Wizard Earl

Chapter 752 Meeting (2)

"Clang! Clang!"

Isabella's fingernails touched the sapphire ring, producing two extremely faint but very crisp sounds.

"What do you mean by that?"

Seeing Isabella's actions, Connor frowned slightly and asked:

The sapphire ring that Isabella took out looked like a spatial ring, both in terms of its energy fluctuations and the feeling it gave off. However, as an alchemist, and a fairly skilled one at that, Connor could still tell that the sapphire ring was a spatial ring, but not entirely a spatial ring!

This sapphire ring is considered a spatial ring because it can indeed store items, and judging from the energy fluctuations it emits, it's of very high quality, containing at least several square meters of space.

However, the reason why this sapphire ring is not entirely a spatial ring is because Connor can sense that in addition to spatial runes, it also contains other energy runes. These energy runes endow the sapphire ring with other functions. As for what these other functions are, Connor has no idea. He can only be sure that this sapphire ring definitely has other functions, and Isabella's flicking of the sapphire ring just now seems to have triggered these other functions of the sapphire spatial ring.

"Now that you've become a Level One Wizard, those two idiots I hired are no match for you. Knowing they couldn't succeed, they still went ahead with it; all I got were two more corpses. So I signaled them to leave!" Isabella put the sapphire ring back into her pocket, glanced at Connor, and said calmly.

Hearing Isabella state so bluntly about arranging for someone to ambush him, Connor's expression remained unchanged, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Seemingly sensing the cold glint in Connor's eyes, Isabella chuckled softly, then waved her hand at Connor and said, "Don't worry! Although I want to take you down, Connor Ferguson, to avenge the arrow I shot you on the train, you're now a Level One wizard, while I'm still a Senior Wizard Apprentice. You could kill me easily, so relax and don't be nervous. I have absolutely no way to deal with you here right now!"

"You seem quite confident?" Connor, whose expression remained unchanged despite hearing Isabella's words, looked at her and said calmly:

Without immediately answering Connor's question, Isabella took out a beautifully packaged bottle of Romano Conti and two crystal glasses from her spatial ring, placing them on the table in front of Connor. She then slowly poured the Romano into each glass, picked up one glass, gently swirled it, and looked up at Connor with a half-smile, saying:

"Of course! Connor Ferguson, since you found us at the address I gave you, it's obvious you've already figured out your teacher's scheme. You're planning to find someone to help you, and at this point, the only ones who can and are interested in helping you are us. Since that's the case, why can't I be a little more confident?"

At this point, Isabella, still disguised as a middle-aged man with a full beard, gave Connor a bright smile. Then she raised her glass to Connor, gesturing for him to pick up another crystal glass on the table containing Romano Conti and toast with him.

Connor glanced at the Roman No. 1 Conti gleaming bright red in the crystal glass, then at Isabella holding the glass, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. Under Isabella's gaze, he picked up the glass from the table. Seeing Connor's action, a smug smile immediately appeared on Isabella's face, but the next second, her smug smile froze completely on her face!

Connor didn't toast with her as she expected. Instead, he poured the "Conti" from his crystal glass into Isabella's raised glass. After doing this, Connor had no more regrets. He took out a five-pound note from his wallet, threw it on the table, gestured to the waiter standing outside the private room to settle the bill, and then, without saying a word, showing no lingering affection for Isabella, turned and walked out of the private room.

Watching Connor walk away with an air of nonchalance under the bar lights, Isabella's face turned pale and then red. She realized that, after the humiliation she suffered on the train last time, she had perhaps underestimated Connor Ferguson, the heir to the Earl!

After leaving the Westerkron bar, Connor did not go straight back to his lodging in Frosinone, the Grand Agudro Hotel. Instead, he cautiously circled the Frosinone city center twice in the darkness to make sure he was not followed before returning to the Grand Agudro Hotel.

Back in his room, Connor's face was also very serious. Judging from Isabella's behavior today, it was clear that the royal faction she represented had been preparing for today's meeting. And the bottle of Romano Conti that Isabella took out at the end was, in Connor's eyes, Isabella's implication to him: We have conducted a very detailed investigation into you. We know your preferences and habits. Connor Ferguson, you better behave!

Having done so much preparation, the Royal Faction certainly wouldn't have done it in vain. There's no doubt they have the idea of ​​cooperating with him. However, it's equally clear that the cooperation the Royal Faction wants isn't the kind of equal cooperation Connor desires. The Royal Faction wants him to become their subordinate, to submit to their orders. That's why Isabella puts on a show of confidence and actively provokes him, all to put pressure on Connor!

Connor was not surprised by Isabella and the faction she represented today. In fact, their actions were within his expectations. After all, for a powerful group like the Duke, who was rumored to be a third-level wizard, even if he became a first-level wizard, he would only gain a little weight in their eyes, far from being able to have an equal dialogue with them!

And most importantly, the current situation is that I need the help of the Duke's faction to deal with Reyes in order to ensure my own safety, rather than the Duke's faction needing my help to deal with Reyes!

(End of this chapter)