Wizard Earl

Feeling the burly man's gaze, Gagliardini's heart pounded. He felt less like a human being and more like a cow or sheep in a slaughterhouse, ready to be disemboweled at any moment by the burly man who had transformed into a butcher...

Even though Gagliardini is not a coward, he was so terrified by the feeling that he trembled all over and almost lost control of his bladder and bladder.

"Can you recognize him?"

Just then, that deep voice echoed again in the dimly lit room. To Gagliardini at that moment, that voice was like a lifeline. He didn't even hear what the voice was asking, but to prove his worth and fight for a chance to live, Gagliardini, bound to the stake, nodded desperately and screamed, "I can do it! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Hearing Gagliardini's shout, the voice rang out again, but this time it wasn't addressed to Gagliardini, but rather to the burly man standing in the corner of the room: "Give him some food, then prepare to move out!"

"Yes, sir!"

Upon receiving the order, the burly man bowed his head respectfully and said in a low voice:

Seeing that his life was temporarily spared, Gagliardini immediately relaxed and leaned limply against the wooden stake. Only then did he realize that he was soaked in cold sweat, as if he had been pulled out of the water.

Just like yesterday, the burly man took Gagliardini down from the stake, untied the ropes binding his limbs, and then tossed him two pieces of black bread and a bowl of water.

Gagliardini, who hadn't eaten in a day, was starving. Without hesitation, he grabbed a black bread and began to wolf it down.

Upon seeing Gagliardini's behavior, the burly man standing to the side revealed a hint of disdain in his eyes. In his eyes, people like Gagliardini were no different from stray dogs on the roadside. Give them a little food, and they would wag their tails obsequiously at you!

Gagliardini could naturally see the undisguised contempt in the strong man's eyes, and he was naturally very resentful. However, under the threat of the other man's death, Gagliardini had no courage to resist. He could only chew the black bread vigorously in his mouth, venting all his hatred for the strong man on the innocent black bread.

Just as Gagliardini was about to finish his meal, the burly man pulled out a black coffin that had been prepared beforehand from the corner of the room.

The appearance of the black coffin immediately attracted Gagliardini's attention, and at the same time, it gave Gagliardini a bad feeling.

"Brother, what's this for?" Gagliardini, unable to contain his curiosity any longer, tentatively asked the burly man.

The burly man who had pulled the coffin over did not answer Gagliardini's question. He just grinned at Gagliardini, opened the lid of the black coffin, pointed at the coffin, and then pointed at Gagliardini.

Although the burly man didn't speak, Gagliardini understood his meaning: without a doubt, this man wanted him to lie in a coffin...

"Big brother, please don't do this! I'm a follower of the Storm Goddess! I don't want to die..." Realizing what the other party intended to do, Gagliardini tried one last time, retreating while pleading with a mournful face:

Faced with Gagliardini's humble pleas, the burly man showed no sympathy or pity. Seeing that Gagliardini did not do as he ordered, a look of impatience appeared on his fierce face, and he immediately walked towards Gagliardini.

Seeing the burly man approaching, Gagliardini, who was no longer bound by ropes, still lacked the courage to confront the imposing man. However, he mustered his courage and turned to run away, trying to escape the man's grasp. But perhaps because he had been tied up for too long and his movements were restricted, coupled with his limp, Gagliardini fell to the ground after only a few steps.

Seeing Gagliardini's comical appearance, the burly man laughed and walked to Gagliardini's side. Then, under Gagliardini's terrified gaze, the burly man grabbed Gagliardini like an eagle snatching a chick and threw him into the black coffin.

Gagliardini, who had been thrown into the coffin, seemed to be struggling and trying to climb out, but he was immediately knocked unconscious by the strong man and fell silent. Seeing that Gagliardini had calmed down, the strong man slowly closed the coffin lid, then dragged the black coffin out of the dimly lit room.

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After his meeting with Margaret, Connor Ferguson immediately prepared to return to Ferguson Estate in the suburbs, where Varga had arranged to meet him, seemingly to discuss something in detail.

Disguised as a middle-aged gentleman, Connor rented a carriage from a carriage rental company and drove it alone towards Ferguson Manor in the suburbs.

As Connor drove his carriage across Chiesa Avenue, the dividing line between the outskirts and the city of Frosinone, onto the empty dirt road in the countryside, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Although everything seemed calm and peaceful around him, Connor, a psychic wizard with powerful mental abilities, vaguely sensed that someone was secretly following him not far behind.

Although his mental power had detected that someone was following him, the method of the person following him seemed to be very sophisticated. Connor was unable to find his exact location, which made Connor secretly wary. With his current level of mental power, although he had not yet reached the level of a second-level wizard, he was definitely far superior to a typical first-level wizard.

Therefore, the fact that the person following him could evade his mental power was enough to demonstrate that this person's strength was absolutely not to be underestimated. And in Frosinone today, for someone with such power to silently follow you is clearly not a friendly act…