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Chapter 965

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Although Connor could understand Butler Martinez's thoughts, he couldn't tell Butler Martinez about Varga's true identity right now. Therefore, Connor could only solemnly tell Butler Martinez that if Varga were to become his wife, it would only be beneficial for the Ferguson family. Then, he forcefully ended the topic and forbade Butler Martinez from discussing it again.

Although Butler Martinez might have some complaints, if Butler Varga knew about it, Connor was sure that she would do something outrageous. Therefore, for the future of the Ferguson family and Butler Martinez's safety, Connor could only make such a helpless decision.

Patting Varga's little hand that was massaging his temples, Connor said in a low voice, "I know what to do. I won't alert the church or the ninth department. I'll slowly torture them to death and make them regret everything they've done!"

As soon as Connor finished his words, Varga was about to say something, but suddenly, Connor's body emitted a wave of energy. Although the wave was very weak, it was still caught by Varga who was standing next to Connor. Varga seemed to know what the wave of energy represented. She glanced at Connor who was embarrassed, then turned around and left, leaving Connor alone.

After Varga left, Connor took out the jade bracelet that Marguerite had given him from his space ring. He then used his spiritual power to sense the information inside. A few seconds later, Connor's eyes lit up. Without hesitation, Connor put on his clothes and walked out of the house, heading towards the downtown area of Flosinone.

… ….

… ….

In the downtown area of Flosinone, in a luxurious private room on the second floor of the Smith Hotel.

In the brightly lit room, Marguerite, who was already very beautiful, looked even more charming under the candlelight. She raised her glass and proposed a toast to Connor, "Connor, the official letter of the Ferguson family has been reported to the empire. It won't be long before you can inherit your father's title and become Earl Ferguson. Congratulations!"

"Of course, Connor, congratulations to the pharmacist in your room. She's about to become the honorable countess of the empire!"

Feeling Marguerite's sarcasm, Connor smiled bitterly, but he still raised his glass and clinked it with Marguerite's. Then, he said softly, "Thank you!"

After the two drank a glass of champagne, Marguerite stopped talking and only looked at Connor with a smile.

Seeing Marguerite like this, Connor rubbed his nose and took the initiative to speak, "Marguerite, what does the church think about me becoming Earl Ferguson?"

An hour ago, Marguerite told Connor through the communication jade bracelet that the Church of the Storm was going to send someone to meet him. Although Marguerite didn't tell Connor what the church wanted to talk about, Connor knew it was a serious matter and didn't dare to delay. He immediately ran over from the Ferguson Manor in the suburbs to meet with Marguerite.

Hearing Connor's question, the smile on Marguerite's face slowly disappeared. She sighed and said with hidden bitterness, "Connor, you're so practical. You haven't gone on a date with me for more than a month, and as soon as we meet again, you immediately ask me about the church. You don't even care how I'm doing lately …"

Connor was a little surprised by Marguerite's attitude. Looking at Marguerite's bitter expression, Connor gradually realized that although he and Marguerite had reached an agreement about him marrying Varga, it still affected Marguerite greatly. Thinking of this, Connor couldn't help but feel guilty towards Marguerite.

"According to the rules, if a Dark Sorcerer with the rank of an official Sorcerer appears within the jurisdiction of the Church of Storms, and this official Sorcerer will reside within the jurisdiction, then the Bishop of the Church in the jurisdiction will evaluate this Dark Sorcerer's danger level and submit the evaluation report to the Church headquarters in written form."

"This evaluation report will determine a lot of things. If the local bishop decides that the official Dark Sorcerer in his jurisdiction is very dangerous and poses a threat to the secular world, then the church headquarters will send experts to deal with him. If the results of this evaluation report are positive, then this Dark Sorcerer will be very lucky. As long as he doesn't do anything excessive, the church will tacitly acknowledge his existence."

"Connor, you are the second lucky case. Flosinone's current bishop of the Church of the Storm, Del Pizarro, isn't a guy who likes to cause trouble. He tacitly acknowledges your existence, but because you don't want to hide like other Dark Sorcerers, you want to stand out in front of the stage and inherit your father's title, becoming the empire's hereditary 1st Earl Connor, this makes things very complicated. The Church of the Storm's policy towards Dark Sorcerers doesn't apply to you, Connor!"

"At the same time, because of your noble status, Del Pizarro doesn't dare to make decisions on his own. Therefore, he handed over an ambiguous and vague report to the church headquarters, kicking the ball to them. After receiving this report, the church headquarters also attached great importance to it. After a few of the higher-ups had a heated discussion, they came to an agreement that they will send someone to talk to you, Connor, in order to confirm their method of dealing with you." While Connor was feeling guilty, Marguerite tirelessly explained the situation to Connor.

Although Marguerite's words didn't contain a lot of information, Connor took a full minute to digest this information.

Raising his head again, Connor looked at Marguerite and continued to ask, "Marguerite, do you know who the Church of the Storm will send to meet me?"

Marguerite didn't answer Connor's question immediately. Instead, she leisurely took a sip of the champagne in her glass. Then, under Connor's gaze, she lightly said, "I know!"

After saying "I know", Marguerite didn't continue speaking. Instead, she continued to sip her champagne leisurely. It seemed that Marguerite was deliberately making things difficult for Connor.

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