Count of Wizards

Looking down at the paper bag in his hand, Connor's face became dumbfounded, and behind the dumbfounding Connor's eyes showed a hint of anticipation.

This paper bag contains a set of exquisite and bold lingerie. Leonie, the owner of this lingerie store, forced him to say that men came to her shop and returned without something. It is easy to make people suspicious. Yes, so in order not to arouse suspicion, Connor had no choice but to accept this gift reluctantly, and... changed it to Varga's size.

Clenching the paper bag in his hand, Connor was undoubtedly looking forward to it even more. A week later, Varga's arrival...

At this moment when Connor was immersed in wonderful fantasies, what he never imagined was that at this time, in an extremely luxurious conference room in the Origi Building in the East District, which was only five streets away from him, an attack against him A storm is taking shape.

"Barack, how much progress has the new Cathedral of Storms made?" In the conference room, Edel, the current Bishop of Loen Church of the Storms, who is dressed in majestic bishop attire, is sitting on the left and right sides with his sharp eyes. The eight high-ranking church members, his eyes wandered for a while, and finally focused on a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses at the end of his right hand and asked:

Under the gaze of Edel's sharp eyes like a falcon, this Mr. Barack seemed to be very nervous. He stood up quickly, and without speaking, he directly faced Edel who was sitting on the main seat, who was extremely respectful. Bowed ten degrees, and then said:

"Replying to the respected bishop, the construction of the new Storm Cathedral is being built by the Origi Construction Company under the name of Sir Origi. I checked it three days ago. The Origi Construction Company is working overtime in accordance with your important instructions, Bishop. Work hard, and strive to complete the construction of the New Storm Cathedral within two years as you said, Bishop! At present, two-thirds of the theme work for the construction of the New Storm Cathedral has been completed. I am very confident that all the construction work will be completed according to the time limit given by you, Bishop!"

Mr. Barak's words and respectful attitude sounded very useful to Edel, and his originally stern face softened a bit. He nodded in satisfaction, and then told him in an affirmative tone. Said: "Sir Origi is a loyal believer of the goddess and a reliable supporter of the church. When the church needs it, he can lend his private property to the church as a temporary headquarters free of charge. For such loyal people, the church must give them their due. Got reward!"

"Yes, I understand! All the construction funds for the New Storm Cathedral in the early stage totaled 30,000 gold bills, which have been paid to Sir Origi according to the contract. I am also trying my best to collect the remaining 70,000 gold bills. Please rest assured, Lord Bishop, I will definitely pay all the money to Sir Origi before the payment date in the contract!" Mr. Barak pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, took a deep breath and was very sure said:

"Very good! Barack, I really believe in your ability!" Hearing what he wanted, a smile finally appeared on Edel's old face. He stretched out his hand to press Barack, indicating that he could sat down.

Seeing the smile appearing on Edel's face, Barack completely let go of the worries in his heart, bowed deeply at ninety degrees to Edel again, sat down in his seat, and finished all this Barak quietly took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead...

After listening to some reports from his subordinates and deciding on some daily affairs of the church, Edel coughed lightly, looked around all the people in the conference room and said coldly: "Except for the arbitrator and the intelligence department, Everyone else can leave!"

Hearing Edel's order, except for a man and a woman sitting at the top of Edel's left and right, the rest of the six senior members of the Loen Church, including Mr. Barack, all stood up one after another and pointed at Edel. Del saluted and turned to leave.

And when one of the six people, a peerless red-haired beauty, was about to leave the room, Edel, who was sitting at the head of the conference room, suddenly said again, "Margaret, stay here!"

Hearing Edel's call, the red-haired beauty, that is, Margaret's eyes suddenly flashed an imperceptible cold light, and the next moment Margaret said that the cold light in her eyes converged, not moving. Sensually, he returned to his previous position.

In this conference room at this time, there were only four people left, Edel, Margaret, a well-maintained middle-aged woman, and a taciturn gray-robed man wearing a black iron mask.

"Ms. Reiner, let everyone know the information your intelligence department currently has!" Edel said in a deep voice to the middle-aged lady who was the first one on his left:

"Okay, Mr. Bishop!" Ms. Lena stood up with a smile, and clapped her hands lightly. At this time, a light curtain suddenly appeared in the sight of the four people in the conference room, and above the light curtain, was Several pictures of the ruins at the explosion site.

"These pictures are from the explosion scene of a suspected black wizard's residence in Loen City some time ago and the explosion scene of the secret warehouse of the Mallorca Church a few days ago. After the on-site collection, comparison, and analysis of our intelligence department, we basically It can be concluded that the causes of the explosions in the two places are the same, both because of some kind of alchemy product that can cause explosions!"

"And compared the power of the traces left after the explosion, our intelligence department believes that although the two explosions used a kind of alchemy product, the explosion power of the secret warehouse in Mallorca is obviously stronger than the explosion power of the city of Ruen It’s bigger, so based on the above analysis, our intelligence department can basically conclude that the two explosions were caused by the same person, and this person is likely to be an alchemist!” Pointing to the light curtain Ms. Lena narrated the scene.

"In addition to these, Ms. Lena, what else can your intelligence department tell us?" After Ms. Lena finished speaking, Bishop Edel seemed not very satisfied, and continued to ask with a frown:

Following Edel's questioning, the eyes of the taciturn gray-robed masked man and Margaret focused on Lena.