If Connor left Arshavin's Optician Shop to avoid Prince Boateng, then Prince Boateng, who couldn't wait for Robbeli in the coffee shop next door, would run out of patience and barge into Arshavin's Optician Shop. If that happened, the great opportunity in the basement would be in big trouble …
Connor couldn't help but feel a little unwilling to give up on the great opportunity that was already in his hands. While Connor was painfully contemplating whether to choose safety or the great opportunity, Prince Boateng had already drunk a few cups of coffee. Seeing that Robber still hadn't returned, he began to get restless.
Seeing this, Connor knew that he couldn't continue hesitating. He had to make a choice as soon as possible. Otherwise, if Prince Boateng really ran out of patience and still hadn't made his choice, he would be in deep trouble. Not only would he be unable to leave, but he would also be caught red-handed. Even the secret in the basement would be exposed.
Connor's eyes flashed with determination as he finally made his decision. Without hesitation, he gently pressed the magic cube in his hand. A secret passage suddenly appeared in the front hall of the shop. Connor took the opportunity to enter the secret passage. Ten minutes later, Connor walked out of the secret passage and arrived at a park on Zanetti Avenue.
After putting on his black magic robe, Connor looked around and immediately set up two simple alchemy mechanisms in the park. He then hurried towards Arshavin's Optician Shop at No.63 on Zanetti Avenue.
As the saying goes, humans die in pursuit of wealth, and birds die in pursuit of food. Tempted by the possibility of a huge opportunity in the strange basement, Connor finally decided to take a risk. After meeting Prince Boateng face to face, he lured him away from Arshavin's Spectacle Shop.
While Connor was rushing towards Arshavin's Optician Shop, Prince Boateng, who was sitting in the cafe next door, had already drunk eight cups of Black Mountain coffee and eaten six pieces of dessert, but Robber still hadn't arrived. Prince Boateng's patience finally ran out. He increasingly felt that there was something unusual about Robber's departure.
As veteran rank 1 Magi, Robbery and Prince Boateng both had some means of transmitting information between them. However, the reason why Prince Boateng hadn't tried to use this tool wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he had contacted Robbery many times over the past few days, pressuring him. This had caused him to temporarily use up the number of times he could use this tool, and it was currently on cooldown.
Although the usage of Prince Boateng's communication tool had temporarily run out, Robber hadn't. If Robber really had some urgent matter that required immediate attention and had no choice but to stand Prince Boateng up, then no matter how you looked at it, he should've used this communication tool to inform Prince Boateng.
While waiting, Prince Boateng had already checked the tool in his hands several times to see if it had received any messages from Robber. Unfortunately, the result of each check was a blank slate.
In Prince Boateng's eyes, there were only two possibilities for this situation. The first possibility was that Robber was already dead, and a dead person naturally couldn't send him any messages. The second possibility was that Robber was currently in great trouble and couldn't send him any messages.
For Prince Boateng, the reason why Robber hadn't sent him any messages, regardless of whether it was the first or the second possibility, was bad news.
Realizing this, the gray-robed Prince Boateng drained his cup of coffee in one gulp. Then, he took out a one shilling note from his pocket and threw it on the table before walking out of the coffee shop with a solemn expression. After walking out of the coffee shop, Prince Boateng only took a few steps before appearing in front of Arshavin's Spectacle Shop. Prince Boateng narrowed his eyes and prepared to break in.
At this critical moment, Prince Boateng seemed to have felt something. A trace of surprise appeared on his cold face, and he immediately turned around to look. In his field of vision, on the side of Zanetti Street, a black shadow floated past.
Looking at the blurry black shadow, Prince Boateng couldn't be sure that this person was Connor Ferguson, whom he'd met once in the northeast corner of Aksa Forest. However, he still gave up on Arshavin's Optician Shop and chased after the black shadow without hesitation.
Feeling that Prince Boateng was chasing after him, Connor followed his plan and silently advanced towards the park where he'd prepared alchemy traps. Connor was very clear that although he had the help of the black mage's robe, according to Robber's description of Prince Boateng's strength, the boots Prince Boateng was wearing were second-tier magic items made from the fur of the magical beast Ice Sea Demonic Wolf. They could greatly increase Prince Boateng's speed. Therefore, if he didn't use some tricks to shake off Prince Boateng, he definitely wouldn't be able to shake him off by relying on speed alone.
Seeing that the black shadow in front of him had discovered that he was chasing after him, Prince Boateng, who had sensed the familiar aura of the other party, was actually happy instead of angry. His cold face was clearly filled with joy. Today had been full of ups and downs for him. He'd originally come to Arshavin's Optician Shop to meet with Robber and pressure him to find Connor Ferguson. However, he'd never imagined that Robber would stand him up. However, due to a freak combination of factors, he'd managed to meet his target, Connor Ferguson.
Yes, that's right!
Through the aura of the black shadow in front of him, Prince Boateng, who'd met Connor once before, was certain that the black shadow he was chasing and fleeing towards the park in front of him was the Connor Ferguson he'd been looking for for almost a month without being able to catch!
Although Connor had already expected that Prince Boateng's speed would be faster than his, this guy's speed with the help of the magic boots still faintly exceeded Connor's expectations. When they'd been on Zanetti Avenue, the distance between the two of them had been about five hundred meters. However, now that they'd arrived at the park, the distance between the two of them had shrunk to about a hundred meters. This was the result of Connor going all out with the help of the black mage's robe. If he'd been the slightest bit negligent, Prince Boateng would've caught up to him by now!
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