Wizard Earl

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As soon as Hummels touched the restriction on the card, before he could even ask why the other party was contacting him, the deep voice came from the card.

"The person I placed has fallen into your hands!"

Upon hearing this, Hummels was immediately taken aback. After a couple of seconds of contemplation, he said, "You've got it wrong. I haven't assigned any men to target you..."

At this point, Hummels seemed to have thought of something, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes, and then he said in a low voice, "What do your men look like?"

"That's the one you just caught!" The deep voice from the card said directly, without any intention of wasting words with Hummels.

Upon hearing this, Hummels' expression turned somewhat ugly, and he said with a hint of anger, "You planted your people in the Church of Storms."

"snort!"

A cold snort came from the card, followed by the deep voice that echoed from within.

"Doesn't your Storm Church have any people planted here with you?"

Hearing this, Hummels's face remained grim, but he didn't say anything more. He and the other party both knew very well that they had been fighting for most of their lives, so it was impossible for them to completely trust each other. Although they were in contact now, it was only because they had common interests and were adversaries for the time being.

After a long silence, Hummels composed himself and asked again, "Who is that woman?"

"I don't know!" The voice in the card, though still deep, sounded somewhat strange at this moment.

"You didn't say she was one of yours?" Hummels was bewildered by this answer. Now you're asking me for someone, and you don't know her identity? What kind of joke is this?

"This person belongs to the Moro Society. I was just temporarily transferred here to help you, so I don't know this woman's identity. I only know that this woman has a close relationship with that old ghost of the Moro Society. If that old ghost finds out that she has fallen into your hands, he will definitely not let it go..."

Upon hearing this deep voice mention the old devil from the Moro Society, Hummels remained silent, but a hint of apprehension flickered in his eyes. After hearing the answer, Hummels remained silent for a moment, then said somewhat helplessly, "The person has been taken to a secret prison. She suffered some injuries, but her overall condition is not bad, and she is not in any danger. I have arranged for a pharmacist to treat her."

Although Hummels didn't say it directly, the owner of the deep voice understood Hummels' attitude from these words and said somewhat indifferently:

"Of course I understand that you are the Cardinal Archbishop of the Church, the next Pope of the Storm Church. You can't let this woman go and give yourself a reason to be criticized within your own ranks!"

"However, I've already told Hummels about the seriousness of the matter. In short, you'll have to handle it yourself. I can't buy you much time with that old devil from the Moro Society."

Although somewhat annoyed by the other party's attitude, Hummels knew they were telling the truth, so he suppressed his anger, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Do you know where the Church's secret prison in Frosinone is?"

"I don't deny that I have some spies within the Church of Storms, just like the ones you've planted here. However, only those at the level of formal wizards or above should know the location of your secret prison. I don't have Reyes's sophisticated methods!" In response to Hummels's obvious probing, the mysterious, deep voice once again came from the card.

Upon hearing Reyes's name mentioned, Hummels narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "The secret prison is in the underground warehouse of Anterson Park. Arrange for a prison break, but remember, do not harm Romero, who is stationed there; he's one of my men!"

"Hummels is overthinking it. I only have Adolf as my subordinate in Frosinone. Do you really want him to raid your secret prison all by himself?" The voice coming from the card carried a hint of dissatisfaction.

"What about that woman's Moro gang? I doubt she came to Frosinone alone," Hummels retorted with a sneer.

"She certainly didn't come to Frosinone alone, but after arriving in Frosinone, she and her companions were attacked by Reyes's men. Her companions were killed while covering her retreat..."

Upon hearing this, Hummels' expression darkened, and he said coldly, "Is this related to Reyes?"

For the next few minutes, there was no response from the card to his question. Seeing this attitude, Hummels' eyes flashed with a cold light, and he continued, "If you want to take him away, you'd better tell me the whole story!"

Although Hummels spoke calmly, the meaning behind his words was resolute and left no room for doubt. A few seconds after he finished speaking, the deep voice sounded again from the card.

"Actually, it's nothing much. The Moro Society attacked Connor Ferguson, and then Reyes's men attacked him. Not only were the attackers killed, but this woman was also implicated and severely injured. If your men hadn't suddenly appeared, Reyes's subordinates, Southgate and Bispin, would have brought this woman to Reyes!"

Upon hearing this, Hummels couldn't help but show a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Judging from the account, Reyes's actions seem to be retaliation for Connor Ferguson's attack by the Moro Society. But weren't Reyes and Connor Ferguson, this mentor and student, rumored to be sworn enemies?

After pondering for a moment, Hummels, still unable to grasp the logic, slowly spoke up: "You fought alongside Reyes in your early years, co-founding the Secret Society. Don't you know what the relationship is between Reyes and this Connor Ferguson?"

At this question, the card fell silent again. Just as Hummels was getting impatient, the deep voice sounded again.

"I know you'll ask me this, but I can't give you the answer. I'm not afraid to tell you why: I can't see through Reyes. If you have the chance, you should ask Reyes in person. You two are both in Frosinone now, and I believe you'll have a chance to meet soon..."