Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 965

“What do you want from me?” Alfwhit asked with an unfriendly tone, still behaving arrogantly.

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“Alfwhit, I’m giving you an opportunity to do me a favor. There are two men I would like you to deal with on my behalf.” Magnus showed no signs of concession.

“Why should I listen to you?” Alfwhit looked away in a sulk. In fact, he was not a man with pride and honor. Knowing who Magnus was, he would not hesitate to do him a favor if his effort would be rewarded. However, he couldn’t accept Magnus’ rude attitude, finding it simply unacceptable.

“You are going to help me!” Magnus replied confidently. “Because the two men that I want you to deal with are Terence Quillen and Emmanuel Lowe.”

“Terence Lowe?!” Alfwhit was startled when he heard the name from Magnus.

“That’s right! He was the guy who harbored the wanted traitor that Templar Valor was looking for back then. And guess what? He is now back in Anchortown, and that’s not all. He just took care of Philips Caver earlier today” Magnus smiled.

while reminiscing about the events in the

been the core of Templar Valor as it could be divided into two categories, namely black magic and white magic. Any disciple who started training with the organization would be required to choose a discipline to commit to. On the other hand, only the leader of

older brother, Alfred,

jealousy, which motivated him to secretly learn black magic. In the end, he managed to reach the level that only a legitimate leader could by mastering the

he thought he was going to die, he was

return, Alfwhit was more determined than ever to take him out, especially after he learned that he also gave his friend, Philip, a hard time. Good! What a perfect opportunity to settle our old and new scores, Terence! You’re going

the deal. If you can take Terence Quillen and Emmanuel Lowe out, I will tell

anything about Templar’s White Magic?” Alfwhit was shocked, but his eyes were filled

question. Furthermore, it’s none of your concern

didn’t think it was worthwhile making friends with someone like Alfwhit. Instead, he planned

to warn Magnus not to fool him. “Don’t you dare play any silly games with me; otherwise, I won’t let you get away with

barking, Blake. I think it needs a little taming, doesn’t it? Teach it a lesson, and we’ll be on our way.” Magnus sneered in a

Blake then gave Alfwhit a slap on his left and right cheek, whereupon he