kill him, they wouldn't be so brazen as to enter the Odin Empire to kill him. But Prince Boateng was truly unwilling to give up. He had clearly met Connor Ferguson and was only one step away from killing him, Reyes' beloved disciple, to take revenge for Reyes cutting off his arm.
Prince Boateng felt that he would definitely regret it in the future if he gave up and left Flosinone with his tail between his legs. Moreover, Connor Ferguson had already mastered the Underworld King's Dark Body Technique, and he also had Reyes's nurturing. As long as he was given some time, it would be hard to say who would be the one to kill who when they met!
As he thought of this, an ominous glint flashed in Prince Boateng's eyes as he made his final decision.
Ever since he found out that Connor Ferguson was Reyes' student, he wanted to kill Connor Ferguson to take revenge on Reyes. And now, Flosinone was his best opportunity. If he missed this opportunity, he wouldn't have a better opportunity to kill Connor in the future.
Thus, Prince Boateng felt that even if he had to risk his life, he absolutely couldn't leave Flosinone. He wanted to use his life as a stake in a gamble of life and death with Connor Ferguson. He wanted to bet that he could find Connor Ferguson and kill him before Connor Ferguson and Bisping joined hands!
After making his decision, Prince Boateng didn't hesitate. He drank the last of the vodka in his bottle and destroyed the traces he left behind on Flosinone's clock tower. He once again blended into Flosinone's pitch-black night. Time was of the essence, every second was important. He wanted to use all his connections to find traces of Connor Ferguson.
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