Seeing that Milik finally understood his intention, Cristante gave him a knowing look. He then sneered, "Connor Ferguson just told me that he found out about my identity through the Secret Society. Hahaha, does he think he can fool me like that?"
"According to the news from our spies in the Secret Society, although Connor Ferguson is Reyes's student, he doesn't have a close relationship with the Secret Society. Therefore, it's impossible for him to get the news from the Secret Society. Most importantly, even Reyes doesn't know about my identity. How could Connor Ferguson find out about it through the Secret Society?"
"Compared to the last time we met, Connor Ferguson's attitude towards me changed completely today. His attitude changed so quickly in such a short time. I'm sure that Connor Ferguson didn't know about my identity when we met last time. Therefore, he must have found out about my identity after he went to Iprua. Without a doubt, Firo is the first suspect!"
"In Iprua, I set up such a perfect trap, but it was still discovered by Connor Ferguson. I suspected that someone was behind it. Now, it seems that it's true!" Cristante calmly analyzed the situation. His tone was very firm, and it was obvious that he was very confident in his judgment.
Hearing Cristante's analysis, Milik, who was already suspicious of Firo, immediately cursed, "Firo, you son of a bitch! You're not trustworthy at all! How dare you play tricks behind my back? You're courting death!"
"Van der Beek is still too inexperienced. If he partners with Firo, he'll be easily manipulated by Firo. I've already asked Van der Beek to come back. Next, Milik, you and Firo will work together to search for the relics around Flosinone!" Cristante instructed Milik.
After receiving the task from Cristante, Milik's ferocious face lit up with excitement. He nodded heavily and said, "I'll teach Firo a lesson and make him serve the church honestly!"
Seeing how excited Milik was, Cristante hesitated for a moment. Then, he took out a ring inlaid with a white gemstone from his space ring and handed it to Milik.
Although he didn't know what this white gemstone ring was or what it was used for, Milik didn't hesitate and decisively took the white gemstone ring from Cristante's hand.
Just when Milik was sizing up the white gemstone ring with curiosity, Cristante reminded him, "If Firo doesn't play any tricks, we won't mind letting him continue to be our informant. However, if he has any other intentions, Milik, you can directly kill him. You don't have to ask for my permission!"
"As for this white gemstone ring, it will be a great help to your operation. Milik, you just need to destroy it right next to Firo before he kills Firo. Then, Firo will be in great pain and you can do whatever you want to him!" At the end of his speech, Cristante's face was full of viciousness, and he made a downward chopping gesture as he spoke.
After listening to Cristante's explanation, Milik seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the white gemstone ring in his hand and sighed, "The rumor is true. The rune token they hold is indeed connected to their spirit …"
"Of course it's true. Although Cardinal Hummel is magnanimous and is willing to give these Dark Warlocks a chance to turn over a new leaf and redeem themselves, there are bound to be some stubborn ones who don't know how to cherish the opportunity and even want to betray the Church. Therefore, the Church has long been prepared to deal with such people and is prepared to deal a blow to them at any time!" Cristante explained naturally.
Milik nodded excitedly and put the white gemstone ring into his pocket. When he saw that Cristante had nothing else to tell him, he bowed slightly to Cristante and turned to leave the room.
After Milick left, Cristante was the only one left in the private room. After pondering for a few seconds, Cristante turned his gaze back to the small green stone lying quietly in the wooden box. A cold smile gradually appeared on his old face. The next second, he took out a light blue jade box with an icy aura from his interspatial ring. He waved his hand at the small green stone, and the small stone immediately flew obediently into the jade box he took out.
Seeing that the small green stone was enveloped by the cold air in the jade box, the cautious and experienced Cristante was still a little worried. He took out a rune badge from the Church of the Storm from his space ring and put it into the light blue jade box. With the addition of the rune badge, the restriction on the small green stone in the jade box was obviously strengthened by a large margin.
Seeing this, Cristante nodded in satisfaction and put the light blue jade box back into his space ring. He muttered to himself in a low voice, "Connor Ferguson, I'd like to see what tricks you're playing with me …"
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After the meeting with Cristante, Connor left Kilian's Tavern and returned to the Hoffenheim neighborhood where the Ferguson Residence was located. However, Connor did not return to the Ferguson Residence to meet with Varga. Instead, he went to the tavern opposite the Ferguson Residence to meet the priest of the Church of the Storm who was in charge of monitoring the Ferguson Residence, Dezerby.
Dezerby was obviously prepared for Connor's arrival and was not surprised at all. He calmly invited Connor to sit down and then asked very politely, "Earl Connor, what would you like to drink?"
Seeing that Dezerby was so polite, Connor was a little surprised. In his impression, the wizards of the Church of the Storm, including Marguerite, were all bossy and arrogant. It was rare to see someone as polite as Dezerby.
Furthermore, this guy was warned by Dezerby with his mind power last time, and now he could still greet him with a smile. Putting other things aside, this Dezerby was really good at maintaining his composure. Looking at the sincere expression on Dezerby's face, Connor could not help but sigh in his heart.
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