Chapter 970
Christant’s voice fell, and a playful smile appeared on Connor’s face. At the same time, the lanky waiter also ordered Connor’s lemonade and The grilled steak was delivered to Connor. After receiving a few pennies of change from the waiter, Connor began to pick up his knife and fork, cutting the steak at a moderate pace, and preaching slowly: "So say Christant. Sir, do you think I am a conceited person?"
"Of course!" Christant as it should be by rights' nodded replied:
Hear Kerry Stent's answer, the smile on Connor's face, who was cutting the steak, was fuller. He inserted a piece of cut beef from the dinner plate into the entrance, and said to Christant as he ate: "Since Mr. Christant, If you say that I am arrogant, you might as well talk about what I did not do well, which makes you feel like this?"
Feeling Connor's careless attitude, Christant's eyes are again touched. A cold light flashed by, and he coldly preached to Connor: "Connor Ferguson, I thought you were arrogant, but you are still a smart person, but now it seems that I am wrong!"
"Mr. Christant, you don't really think that you came here to hold me? Without your consent, I would not be the Count Ferguson?" After taking a sip of lemonade, Connor looked at Ke Ristant said in a tranquil voice:
When Connor’s words were heard, Christant laughed in anger, said with a cold laugh: "Then Connor Ferguson, we might as well wait and see, I am I really want to see how you did this Count Ferguson without our Storm Church’s approval!"
Seeing myself saying that, Christant just continued to talk cruelly to myself, Without fleeing away, Connor had a guess about the purpose of Christant’s coming to him, and he became even more convinced...
The temptation has passed, and Connor no longer irritates him. Ristant continued, "Without the support of Storm Church, I naturally could not sit firmly in the position of Count Ferguson, but you, Christant, are just a priest. You get me down. Your reputation is Even if our hereditary aristocracy is completely stinky, by then, Christant, do you think you will end up?"
I heard Connor like this Said that although Christant's expression has not changed, Connor still noticed. His eyes are slightly narrowed, and he seems to be aware of something...
For a while, Connor and Christant didn’t talk to each other. From just with swords drawn and bows bent, it turned into a deadlock. Connor continued to eat steak on the plate and drank lemonade while Kerry Stent seemed to be thinking about something.
Christant’s thinking was just a few minutes of thinking, and taking advantage of a few minutes, Connor sent all the food he ordered into his stomach, and then leaned on the chair , Waiting for Christant's reply.
"Connor ·Ferguson, you must understand that I am investigating you now. If the report I give above is negative, I don’t know how I will end up, but you and the Ferguson family will have a miserable end. So you better be honest with me now!" After another minute, Christant, who was thinking, finally made a decision, pointed his finger at Connor, and solemnly warned:
"I Of course I understand the importance of you, or else I have nothing to do and come here to waste time with you old fogey?" Listening to Christant’s warning, Connor was snered in his heart, knowing that Christant still wanted to I was acting with myself, so I preached very casually:
Glancing at Connor deeply, Christant said again: "Actually, I don’t need to say, Connor Ferguson, you should too. We The way Storm Church treats you black wizards, if it is not based on your identity as a hereditary count, what you see here now is not my pastor, but the Arbitrator of our Storm Church. ·········· ",
Looking at Christant's continued inking, Connor pretended to be a little impatient, and could not help interrupting his preaching: "Mr. Christant, I think I need to remind you that our time is precious, so please don’t waste time. Let’s just talk about what it is that you are looking for me!"
The purpose, Christant is not surprised, he took a deep look at Connor, and then said solemnly: "Connor Ferguson, the church intends to leave some things to you!"
"Interesting, Storm Church expert as clouds, why would there be something for me, the dark wizard, to do?" Connor asked with interest:
"This is not something you should know, Connor · Ferguson, you only have two A choice, either agree to work for the church, or you can run away now, never return to Frosynone, return to your Ferguson family!" Christant threatened Connor unabashedly:
Connor didn’t seem to take seriously the threat of Christant. He spread his hands and preached seemingly indifferent: "Mr. Christant, you said that. Can I still bear to refuse you? You can tell me what is going on, I want Storm Churc h Let me do it? "
"I can't tell you the specific things yet. Go home and wait for the notice! "Christant coldly said:
The answer I got from Kristan's mouth turned out to be like this, which undoubtedly made Connor a little disappointed,
but he didn't either. What to say, I stood up directly from the act, and then left the Durst Tavern in a stride.
Watching Connor’s back gradually turned into a small black spot, Christant’s eyes A fleeting suspicion emerged, then he stood up and left through the back door of the Durst Tavern. Then he quietly came to a small forest on the outskirts of Frosynone, and now in that small forest. , A mysterious person wearing a gray cloak and not showing half of his appearance and figure, is standing in the woods quietly waiting for his arrival.
"How much do you know about this Connor · Ferguson" ? "Seeing this mysterious person, Christant didn’t have any nonsense, he just asked:
Faced with Christant’s question, this mysterious person hesitated for a few seconds, and then He preached in a very hoarse voice: "Connor Ferguson, this man is like a fog. I thought I knew him very well, but he used practical actions to refresh my understanding of him. Know, my director, you have trouble with this guy? "