Count of Wizards

This time, Professor Reyes didn't reply, but just waved his hand, indicating that Connor could act.

Putting the small box into his arms, Connor bowed slightly to Reyes, then turned and left directly.

Seeing Connor leaving his office, Reyes, who was dealing with official documents, suddenly stopped what he was doing, a faint smile appeared on his elegant face and he said to himself: "Connor, this little guy, I didn't expect to be a genius in alchemy, it seems that after this matter is dealt with, the plan can start to be arranged..."

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Sitting in the taxi, Connor squinted and stared out the window, but his hands were in his pockets, stroking the small box that Reyes gave him.

To tell the truth, looking at those muscular men hidden in the crowd outside the window, dressed in casual clothes, with a bulging waist, and vigilantly observing the men around him, Connor had the urge to open the small box Reyes gave him.

He was really curious about what kind of thing would make Reyes let himself, his so-called apprentice, risk the possibility of being discovered by the military police and the church, to send an obviously dangerous item?

When Reyes made a request to himself, Connor knew that he had no right to refuse, even though he clearly knew that this matter would put him in a very dangerous situation!

"Sooner or later, I will control my own destiny!" Connor clenched his fists forcefully, his nails pierced deeply into his flesh, his face became a little ferocious,

Connor didn't ask Reyes about what was in this small box, because he knew that if Reyes wanted him to know, he would tell him without asking, but if Reyes didn't want to tell him, then If he asked, it was nothing more than an unnecessary move!

If this thing belonged to someone else, he might have opened the box now to see what kind of bullshit it contained, but this small box was given to him by Reyes, and Connor became a little jealous. After studying "Reyes Alchemy", Connor knew very well what kind of terrifying accomplishments his mentor, Professor Reyes, had in alchemy!

Let's not talk about whether I can open this small box, but if I open this small box and see what's inside, maybe Reyes will find out about his little trick in the next second!

"Alas..." Sighing, Connor stopped rubbing the small box in his pocket. For the present, there is no good way, but to take a step at a time. Who will be Mr. Bisping in a while!

Relying on his aristocratic status and some "money ability", Connor walked out of Loen City fairly smoothly.

"Sir, the Sassuolo Pier is ahead!" When Connor could already smell the wet and salty sea breeze, the taxi he was riding in also stopped, and the coachman with gray hair said respectfully to Connor :

Pulling out a five shilling bill from his wallet, Connor handed it to the coachman, "Please, the old man has brought me here, please wait here for me, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch the carriage back to the city, this is the travel expenses here, Going back is another matter!"

Seeing the five shillings that Connor handed over, the gray-haired coachman swallowed, and said with some trepidation: "Sir, it's not so much, two shillings and five pence are enough!"

With a chuckle, Connor stuffed the banknotes into the coachman's hand and said lightly, "Old man, I told you to take it and you can take it!"

"Thank you sir, thank you sir! I will definitely wait here for your master's return!" Folding the money carefully and putting it in his pocket, the coachman assured Connor, patted his chest:

Nodding his head, Connor straightened his coat, then got off the carriage and walked towards the huge pier in front of him.

The Sassuolo Wharf is the top three super wharfs in Ruen, a seaport city. Every day, hundreds of cargo ships plying to and from the Ocean of Storms stop at the Sassuolo Wharf. The Loen Council has just passed the "Wharf Railway Plan" with an absolute majority. It plans to spend 500,000 pounds in the next three to five years to build and expand the urban area and the port of Sassuolo, including seven large Loen hotels. The railway at the pier.

Although the urban area of ​​Ruen is still under a state of major inspection, it seems that all these disturbances have not affected the port of Sassuolo. There are still countless workers in the port who are busy working, one ship after another. The black-smoky cargo ship sailed into the harbour.

Blending into the pier very easily, Connor began to look for the No. 7 warehouse that Reyes said.

"Excuse me, where is Warehouse No. 7?" Because the pier is too huge, and it's Connor's first time here, he couldn't find the Warehouse No. 7 he was looking for after searching for a long time. He was able to greet the little female worker in front of him who seemed to have just gotten off work and asked for directions.

"Go forward for about 500 meters, just turn left!" The little worker, who was only about sixteen or seventeen years old, said timidly, and after pointing to a direction for Connor, she blushed and ran away.

This made Connor, who was about to take out his wallet to give a tip, shook his head in surprise.

Following the direction pointed out by the little girl worker, Connor walked over, and as he continued to walk, there were fewer and fewer dock workers, and when he saw the word "seven" on the warehouse, he was the only one nearby, Just when Connor was looking around, ready to find someone, he clearly felt a spiritual force probing him.

However, just when Connor frowned slightly, thinking about whether to do something, Connor's face suddenly changed drastically, and he found an extremely terrifying spiritual power locked on him like a prehistoric monster!

Taking a deep breath, and after a little calculation, Connor raised his hands in a very lonely manner, and said in a deep voice: "I don't have any hostility, I'm just a delivery person!"

Three seconds after Connor spoke, a deep baritone voice came from his ear: "Who sent you here?"

"My mentor!" After hesitating for a while, Connor said vaguely on purpose;

"Professor Reyes?" the baritone asked back:

Seeing that the other party said the name of Professor Reyes, Connor felt relieved, but he still asked tentatively: "You are?"

"I'm Bisping!" said the deep baritone, and as soon as the words fell, Connor found a tall and powerful middle-aged Caucasian man with blue eyes, but his left eye seemed to be injured. .

The middle-aged man who called himself "Bisping" looked at Connor, and then said in a low voice, "Follow me!" After speaking, the strong man turned around and walked towards a nearby warehouse without hesitation.