"Carolyn", also known as Margaret, wasn't surprised that the old priest beside her was able to see through her real identity with a single glance. She said calmly, "You didn't remember wrongly. The last time we met, I was only eleven years old. We were still in the church's monastery."
"Did you know? At that time, I was sure that you, Marguerite, would become an excellent intelligence agent. If it weren't for the fact that you were too young and didn't comply with the Church's rules, I would have let you receive training from Blake's Organization at that time! "
"When you grew up and I went to the monastery to look for you, you were already by Cardinal Elena's side. Time really flies. In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed. The little girl from back then has also become an official Magus of the Church and has become Cardinal Elena's most important companion." The old priest turned his head to look at Margaret and said with a sigh, "You've already become an official Magus of the Church. You've become the most important companion of Cardinal Elena.
"Then it seems that I should properly thank the Church's rules!" Although she had already confirmed the old priest's true identity from his words, Marguerite still maintained her calm and said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "I'm sorry.
In response to Marguerite's attitude, the old priest shook his head and continued, "There is never a lack of beautiful women in this world, but Marguerite, you are one of the most special among these beautiful women. Apart from having a beautiful appearance, you are also very smart. You can understand the other party's intentions from their words."
"You really think too highly of me. If I was as smart as you think I am, you wouldn't have come knocking on my door now!" After saying that, Marguerite sighed slightly with some regret.
Seeing that Marguerite was still beating around the bush with him, the old priest looked at Marguerite with some disappointment in his eyes. After a few seconds, he asked Marguerite, "Can you tell me, are you working for the Church of the Storm or for Cardinal Elena?"
Although the old priest's voice was very calm, this question was like a bolt from the blue in Marguerite's ears.
After secretly deliberating in her heart for a few seconds, Marguerite did not directly give an answer. Instead, she asked in return, "Lord Cristante, although you are the intelligence director of Blake's Organization and have a high position in the Church and are the right-hand man of Cardinal Hummel, it is not good to slander a Cardinal like this and tear her apart from the Church. If His Holiness the Pope finds out, he will definitely punish you, right?"
"Marguerite, you grew up in the Church. Many of the Church's secrets are not secrets to you. You should know my temper. I don't like to beat around the bush. There are only the two of us here, so what if you tell me the answer in your heart?" The old priest disguised as Cristante said in a low voice.........
"Lord Cristante, the only thing I can tell you is that I am a priest of the Church of the Storm, and I am under the command of Cardinal Elena!" Seeing that Cristante was trying to set a trap for her, Margaret sneered and said, "Don't worry about me.
Hearing Marguerite's answer, Cristante did not have any other reaction. He just continued to speak, "Marguerite, I don't know why Cardinal Elena sent you to Flosinone, but you should know the importance of this matter to the Church. Let me give you a piece of advice. Don't try to interfere or influence this matter in any way. Otherwise, even Cardinal Elena won't be able to save you!"
After saying this, Cristante did not care about Marguerite's reaction. He slowly stood up from his seat and walked out of the classroom. Looking at his back, Marguerite's eyes were filled with deep fear.
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"Connor, what do you plan to do next?" In the Ferguson Residence, after Connor and Varga had made love in bed, Varga asked Connor in a low voice.
Hearing Varga's question, Connor was reminded of those troublesome things again. He sighed and said, "I agree to cooperate with the Church of the Storm. In a few days, I will meet Cristante and discuss some details. I originally planned to go to the Navas Forest next to see if I can find anything. Then I will decide whether to cooperate with the Church of the Storm or not. But now it seems that the Church of the Storm is very determined about this matter and does not intend to give me too much time to consider …"
"What can I do for you?" Varga leaned on Connor's firm chest and asked Connor seriously.
Hearing Varga's words, Connor's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Varga with hesitation, but seemed to have some misgivings, so he gave up the idea in the end. He only smiled at Varga and said, "I'll take care of things outside. Varga, I'll be happy if you can help me protect the Ferguson Residence."
"But if you really encounter something that you can't do, Varga, you must remember not to be tied down by the Ferguson Residence. If you feel that it's time to run, don't hesitate. Leave the residence through the secret passage I told you about!" Connor's expression became very serious as he warned Varga.
Varga didn't seem to hear Connor's warning. She glanced at Connor and said calmly, "What you want me to do, it wouldn't have anything to do with Marguerite, would it?"
Hearing Varga speak his mind, Connor's expression froze for a moment. However, he quickly reacted and concealed the surprise on his face. Unfortunately, Connor's change in expression was caught by Varga. Just as Connor was about to say something, before he could open his mouth, Varga placed a white finger on Connor's lips. She said very seriously to Connor, "I'm willing to do anything for you!"
Feeling Varga's sincere feelings for him, Connor, who had a heart of stone, felt a trace of warmth flowing through his heart. He hugged and kissed Varga again.
Ten seconds later, Connor whispered in Varga's ear, "Varga, you know that Marguerite is a priest of the Church of the Storm. She has very deep connections within the Church of the Storm and can provide her with this information. If I cooperate with the Church of the Storm, it'll be tantamount to asking a tiger for its skin …"
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