In Connor's memory, the Ferguson family also had a mystical item. However, that mystical item could only be used and preserved by the successive heads of the Ferguson family. Connor had only seen his father use it once when he was young. He vaguely remembered that the mystical item in his family seemed to be a walking stick.
Although he really wanted to immediately close the box containing the sun emblem and put it into his arms, Connor still restrained his desire in front of Professor Reyes. He said somewhat reluctantly, "Teacher, this item is too precious. I can't accept it!"
"Connor, you are the student I value the most. I have great expectations for your future. Take this as my congratulatory gift to you after you become an official knight!" Reyes patted Connor's shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Connor, you are the student I value the most.
A trace of gratitude flashed across his face. Connor stood solemnly and bowed deeply to Reyes.
"Thank you, teacher!"
Half an hour later, Professor Reyes watched as Connor walked out of his villa excitedly with the sun emblem in his arms and gradually disappeared into the distance. He pondered for a while, then unexpectedly spoke to the empty wall of the house.
"Do you think Connor Ferguson is aware of my intentions?" Reyes's voice didn't carry a trace of emotion, as if he was a completely different person from the amiable Professor Reyes from before.
As Reyes' voice sounded, a wave of strange water ripples appeared on the wall that Reyes was looking at. Then, a somewhat stooped old man wearing the clothes of a butler appeared from the ripples.
"Master, your plan is proceeding smoothly. Connor Ferguson will unknowingly become your prey. If you think it's necessary, I'll start monitoring Connor Ferguson right now!" The stooped old butler said respectfully.
Reyes once again fell into deep thought. After a while, he shook his head and said, "There's no need for that now. I just smelled the scent of a Magus on Connor. With the Gwendelin Emblem I gave him, I believe that little fellow Connor Ferguson will be fine."
"Master, you're really generous. That Gwendelin Emblem still has a lot of energy left. If you use it to exchange, you'll be able to get at least a thousand gold pounds." The old butler sighed.
"Emperor Lauer once said that only by casting a long line can you catch a big fish. Besides, this little fellow Connor, if you want to be serious, he's my relative. Of course I have to be generous to him!" Reyes laughed, but when he said the word "relative", a complicated expression appeared in his brown eyes.
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As time passed, a week had passed, and it was time for Connor to meet Detective Valverde.
In Valverde's Private Detective Firm, Connor was still in his usual attire. Black sunglasses, a trench coat, and a bowler hat covered his face completely.
After taking a deep puff from his pipe and blowing out a large, round smoke ring, Valverde, who was feeling comfortable, took out the folder he had prepared beforehand and placed it on the table. He then looked at Connor in silence.
Connor, who was about to take the folder, was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized something. He shook his head and took out a five-pound note from his wallet and handed it over.
After receiving the dark-green five-pound note, which exuded the unique ink fragrance of banknotes, a satisfied smile appeared on Valverde's aged face. He then gently pushed the folder to Connor.
"Mister, I believe that after you've finished reading the contents of the information bag, you'll definitely feel that the ten gold coins you paid is worth it!" Valverde said in a meaningful tone.
Connor raised his eyebrows and did not respond. Instead, he opened the folder Valverde took out.
Looking at everything in the file, Connor had to admit that although this famous detective Valverde seemed a little greedy for money, there was no doubt that he was a capable detective. In the investigation report of more than ten pages, he listed everything in detail, including what Rebecca had done in the past week, who she had met, where she had spent the night, and so on. The only thing missing was the color and the fabric of Rebecca's clothes.
It took Connor a full hour to finish reading the investigation report. His expression became more and more solemn. He took out the sketch on the last page of the investigation report. Connor pointed at a young man with a thin face and triangular eyes in the sketch and asked Valverde, "Is he Vidal, the disciple of the evil cult Soul Worship Sect mentioned in your investigation report?"
Valverde nodded solemnly and said sternly, "Yes, that's Vidal. Although he's only twenty-five years old this year, he's an extremely dangerous person. He's a third-class wanted criminal in the empire! According to the description of the crime in the warrant, Vidal is the illegitimate son of a wealthy merchant. Five years ago, when he was twenty years old, he joined the evil cult Soul Worship Sect. Half a year later, he killed a total of fifteen family members, including his father and brothers. His methods were horribly cruel! Since then, he has become a wanted criminal in the empire, and very little information has been known about him. "
Connor closed his eyes and rubbed the Qingming acupoint on the bridge of his nose. He was in a bad mood.
Although he was somewhat prepared, he still did not expect Rebecca to be related to the evil cult Soul Worship Sect. According to the investigation report Valverde gave him, the extremely dangerous Mr. Vidal seemed to be in a relationship with Rebecca. Within a week, they had several secret rendezvous in the middle of the night. This was clearly recorded in the detective report. Before her rendezvous with Vidal, Rebecca had bought contraceptives from a pharmacy.
Although Connor did not know who Vidal was before, he still knew what kind of a terrorist organization Soul Worship Sect was.
Soul Worship Sect was one of the evil cults that the Kahman Empire went all out to eliminate. They killed every member of the evil cult they found. Soul Worship Sect's doctrine was that death was not the end of life, but only the disappearance of the body. Only the soul was eternal and everlasting! More importantly, in Connor's memory, Soul Worship Sect, which believed in souls, was extremely good at cursing and other evil arts!
Cheese baked snails, Rebecca's reaction when she saw him, Soul Worship Sect which was good at cursing … With all these clues added together, he believed that as long as he had basic intelligence, he would not think that it was a simple coincidence.
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