Wizard Earl

Chapter 172 Margaret's Request!

"Possibly an alchemist, with powerful mental strength?" The man in black sitting opposite Mr. Emery seemed to have thought of something and murmured softly.

"That's right. Having broken through the minor illusion array, recognized the Palades array, taken the alchemy furnace, and possessing so many enchanted items, I think the probability of this attacker being an alchemist is very high. Furthermore, when this person fought my men, they used a mental shock to knock them all unconscious!" Mr. Emery stated confidently.

The man in black was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly, "I think I know who this person is!"

"Who is it?" Mr. Emery frowned.

"He's one of us! He probably didn't know your identity, which is why he did that. He only refrained from killing you after recognizing you through the small illusion array. Don't ask too many questions about this person. As for the compensation for the alchemy furnace, didn't you apply to the organization for a bottle of elemental enhancement potion last time? I can approve it for you!" the man in black said calmly.

"He cut off one of my men's arms!" Upon hearing the man in black's words, Mr. Emery paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, his tone full of displeasure:

"Reattach the severed limb or use bio-modification, choose one!" The man in black did not hesitate to offer his solution to Mr. Emery's dissatisfaction.

"I want him to choose for himself!" Upon hearing the man in black utter the word "biological modification," a look of surprise appeared in Mr. Emery's eyes.

"No problem, I'll give you three days. After three days, have your man take the mind-control drug and then send him to the usual spot!" the man in black said decisively.

"I don't want to know this person's identity, but I want to be sure that this person won't expose me!" After a moment's hesitation, Mr. Emery decided to ask anyway.

"So what if your identity is exposed? So what if it isn't? The professor promised you that as long as you are loyal to him, he will always guarantee the safety of you and your family! You should also know very well how you got everything you have now. Without the professor, there would be no wealthy businessman, Mr. Emery, today!" The man in black spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

The man in black's sarcasm did not anger Mr. Emery. He stared at the man in black and said, word by word, "Over the years, I have served the professor diligently. Even if I haven't done anything particularly meritorious, I have certainly put in a lot of hard work!"

"Emery, you have undoubtedly rendered meritorious service to the Professor, but has the Professor ever treated you unfairly for your contributions? Besides your current wealth and status, who gave you your current strength? And I might as well tell you, Paquetá once suspected your identity, and it was the Professor who arranged for the problem to be solved for you!" the man in black said coldly.

"You mean...?" Emery wasn't stupid; the man in black's words clearly made him realize something, and his eyes instantly lit up with surprise.

"Just follow the professor's instructions and do it with confidence!" Without answering Emery's questions directly, the man in black continued.

Seeing that the man in black seemed to have tacitly agreed, Emery, usually so composed, could no longer hide his joy. He nodded heavily and replied, "I will immediately hand over the silver dollars and herbs to the Valencia Merchant Guild for shipment. I have also acquired a batch of the items the professor asked me to purchase, and they will be transported to the safe house as soon as possible!"

"Excellent! As Emperor Raul said, 'An army is raised for a thousand days to be used for one.' Now is the time for you to demonstrate your worth to the professor!" the man in black said with satisfaction.

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"You want me to kill someone for you?" Connor frowned, looking at Margaret, who sat on his sofa with a dark expression, and asked in return:

"That's right! Connor, you have to help me this time. If you don't, I'll have to do it myself, and nobody knows what will happen then!" Margaret said coldly, her tone full of naked killing intent and bloodlust.

Hearing Margaret's reply, Connor narrowed his eyes and sat down on the sofa opposite her. He had warned Margaret last time, and she should have understood his stance. Yet this time she had made a request again, clearly indicating that the situation was dangerous for her. If he didn't intervene, things might get complicated for Margaret…

Connor still values ​​his collaboration with Margaret. Without Margaret's connection, he would have to find another channel. He wouldn't give up so easily unless he was absolutely sure he wanted to!

"Same as always. If you want my help, tell me everything from beginning to end!" Connor weighed the pros and cons in his mind and finally decided to give Margaret a chance.

Seemingly surprised by Connor's quick agreement, Margaret was somewhat taken aback, but she quickly organized her thoughts and said, "You should already understand. I stayed in Rune because Elena was unwilling to leave in such an dishonorable way. Therefore, I became a thorn in the side of that old man Edel. He not only transferred me from my original position but also assigned an arbitrator named Walker, who has been constantly looking for dirt on me!"

"I have to admit, this Walker is very capable, so I have to make sure his mouth stays shut forever!" Perhaps understanding Connor's personality, Margaret was very direct and frank.

"Give me some time, I need to confirm what you're saying!" Although he roughly believed Margaret's words, Connor was still very cautious.

To Connor's surprise, Margaret refused his request. She shook her head and said with a wry smile, "Connor, I can't give you time. If you don't agree now, I'll have to do it myself the day after tomorrow!"

Connor remained silent, his eyes fixed on Margaret's face, waiting for her to give him an explanation.

"I just got the news too. A guy who knows I'm studying blood magic will be coming to Rune the day after tomorrow to meet Walker. So I'm doomed if I don't kill them both. And that old bastard Edel sent me on a mission the day after tomorrow!" Without dodging Connor's questioning, Margaret's beautiful eyes were filled with madness. It was clear that she was now desperate.

"Time, place, and the opponent's strength!" Connor pondered for a moment before speaking:

Connor felt extremely bitter. He knew he had two choices: either help Margaret through this or kill her in his apartment now to silence her. Otherwise, whether Margaret succeeded or not the day after tomorrow, she was very likely to be discovered by the church.

(End of this chapter)