Wizard Earl

As Connor walked deeper into the palace, he could feel the palace's suppression of his mental power gradually increasing. If at the beginning, Connor's mental power could perceive an area of ​​about ten meters at the palace entrance, now he could only sense an area within five meters.

According to Connor's estimation, after walking a few dozen meters forward, his mental energy would likely be suppressed to within a meter of his body. Because his mental energy was constantly suppressed and could not be fully utilized, Connor's mental energy could only observe the area around him from beginning to end, and he was never able to observe the entire palace.

If Connor wasn't mistaken, the palace's suppression of his mental power wasn't due to the use of materials that countered mental strength during its construction, but rather because of some extremely powerful array laid beneath it...

Although Connor was somewhat unwilling and believed in his own judgment, reason told him that he had to face the facts!

If Connor's judgment is correct, and the force suppressing his mental power is indeed some kind of array, then this means that the array is not dormant but still active. According to incomplete statistics from some wizarding organizations in the wizarding world, if a powerful array that is still active is encountered while exploring ruins, there is an 80% chance that the ruins are in a very dangerous situation.

Realizing this, Connor hesitated for a moment, but still consciously slowed down and began to take in the surroundings of the palace.

Connor's current location appears to be a corridor of this palace. About a hundred meters ahead is a three-story building. After glancing at the building but not seeing anything, Connor scanned his surroundings.

Although Connor hasn't found anything of value in this mysterious underground palace so far, it doesn't mean he hasn't discovered anything at all. Based on his observation of the environment, Connor can basically conclude that the underground palace has already been searched, otherwise it wouldn't be so clean that he couldn't find anything.

Connor was somewhat surprised by his discovery, but after careful consideration, he understood. The ruins he was looking for, which involved Reyes's secrets, had undoubtedly already been searched by Reyes. Given his mentor Reyes's meticulous nature, it seemed quite normal that he wouldn't find anything in these ruins…

Having resolved his doubts, Connor was about to continue forward when, without any warning, he felt a metallic taste in his throat. The next second, Connor couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

"Cough...cough..."

After spitting out blood, Connor coughed and felt extremely exhausted. Upon realizing his condition, Connor hesitated slightly, but he quickly decided to retrieve the healing potion that Varga had specially prepared for him from his spatial ring and put it in his mouth. As the cool and fragrant potion entered his stomach, Connor quickly regained his energy, and all his previous fatigue and weakness vanished.

Inwardly marveling at the miraculous power of Varga's potion, Connor immediately shifted his attention to his surroundings. Although his sudden symptoms seemed like poisoning, Connor's intuition told him that it wasn't poisoning, but rather the surrounding environment. It seemed that the environment subtly suppressed his advanced meditation technique, the "Abyss Secret Art."

Although he desperately wanted to understand why he had suddenly become like this, Connor felt that it was not safe to stay here any longer and that he had to leave as soon as possible for his own safety.

Connor, who has always been very efficient, made up his mind and did not hesitate at all. He immediately turned around and fled in a hurry after his black robe flashed.

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In Frosinone, on Kecilenza Avenue in front of the train station, a middle-aged man with a refined demeanor, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and carrying a suitcase in his left hand, seemed to sense something and looked to his left, as if trying to see through the city's buildings to witness what was happening in the Navas Forest.

After a few seconds of observation, the refined middle-aged man shook his head slightly, then called out to the rickshaws waiting for fares on the street. A very quick-witted driver immediately rushed ahead of the other drivers and pulled the rickshaw to the middle-aged man.

Before the rickshaw driver could speak, the refined middle-aged man got into the rickshaw and ordered, "I'm going to number 15 Andrew Street."

"Okay!"

Upon discovering that the middle-aged man was heading to an affluent area of ​​the city, and realizing that this was a big job that might not only cover the fare but also earn a tip, the rickshaw driver's eyes lit up with delight, and he began to pull the rickshaw.

The rickshaw driver worked very hard, and in just a minute or two, he pulled the middle-aged man away from the crowded area in front of Frosinone Station and onto a street with very few people. As soon as he stepped onto this street, the rickshaw driver, who was pulling the refined middle-aged man, still seemed to be running and pulling the rickshaw with all his might. However, what was not noticed was that his eyes began to become dazed and empty, and his two legs were just running mechanically, pulling the rickshaw forward.

"You shouldn't have come here!" A few seconds later, the rickshaw driver, as if possessed, transmitted his voice in an extremely hoarse tone to the refined middle-aged man behind him:

The refined middle-aged man sitting in the rickshaw wasn't surprised by the sudden telepathic message. He adjusted his glasses and replied calmly, "Perhaps you're right. I shouldn't have come here, but after thinking about it, I came anyway. Some things, since they've happened, should be dealt with eventually..."

"By the way, did you tell that old fox in Ilsanker that I was coming to Frosinone?"

Upon hearing the question from the refined middle-aged man, the mysterious entity possessing the rickshaw puller fell into a brief silence.

A few seconds later he spoke again: "I don't know what you want to do, but you know that once you make a decision, I'll help you just like before!"