After that, Marguerite left some other instructions for Connor before leaving quietly. She didn't stay in Spezia Park any longer. After all, Cristante, the Director of Intelligence of Blake's Agency and the biggest intelligence leader of the Church of the Storm, was likely to still be in Flosinone. Every extra minute Marguerite spent meeting Connor would increase the risk of exposure.
Although Marguerite had left, Connor didn't leave Spezia Park immediately. He was still sitting on a bench in the park, deep in thought. After meeting Marguerite today, Marguerite had given him too much information that he had to digest properly.
Although Connor had already realized that Reyes's incident in Bernabéu was definitely not simple, or else he wouldn't have been so mysterious, he still didn't expect it to be so complicated. Reyes was actually involved in the succession of the Kaman Empire's throne, and judging from the fact that the Church of the Storm was determined to get rid of him, his mentor should occupy an important position in this matter.
If that was the case, it was really in line with Reyes's usual style of being generous. Back when he was still in Loen, Reyes didn't hesitate to stir up trouble in Loen and organize the black warlocks to start a riot in order to support the Loen Church of the Storm, who had already surrendered to him. Not only did he blow up the Storm Cathedral, but he also killed one of the church's God's Punishers, Abidal. Such means really taught Connor a lesson!
From the information that Marguerite revealed to him today, Firo might really not have lied to him. The Church of the Storm really had the intention to kill Reyes!
If this was really the case, he might really be able to use the Church of the Storm as Firo said to kill his beloved mentor. Thinking of this, Connor's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of excitement.
… …
… …
Just as he was secretly plotting, on a train that traveled along the railway from Loen to the northeast of the Kaman Empire, a middle-aged Caucasian man dressed in white, with a slender figure and ordinary looks. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked refined, like a teacher. He was sitting alone in a private room, looking at the scenery outside through the glass window.
Although his eyes were looking out of the window and his expression was very calm, for some reason, this man in white looked like he had a lot on his mind, as if he was hiding something …
"Cough! Cough! Cough! "
Without any warning, the middle-aged man who was looking out of the window suddenly coughed very painfully. An abnormal flush appeared on his weather-beaten face.
The middle-aged man coughed for a full minute before he could barely stop. He leaned weakly against the back of the chair and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. A helpless smile appeared on his ordinary face. He shook his head and said in a low voice, "A level-3 wizard is still a level-3 wizard after all. He's still not someone I can defeat …"
After muttering to himself, the middle-aged man casually swiped his hand across his waist. Suddenly, a bottle of blue medicine appeared in his hand out of thin air.
Without hesitation, the middle-aged man opened the bottle and poured the blue potion into his mouth. After drinking the blue potion, the middle-aged man's originally weak appearance recovered a lot. Feeling the changes in his body, the middle-aged man nodded slightly. At this moment, the middle-aged man seemed to have sensed something. His eyes flashed, and then he flipped his big hand, and a very ordinary looking notebook suddenly appeared in his hand.
He opened the notebook and turned to the third page. The middle-aged man looked at the displayed content, and a faint smile appeared on his ordinary face. A minute later, he closed the notebook, then muttered to himself for a while and gradually made a decision in his heart.
The middle-aged man waved his right hand casually in the air, and suddenly, an invisible and powerful barrier appeared silently and enveloped the room, preventing outsiders from knowing what was happening in the room. Seeing this, the middle-aged man took out a mirror with mysterious runes engraved on it.
After looking at the mirror for a while, the middle-aged man tapped on the surface of the mirror lightly. Immediately, the mirror emitted a faint blue light. A few seconds later, the figure of a tall and strong middle-aged man with blue eyes and an injured left eye appeared in the mirror. This person was none other than a member of the secret society, Bisping.
"Sir, have you gotten rid of them?" Bisping, who was summoned by the middle-aged man, did not beat around the bush and directly asked in a low voice.
"For the time being, yes!" Faced with Bisping's question, the gentlemanly middle-aged man faintly smiled and said, "That's right.
Bisping's expression clearly relaxed when he heard the middle-aged man's words. Although the middle-aged man didn't ask, he still took the initiative to ask, "I don't know the whereabouts of the others, but Southgate and I have already infiltrated Flosinone's safehouse without alarming the Church of the Storm and the Religion of the Earth."
"Southgate lost some puppets, but he wasn't injured. As for me, I fought with that dog Philo, but I only received some light injuries. It wasn't a big deal."
"Very good!" The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction when he heard Bisping's report. He then instructed, "You and Southgate stay in Flosinone for a while. I still have some matters to take care of. Once I'm done, I'll go to Flosinone and meet up with you two!"
After saying this, the middle-aged man with an ordinary look seemed to have thought of something as he continued, "Pacify Southgate well. If he starts to become irritable, give him the treasure that I gave you in Bernabeu. That thing should be enough for Southgate to study for a long time!"
After receiving the order, Bisping nodded and said, "Okay, I know what to do! My lord, Southgate and I are fine in Flosinone at the moment, but … "
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