Count of Wizards - Chapter 1109

“The Earl of Wizard(

“The Magic Mirror Project should be real, but I don’t know the entire contents of the Magic Mirror Project, but what I know is that there is really a space teleportation circle in Godasburg, if it’s not for fear of ruining that space teleportation. The magic circle will anger the imperial military and the earth gods. Before the action started, I had already destroyed the space teleportation circle…” Reyes said to the end, in his tone of voice. Bring a little helpless.

“My informant at St. Antis Church did not tell me that Hummels has left, St. Antis Church!” The mysterious person hiding in the dark said in a deep voice:

“Believe that after my incident, the Storm Church will definitely conduct a strict internal inspection, especially your department, so you’d better not contact your people anymore, let them all enter a dormant state, this will maximize Protect them and let them contribute to the real battle between us and the Storm Church in the future!” Reyes advised:

“Okay, I know what to do!” The mysterious person seemed to be able to listen to Reyes’ opinions.

After a short silence, Reyes raised his sword eyebrows, as if thinking of something, and asked nonchalantly, “How is the situation with this little guy, Connor?”

“I haven’t realized what is happening now, right? I heard that Margaret next to Elena is planning to arrange a meeting between Connor and Elena.

“As for Margaret now that she has escaped, she should go to Connor. We still don’t know how Connor is going, but this is not difficult, it only takes a moment!” The mysterious man, Told Reyes;

“Don’t worry about Connor, I still don’t have the energy to deal with him. Now this hunting game between us and the Storm Church is just beginning. I have a hunch that we will meet soon, Archbishop Hummels. An old friend of ours!” Reyes said with a confident smile on his face:

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At noon in Frosinone, people in the Alux community came and went. On the bustling pedestrian street, groups of vendors were selling their small commodities along the street.

“Mysterious mirror! Use it to see anything, things will be magnified ten times, it is said that you can see other people’s souls, the number is limited, buy first and look first…”

“White intestines! White intestines! Freshly baked white intestines, pigs that were just killed in the morning, will be ready at noon. Buy one for only five pence!

“The best disinfectant, with this kind of medicine, no matter what kind of poison can be wiped out immediately…”

“Collect old clothes! Replace the old clothes that you don’t wear for scissors, farm tools, eggs, any old clothes…”

Listening to the yelling of these vendors, Connor, who was disguised as a middle-aged red-haired man, walked on the pedestrian street. His eyes flickered, and he spoke to the brunette woman next to him; “Margaret, what are you doing? What are you looking for?”

After spending a night in the cabin in Paquette Park, Margaret’s injuries have been well recovered, just when Connor thought that she would also recover the remaining injuries, Margaret La Connor came here suddenly without any signs. Connor asked her why, but Margaret didn’t say anything.

Hearing Connor’s transmission, Margaret, who was disguised as a brunette, looked around, then hesitated and said: “Connor, I have a batch of things hidden around here. I want to Take them out.”

After listening to Margaret’s words, although Connor’s doubts were slightly reduced, more doubts arose. What was it that made Marguerite so concerned and made her Come out to take it when your own injury is not profitable? .

Although there was doubt in her mind, since Margaret did not take the initiative to say what it was, Connor did not take the initiative to ask. Half an hour later, Margaret took Connor with him, like a headless fly, in the pedestrian street. I went back and forth several times, but I couldn’t find it. Where is the goal?

Seeing that she couldn’t find her goal, Margaret became a little impatient. Connor finally couldn’t help it anymore. He directly asked Margaret through voice transmission: “Margaret, you hide things in Where is it?”

Hearing Connor’s inquiry, Margaret pondered for two seconds, but decided to tell Connor frankly, and whispered back in a low voice: “Actually, it’s not what I hid. It was to reduce battle casualties a few days ago. The Church of St. Antis sent Frosinone a batch of very precious potions.”

“Since this batch of potions needs to be stored under refrigerated conditions all day long and cannot be stored in the space ring~www.mtlnovel.com~, they were not placed on the wizard’s body, but were sent to Frosino through a secret channel. Inside, and for some reason, these potions were not stored in the Mensaka Manor, or the Storm Church in the church of Ruen, but were stored secretly.”

“In that case, Margaret, don’t you know where this batch of things is stored?” Connor immediately became interested when he heard that it was a batch of precious potions. Special question:

In response to Connor’s question, Marguerite, who frowned slightly, nodded and then shook her head. Seeing this, Connor, who had been hung up by Margaret, felt confused in her heart. She didn’t know Margaret. What does Grete mean by this.

Margaret naturally saw Connor’s doubts. She organized the language and explained to Connor: “When I escaped from Mensaka Manor, I met Frosinone’s Bishop Quadraco, he is a simple pastor. He is a civilian candidate in the Church of the Storm, and he is not good at fighting. So as soon as Quadraco met Reyes, he was beaten by Reyes. If it weren’t for Reyes’s anxious injury, go to the nephew Jovic to give first aid to Cuadraco, and he didn’t have the energy to talk to Quadraco. Quadraco would have died on the spot.”

“Although Quadraco managed to escape by chance in Reyes’ hands, it is actually just lingering. When I met him, he was already dead. Before he died, Quadraco took the potion He told me about the incident, but he was telling me that after the potion was hidden in the Aleus community, he had not had time to tell me the more detailed address, and he had already died of an injury… ·······” At the end, Marguerite’s eyes showed a very clear look of helplessness.