Chapter 970

As kristant's voice dropped, a funny smile appeared on Connor's face. At the same time, the tall and thin waiter sent Connor's lemonade and roast steak to Connor and gave him a few pence of change. Connor began to pick up his knife and fork and cut the steak, "So, Mr. cristant, do you think I'm a conceited man?" he said slowly

"Of course!" Kristant nodded naturally and replied:

Hearing cristant's reply, Connor, who was facing the steak, had a bigger smile on his face. He put a piece of cut steak into his mouth and said to cristant: "since Mr. cristant, you say I'm conceited, you might as well say I'm not good at it, It makes you feel like this? "

Feeling the casual attitude of Connor, cristante's eyes flashed again. He said coldly to Connor: "Connor Ferguson, I thought you were conceited, but you were still a smart man, but now it seems that I am wrong!"

"Don't you really think, Mr. kristant, that you've come here and taken me? Can't I be the count of Ferguson without your consent? " After a sip of lemonade, Connor looked at christant and said calmly:

Hearing what Connor said, cristante laughed angrily and said with a sneer, "well, Connor Ferguson, we might as well wait and see. I really want to see how you do the count of Ferguson without our storm church's consent."

Seeing what he said, kristant just kept on talking hard to himself and didn't leave. In Connor's mind, he had to guess the purpose of kristant's coming to find himself, and he was more and more sure······

After the trial, Connor did not stimulate kristant any more, but continued: "without the support of storm church, Naturally, I can't sit in the position of count Ferguson, but you cristante is just a pastor. If you take me down, your reputation will stink among our hereditary aristocrats. At that time, cristante, do you think you will come to a good end? "

When he heard that, although there was no change in christant's face, he noticed it. His eyes narrowed slightly and he seemed to be aware of something·········

For a moment, neither Connor nor kristant spoke to each other, and they were at a deadlock, Connor continued to eat his steak and drink lemonade while cristante seemed to be thinking about something.

Cristant thought for a few minutes, while Connor put all the food he ordered into his stomach, then leaned back in his chair, waiting for cristant's reply.

"Connor Ferguson, you have to understand that now I am inspecting you. If my report to the top is negative, I don't know what will happen to me, but the fate of you and the Ferguson family will be miserable, so you'd better be honest with me now!" Another minute later, cristante, who was thinking, finally made a decision. He pointed to Connor and warned solemnly:

"Of course I understand the importance of you, otherwise I have nothing to do and come here to waste my time with you old man?" Hearing kristant's warning, Connor sneered in his heart. Knowing that kristant still wanted to play with himself, he said very casually:

With a deep look at Connor, cristante said again: "actually, Connor Ferguson, you should also know the way we storm church treat you black wizards, If you don't have the status of hereditary earl, what you see here is not me, but the arbiter of storm church

Seeing that kristant was going to continue his inking, Connor pretended to be a little impatient and took the initiative to interrupt him, saying, "Mr. kristant, I think I need to remind you that our time is very precious, so please don't waste it. OK, let's just say what it is that you come to me! "

Cristant was not surprised that Connor saw through his purpose. He took a deep look at Connor and said in a deep voice, "Connor Ferguson, the church intends to leave some things to you!"

"It's a little interesting. Storm church experts are like clouds. How can I be a black wizard?" Connor asked with interest

"That's not what you should know, Connor Ferguson. You have only two choices, either promise to work for the church, or you can run now and never go back to flosinone, to your Ferguson family!" Kristant, without any disguise, threatened Connor

Connor didn't seem to take kristant's threat seriously. He spread out his hand and said: "Mr. kristant, you have said that. Can I have the heart to refuse you? You can tell me, what is it that you want me to do? ""I can't tell you the specific things yet. Go home and wait for the notice." Kristant said coldly:

The answer he got from christant was like this, which undoubtedly disappointed Connor,

But he didn't say anything, just stood up from the top, and then walked out of the dest pub.

As Connor's back gradually turned into a small black spot, a fleeting doubt appeared in cristante's eyes. Then he stood up and left through the back door of the dest tavern. Then he quietly came to a grove outside flosinone, and in that grove, one was wearing a gray cloak, The mysterious man, who doesn't show half of his appearance and body shape, is standing in the woods quietly waiting for his arrival.

"How well do you know this Connor Ferguson?" Seeing this mysterious man, cristante didn't have any nonsense. He just asked:

Faced with christant's question, the mysterious man hesitated for a few seconds, then said in a very hoarse voice: "Connor Ferguson, this man is like a layer of fog. I thought I knew him very well, But he has renewed my understanding of him with practical actions. How come, my chief executive, you are in trouble with this guy? "