Wizard Earl

After carefully listening to Margaret's explanation, and trusting her, Connor smiled and nodded, saying, "Margaret, I believe your judgment. I plan to clean up the family affairs in the meantime. Have him come to Ferguson Mansion to see me in a week!"

Hearing Connor's words, Margaret looked somewhat troubled. She sighed softly and then said to Connor, "Connor, let me be honest with you. Lorenzo was the superior officer of a very close elder of mine in the Imperial Army. He did my elder a great favor, and before he passed away, he specifically instructed me to repay Lorenzo Pellegrini if ​​I had the chance!"

"The predicament Lorenzo's train parts processing business is facing is normal business competition. Moreover, his opponent is the Bartomeu conglomerate, which has deep roots and extensive connections within the empire. So even if I wanted to help him out of this predicament, I am powerless to do so. All I can do is help him find another way to survive!"

"Lorenzo Pellegrini is impeccable in both ability and character. However, no one is perfect, and he is no exception. His biggest flaw is that he is somewhat proud and dislikes asking for help..."

Margaret stopped there, but Connor understood her meaning. He waved his hand and smiled, saying, "It's alright, Margaret. Since he doesn't want to come, I'll arrange for someone to come instead!"

"Connor, can't you go see him yourself?" Hearing Connor's words, Margaret finally couldn't hold back and said directly to Connor:

Margaret's words surprised Connor. Was Lorenzo Pellegrini really that arrogant? Not only did he want to invite him to come out of retirement, but he also wanted Connor to personally go and invite him?

If it were anyone else, Connor wouldn't have bothered with him at all. However, since it was Margaret who had asked him for help, he hesitated for a moment, but ultimately nodded reluctantly, indicating to Margaret that he had agreed to her request.

Upon seeing Connor agree, Margaret's beautiful face lit up with joy. She gently kissed Connor on the cheek as a reward, then began to instruct him, "Connor, Lorenzo is currently staying at the Keft Manor outside Frosinone. He's a man who places great importance on aristocratic etiquette, so when you go to invite him, remember that!"

"Don't worry! Since I promised you, I won't let you down!" Connor said in a deep voice. From Margaret's repeated entrustment, it was clear that Lorenzo Pellegrini was very important to Margaret, so Connor would naturally treat him with care.

Having received a positive reply from Connor, Margaret nodded in relief. After a few seconds of contemplation, she set up a barrier in the room, enveloping both her and Connor, and then began to whisper in Connor's ear.

Inside the barrier, listening to Margaret's story, Connor's originally calm expression instantly became unusually solemn and doubtful.

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A few days later, in the study of Ferguson's mansion in the Hoffenheim neighborhood of Frosinone, Arbeloa was reporting to Connor.

"Reporting to Master Connor, as you instructed, the first phase targets a total of nine people. I have already thought out how to deal with them. For example, Lautaro Ferguson, one of the targets, had a mistress outside, but this mistress had a husband. So I plan to disguise Lautaro's death as a crime of passion and frame the mistress's husband, and then disguise the mistress's husband as committing suicide out of guilt."

"And then there's this Vecino. He's not a womanizer, but he's a heavy drinker. He often goes to a tavern called Thiago with his friends, so I plan to put something in his drink to make his death look like alcohol poisoning..." Arbeloa enthusiastically introduced his "accident" maker to Connor, ending with him excitedly saying, "Just give the order, Young Master Connor, and I can act anytime. I expect it will only take a month to get rid of these family parasites without anyone noticing!"

After listening to Arbeloa's report, Connor nodded slightly and said calmly, "Arbeloa, you handled this matter quite well, but we'll have to wait a little longer!"

"Yes!" Arbeloa replied respectfully.

Seemingly remembering something, Connor gazed intently at Arbeloa. He didn't speak, simply staring at Arbeloa. Under Connor's gaze, Arbeloa also seemed to have thought of something, but feeling guilty, he didn't dare meet Connor's eyes.

The tense, eerie atmosphere lasted for several seconds before Arbeloa finally succumbed to the pressure Connor was exerting on him. He collapsed to his knees at Connor's feet, weeping and confessing, "Young Master Connor, I'm so sorry. I've betrayed your trust. I didn't do as you instructed to kill Jack Ferguson and Eugenia's three children. I gave them a mind-numbing drug; they won't remember anything from before. They pose no threat to you..."

Seeing Arbeloa confess to him, Connor nodded, knowing that this guy wasn't completely hopeless. Because of the restrictions placed in Arbeloa's divine sea, Connor, as a psychic wizard, could know anything Arbeloa did if he wanted to, which meant that Arbeloa had no secrets from Connor.

If it weren't for the fact that Arbeloa was one of the few capable people in the Ferguson family who could do things on his own, Connor wouldn't have given him a chance to live and would have killed him with a wave of his hand. However, if this guy had spoken a few seconds earlier and Connor hadn't seized the opportunity, he would have had no choice but to reluctantly send him on his way!

"I really dislike people doing things behind my back, but considering how diligently you've worked for me these past few days, Arbeloa, I'm giving you a choice. Within three days, either hand over those three children, or you say goodbye to your family!" Connor said calmly, his gaze fixed on Arbeloa.