Wizard Earl

Chapter 113 The Ivanka Cruise Ship

Connor studied the nautical chart carefully for a while, then looked up at Margaret and said, "I don't need the three mana-gathering potions. Give me ten grams of mithril instead!"

Margaret was delighted that Connor had accepted her invitation, but her expression changed, and she said firmly, "Five grams of mithril at most!"

With a sneer, Connor waved his hand and said calmly, "Not a single gram less of the ten grams of mithril! If you don't agree, then forget it."

After saying that, Connor picked up the teacup on the table, as if to serve tea to a guest and see him off.

Margaret, who had originally planned to bargain with Connor, could only glare at him fiercely when she saw his firm attitude. Then she took out a small box from her spatial ring and threw it to Connor.

"This is five grams of mithril as a deposit. I'll give you the remaining five grams tomorrow on the Ivanka cruise ship. As for the magical item that can block the Divine Eye System, I'll give it to you after the operation is over!"

Having confirmed that the small box Margaret had given him contained five grams of mithril, Connor had no objection to Margaret's method of delivery and nodded, saying, "No problem."

Seeing that Connor had finally given her a positive answer, Margaret's pretty face relaxed, and she gave Connor a deep look before saying, "See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!" Connor replied with a smile.

Without another word, Margaret turned and left through the back garden of the apartment.

After Margaret left, Connor slowly suppressed his smile and sighed softly.

He really hadn't expected Margaret to have such a badge. If he wasn't mistaken, that badge was a Storm Badge, a privately made badge by the Storm Church for bishops and higher-ranking officials to identify their status.

The materials and craftsmanship used to make the Storm Badge are unique to the Storm Church, making it extremely difficult for outsiders to imitate. Furthermore, once the Storm Church discovers that someone is imitating the Storm Badge, that person will face relentless pursuit and death by the Storm Church!

From another perspective, by possessing such a Storm Badge, Margaret has proven her worth to Connor and demonstrated her position within the Church of Storms.

Having such a companion in the Church of Storms would be very beneficial for Connor, and this was a major reason why Connor accepted Marie's invitation.

Connor shook his head and headed to his alchemy workshop on the second floor of the apartment. For him, this was going to be another sleepless night. He would craft some simple but very practical little things to help him complete his mission on the Ivanka cruise ship safely and smoothly!

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"Why are you only arriving now?" In the buffet restaurant on the third floor of the Ivanka cruise ship, Margaret, wearing a veil and with a slender figure disguised as a Persian girl, pretended to put salad on her plate while speaking somewhat discontentedly to the frail scholar behind her.

"Sorry, boat tickets aren't easy to get!" Connor said in a low voice as he placed a honey-glazed pork chop on his plate.

By this time, Connor had already disguised his appearance, transforming into a frail scholar. Even those who knew him well wouldn't recognize him standing right in front of them—he was Connor Ferguson!

At 10:30 a.m., Connor finally finished his alchemy work. Without even taking a short break, Connor hurriedly went to find George.

He wanted to get another first-class, anonymous ticket for the Ivanka luxury cruise ship from George. Although the ship was setting sail that evening, George was very efficient; he went directly to Mr. Cáceres, the director of Seville Shipping Company, which owns the Ivanka luxury cruise ship.

When Connor learned from Cáceres that a first-class, anonymous ticket on the Ivanka luxury cruise ship cost 50 pounds, he was secretly astonished and remembered George's favor.

"Have you found Enrique's room?" Connor glanced around to make sure no one else was paying attention to him and Marit, then asked again in a low voice:

"Found it!" Margaret told Connor the answer without making a sound, using lip reading.

Nodding, Connor whistled again and said, "I live in room 356!" After saying that, Connor ignored Margaret, ordered a few more pieces of grilled steak, turned around and sat down in a seat in the restaurant to enjoy his meal.

As he savored the juicy steak filling his mouth, Connor couldn't help but agree with the adage that expensive things only have one drawback: they're expensive.

The Ivanka Cruises ship is a state-of-the-art luxury cruise ship built three years ago by Seville Shipping at a cost of £150,000. It is 168 meters long, 19 meters wide, has a standard displacement of 39,000 tons, a speed of 15 to 19 knots, and can carry 1,300 passengers or crew.

The Ivanka's superstructure has three floors. Third-class passengers stay on the first floor, second-class passengers on the second floor, and first-class passengers on the third floor. All four staircases are guarded to ensure that passengers staying on lower floors cannot freely enter the upper floors.

Each deck of the Ivanka luxury cruise ship is equipped with a dedicated restaurant, laundry room, and prayer room to ensure the living and entertainment needs of the guests. At the same time, it guarantees that guests can receive immediate rescue in case of an accident while traveling on the Ivanka luxury cruise ship. The Ivanka luxury cruise ship is also equipped with a 15-person medical team, including five Imperial Registered Physicians.

It's worth mentioning that this medical team is located on the third floor of the Ivanka luxury cruise ship, which allows them to ensure that first-class ticket holders can receive emergency assistance within three minutes should any unexpected incidents occur.

Connor didn't know if the other passengers were satisfied with their stay on the Ivanka. But Connor himself was quite content.

The buffet restaurant on the third floor where he is now is the most upscale of the three floors of the Ivanka. Here you can eat the freshest fruits and vegetables, and the chefs are also very good. Connor thinks they are at least at the level of chefs in the Rune Hotel.

As for his room number three, five, or six, although it was only less than twenty square meters in size, Connor felt that the room was only slightly less luxurious and comfortable than his own apartment.

After finishing the food on his plate, Connor wiped his mouth with a napkin, left a ten-pence tip on the table, waved to the quietly standing waitress, signaling her to come and clean up, then turned and left the restaurant toward his room. He knew Margaret would come to his room to find him!

Because it's voice typing, there were more typos than usual. I've already corrected the ones I noticed. I'll get the computer screen replaced when I get home on Saturday, and then it should work normally.

(End of this chapter)