Wizard Earl

At that time, Bispin received Reyes's order to smuggle D from the East Hoy continent to Rune by ship. He led a few men to a secret warehouse of the Church of Rune Storms, where they stole some items and killed Constantine, the then bishop of the Church of Rune Storms.

After completing the mission, while hiding in a safe house beneath a warehouse in Sassuolo Harbor to evade the Church of the Storm, Reyes sent someone to deliver something to him, and that person was Connor! Because Bispin knew that Reyes had never taken on any students before, he had a very vivid memory of Connor.

Thinking of this, Bispin's expression was somewhat emotional. Although he knew at the time that Connor Ferguson must have had something special to be able to become the professor's student, he never imagined that in less than ten years, the former Connor Ferguson would become a first-class wizard on par with him.

Thinking of this, Bispin seemed to have realized something, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately turned his questioning gaze to Reyes. Although Bispin did not speak, Reyes clearly understood his look, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head, explaining, "Although he became a first-level wizard sooner than I expected, he truly broke through on his own. I thought about using that Borsa Crystal Ball to help him, but he refused with his actions."

Despite Reyes's repeated pronouncements, Bisping remained somewhat skeptical that Connor Ferguson had become a Level One Wizard. However, his brow relaxed a little. If Connor Ferguson truly was a Level One Wizard and possessed the strength Reyes described, then with the two of them working together and taking advantage of an unsuspecting opponent, it didn't seem impossible for them to eliminate that bastard Prince Boateng!

Just as Bispin was plotting how to team up with Connor to complete the task Reyes had given him, Reyes spoke again: "Once you return to Frosinone, I believe you can find Connor Ferguson. He might resist cooperating with you, but that doesn't matter. Just give him this; Connor is a smart man and will make the right decision for him!"

After saying that, Reyes conjured a wooden box out of thin air and handed it to Bispin. Bispin took the box and put it directly into his spatial ring. Then he promised Reyes, "I know what to do."

Reyes nodded in satisfaction and said nothing more. Seeing this, Bispin bowed to Reyes and turned to leave. However, he had only taken three steps when he heard Reyes's voice transmission in his ear. Upon hearing the transmission, Bispin's expression immediately became very interesting. A minute later, when Bispin walked out of the palace garden, his face was full of confidence.

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In Frosinone, the weather was sunny and bright at midday.

In a mysterious meeting room on the top floor of the Grand Agudro Hotel, Prince Boateng sat quietly in the main seat, seemingly lost in thought. After about five minutes of contemplation, Stephanie entered the room. The sound of her footsteps pulled Prince Boateng back to reality, and he immediately looked up at her.

Meeting Prince Boateng's gaze, Stephanie said softly, "Lord Prince, they've arrived!"

Although Stephanie did not specify who "they" were, Prince Boateng clearly knew who she was referring to and nodded slightly.

Upon seeing Prince Boateng nod, Stephanie, who knew she had no right to participate in what was about to happen in this meeting room, bowed to Prince Boateng and quickly left.

About a minute after Stephanie left, footsteps sounded again outside the reception room. Upon hearing these footsteps, Prince Boateng, knowing that the person in charge had arrived, stood up from his seat to show respect to the visitor.

A few seconds later, an old man in a gray robe and a beautiful young girl with a pink scar on her eyebrow entered the reception room.

"Miss Isabella, Mr. Adolf, welcome! Please have a seat!" Looking at the newcomers, Prince Boateng, as the host, forced a smile onto his usually stern face and said:

"Thank you!" Isabella responded with a light laugh and sat down. The gray-robed old man, Adolf, didn't seem to appreciate Prince Boateng's welcome. He simply nodded to him as a greeting and then sat down next to Isabella.

After the guests and hosts were seated, Isabella and Prince Boateng, as the representatives of the royal faction and the Boateng family in this negotiation, did not seem to intend to start the negotiations directly. Instead, they both chose to exchange pleasantries.

The two exchanged pleasantries for nearly ten minutes. Although Isabella was mature beyond her years, perhaps because she was indeed several decades younger than Prince Boateng, she lacked the necessary experience. Seeing that Prince Boateng had no intention of speaking first, she didn't continue with the pleasantries and instead changed the subject, saying:

"Uncle Prince, I've long heard that your Boateng family is not only powerful in the Odin Empire, but also has many businesses in the Kaman Empire. Seeing it today, I can confirm it's true. This Agudero Grand Hotel is actually a property of the Boateng family. That's quite surprising. But it's good this way. With the Agudero Grand Hotel as a cover, our secret society's transactions with you will be much safer!"

Hearing Isabella's flattery, and knowing she was testing him, Prince Boateng felt a little disdainful. He then said indifferently, "Miss Isabella, you jest. This Agudero Grand Hotel was merely built by our family so that our members could have a place to stay in the Kaman Empire, and incidentally make some money. How could it possibly be a transaction between our family and your secret society?"

Seeing that Prince Boateng wasn't taking the bait, Isabella wasn't surprised. If he were so easy to deal with, he wouldn't be the legendary killer of the Boateng family. Looking at Prince Boateng, she continued:

"To express our secret society's sincerity in cooperating with your family this time, I have specially prepared one hundred pieces of Croatian fire coral, transported from the Hoy New World, as a small gift. They should have already been delivered to the Redneck Tavern at No. 15 Hot Spring Street by now. I hope Uncle Prince will have your men receive them!"