Wizard Earl

"Prince, you're late for the agreed time!" The handsome young man glanced at the travel-worn Prince Boateng, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and said with slight displeasure. Surprisingly, despite his youthful appearance, his voice was remarkably aged, creating a stark contrast with his appearance.

"Bernardeschi, I ran into some trouble on my way here and was delayed a bit." Prince Boateng wasn't surprised by the handsome young man's dissatisfaction, and casually explained before turning his gaze to the thin, old man silently smoking his pipe beside him and asking, "Kulusevski, did you find anything out about Khabib and the others?"

Upon hearing Prince Boateng's question, the gaunt old man known as Kulusevski stopped puffing on his cigarette, chuckled, and said, "I haven't even used any methods on Habib's three henchmen yet, and they all confessed obediently. But that kid Habib is a tough nut to crack. I used several methods on him, and he withstood them all. However, even the strongest will has its limits, and he probably won't make it through the night!"

"Very good!" Prince Boateng nodded slightly, seemingly quite satisfied with Kulusevski's answer.

"My lords, now that the progress of the interrogation has been reported, there's nothing more for me to do. I'll go back and continue interrogating Habib!" The skinny old man, Kulusevsky, knew very well why Prince Boateng had asked him first, so after reporting the situation, he very tactfully bowed to Bernardeschi and Prince Boateng, and then left the secret warehouse through the underground passage on his own.

Neither Prince Boateng nor Bernardeschi spoke after Kulusevski's departure. A minute later, when their mental senses confirmed Kulusevski had completely left the passage, Bernardeschi turned to Prince Boateng and asked, "Where is the thing?"

Hearing Bernardeschi's aged voice, Prince Boateng took out a ring box from his coat pocket. Although the ring box was the same spatial item that contained a hundred pieces of Croatian fire coral in the basement of the Redneck Tavern that day, it now had two extremely tiny seals affixed to it.

Upon seeing the seal on the ring box in Prince Boateng's hand, Bernardeschi's expression immediately turned cold, and he said to Prince Boateng in a chilling voice, "You don't trust me?"

“That’s right!” Prince Boateng said without hesitation, and before Bernardeschi could get angry, he continued, “This is of utmost importance. For this little thing, I’ll most likely have to go and guard the Guadalcanal Mine Ruins, so unless it’s Cabio Boateng himself, I don’t trust anyone!”

After speaking about Prince Boateng, he pushed the sealed ring box in front of him, and the ring box immediately floated in mid-air in front of Bernardeschi.

Bernardeschi, who was initially furious and about to explode upon hearing Prince Boateng's statement of distrust, miraculously refrained from acting upon hearing the words "guarding the Gwadar Magic Mine Ruins." Perhaps sensing the cruel punishment that awaited him, he gave Prince Boateng a deep look, carefully examining the ring box floating before him before gently placing it in his robes. Then, as if making a promise, he said to the expressionless Prince Boateng, "I will give this to the patriarch!"

Knowing Bernardeschi's formidable strength, Prince Boateng, having received the promise, seemed to have a tremendous weight lifted from his shoulders. A hint of relief appeared on his usually icy, stern face. However, he couldn't help but remind Bernardeschi, "When you return, don't take the route the family gave you. It's better to take a couple more days than to fail, but make sure the item is safely delivered to Carbio. Remember! You must personally deliver the item to Carbio!"

As he spoke, Prince Boateng's eyes remained fixed on Bernardeschi's face. Bernardeschi, understanding the unspoken meaning behind Prince Boateng's words, also had a glint in his eyes. Then, under Prince Boateng's gaze, he solemnly nodded, indicating that he understood.

Having done all that, Prince Boateng finally breathed a sigh of relief, waved to Bernardeschi, and said, "I've finished explaining things, I should go now!" He turned to leave, but before he could take a single step, he heard Bernardeschi's aged voice again.

"My lord, before I left West Ham, I received news that the situation in the capital, Bernabéu, has reached a stalemate because all parties are restraining each other and no one dares to make the first move. My lord warned you to be careful. Reyes is a man who values ​​his promises, and this stalemate has given him an opportunity. He is very likely to send someone to deal with you!"

Bernardeschi paused for a moment before continuing in a calm voice, "To thank you for reminding me, I'll also give you some news. I heard from an old friend that Reyes seems to have custom-made a top-tier second-tier enchanted item for Bispin, and for the past few days, Bispin has been hiding in the Fatti Manor in the Bernabéu of the Imperial Capital under the pretext of testing enchanted items. No one has seen him for several days!"

Thank you!

Having heard every word Bernardeschi said clearly, Prince Boateng's expression hardened, his pupils contracted slightly, and a second later he spoke in a deep voice to Bernardeschi behind him. After speaking, he did not hesitate and also left the secret warehouse through the secret passage.

Prince Boateng, who had just left the secret warehouse, seemed to be in a very heavy mood. He looked around the street for a while and saw a barbecue restaurant that was still bustling in the middle of the night. He went up, spent two shillings, packed three pounds of roast beef and five bottles of vodka, and left in a hurry.

With a package of grilled meat and beer, Prince Boateng arrived alone at the Florentino Bell Tower, a landmark building in Frosinone, standing 27 meters tall. Sitting atop the tower, overlooking the crowds under the night sky, Prince Boateng began to enjoy a bite of grilled beef and a sip of beer.