Wizard Earl

Although they didn't know what the sudden gray smoke around them was, it was clear that encountering such a strange gray smoke was not a good thing. In shock, Eugenia and her bodyguards instinctively wanted to run back to the carriage and drive away from there.

Unfortunately, although their movement speed was not very fast, the gray mist spread too quickly. The caravan did not go very far before being caught up by the gray smoke. After inhaling the gray smoke, both men and horses immediately lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground without exception.

A minute later, the convoy fell silent. The disappearance of the gray fog, just as its appearance, was completely without warning, vanishing into the air and leaving only a mess on the ground…

Just then, Arbeloa, dressed in a gray robe, emerged from the surroundings and entered the caravan. Seeing the people lying slumped and unconscious on the ground and the horses pulling the carts, Arbeloa, who had come on Connor's orders, spared none of them, mechanically and emotionlessly reaping the lives of the creatures before him.

A few minutes later, Arbeloa, who had killed Eugenia, Jack Ferguson, and the others, walked to the last carriage in the caravan. He opened the carriage door and looked at the three children inside—one man and two women—who had also inhaled the gray smoke and were unconscious. A complex expression finally appeared on his cold face again.

These three children are Jack Ferguson and Eugenia's children. Arbeloa had met them once at a Ferguson family party. The eldest of the three children, Henry, was only five years older than his daughter, while the other two were about the same age as Arbeloa's daughter. They were all classmates in Ferguson family primary school.

Arbeloa was also a father, and an absolutely good one at that. He could ruthlessly take dozens of lives, but he found it difficult to kill these three children, who were about the same age as his daughter…

Looking at the three children who had fallen into a deep sleep, Arbeloa was caught in a deep dilemma. On one hand, there was the order Connor had given him that he could not refuse; on the other hand, there was his conscience, which had not been completely extinguished. He pondered for a long time but still could not make a decision. As the sky grew brighter and people could appear at any moment, Arbeloa knew that he could not delay any longer and had to make a decision as soon as possible. Otherwise, if someone discovered what was going on here, things would be in trouble!

After hesitating for another minute, Arbeloa looked at the three children still fast asleep in the carriage, unaware of what had happened. Finally, a resolute look appeared on his face. He took a deep breath, took out a small medicine bottle from his spatial ring, poured out three small red pills, and fed them to the three children.

As the small red pill was fed into the mouths of the three children, it began to take effect. The faces of the three unconscious children gradually turned into expressions of extreme pain, and their bodies began to tremble, as if they were experiencing some kind of excruciating agony. Seeing this, Arbeloa was not surprised. He sighed softly, his expression one of utter helplessness.

A minute later, the pain on the faces of the three unconscious children gradually faded, and their trembling stopped. However, they looked very weak at this moment.

After doing all this, Arbeloa carried the three unconscious children out of the carriage and placed them in the nearby woods. Then, Arbeloa poured the kerosene that Connor had given him onto the corpses and carriages in the caravan. He then lit a match and threw it into the kerosene. Instantly, flames engulfed everything. Seeing this, Arbeloa nodded in satisfaction, and then, with the three children, disappeared into the wilderness.

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"Young Master Connor, you're finally back!"

In the council chamber of Ferguson Manor, Butler Martinez, looking at Connor Ferguson with a smile on his face, remarked with a sigh:

Six hours ago, Butler Martinez returned to Ferguson Manor with Frosinone's armed forces. With their arrival, the group of men in black recruited by Domenech to launch a rebellion at Ferguson Manor scattered like birds. Ferguson Manor was back under Butler Martinez's control, and Connor Ferguson appeared before everyone, announcing his return as the first in line to the throne to the entire Ferguson family!

"Old Butler, I've heard about Father's passing. I'm so sorry! I'm back too late to see him one last time!" Connor said apologetically to the old man before him, who had given everything for the Ferguson family.

Connor knew very well that with him deliberately keeping his face hidden, the Ferguson family was in turmoil, and everyone had their own agenda. It was quite remarkable that Butler Martinez had managed to hold things together until now!

In response to Connor's apology, Butler Martinez comforted him, saying, "Connor, although I don't know where you've been these past few days, I understand you must have had your reasons. I believe your father understands you. Now, the most important thing is for Connor to successfully take over the family and become the Earl of Ferguson!"

Hearing the implication in Butler Martinez's words, Connor, who already had plans for the Ferguson family's future development, felt a slight stirring in his heart. However, he still pretended to be nonchalant and asked Butler Martinez, "Old Butler, do you have any thoughts?"

In response to Connor's inquiry, Butler Martinez spoke frankly: "Young Master Connor, after this armed rebellion, the family is in a state of panic. However, this is actually a very suitable time for you to inherit the position of family head. Young Master Connor, you only need to announce within the family that only Meneck, Bernardo, Jack Ferguson, and other ringleaders will be held responsible, and no one else will be pursued. Everyone will be grateful to you and will support you as the new family head!"

When Connor saw that Butler Martinez had asked him to win people over by promising not to hold others accountable, he didn't show any outward reaction, but he was still somewhat regretful inside. However, he could understand Martinez's choice to ask Butler Martinez to do so. After all, the old man didn't know his current strength. In order to ensure that he could inherit the family smoothly, he could only choose the safest method. Sacrificing some things for this was acceptable.