Wizard Earl

Chapter 151 Going Home

"Over the years, I've gained some insights and experiences in my pursuit of truth, and I want to pass them on. Connor was a student assigned to me by the university when I was teaching undercover at Green University. I feel a connection with him, so I chose him!" Reyes explained briefly before continuing:

"Lena, you don't need to take special care of him. Just make sure he doesn't die. Young people should be toughened up!"

Hearing Reyes's words, Ms. Lena nodded slightly, a look of curiosity appearing in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing the undisguised curiosity in his junior's eyes, Reyes could only shake his head helplessly, then solemnly took out a box from his pocket and handed it to Lena.

"I've gone to so much trouble for you, Lena, consider this your reward. I think you'll like it!" Reyes said with a smile.

Taking the box, Lena gently opened it in front of Reyes. Looking at the quiet contents inside, Lena's face was filled with joy.

Seeing that Lena was satisfied with the gift he had given her, Reyes didn't say anything more. He nodded slightly to Lena and then turned and disappeared from the room.

Lena examined the crystal in the box for quite a while before finally placing it carefully into her spatial ring. Her gaze then shifted to the portrait of Connor that Reyes had given her.

Unfolding the portrait, Lena carefully examined the lifelike portrait of Connor, and murmured in a voice only she could hear, "Poor little fellow, you actually became Reyes's student. Are you unfortunate? Or unfortunate?"

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"The situation is settled. Come see me at my villa tomorrow!"

Connor was thrilled as he read Reyes's message on the communication paper in the safe house. He had been in the safe house for several days, and although Varga was with him, it was not a pleasant experience.

Connor gently patted Varga, who was fast asleep in his arms, and whispered softly in her ear, "It's time to wake up. We need to get out of here!"

"Hmm...?" Rubbing her sleepy eyes, the petite Varga stood up from Connor's arms with a dazed look.

"I'll learn how to brew Greenland potions as soon as possible; it should take about a week!" Varga said with a hint of regret after fully understanding the situation and recovering from her daze.

"With the Nourishing Spirit Pearl to protect you, I'm not in a hurry. Take your time and don't push yourself too hard!" Connor was overjoyed to hear Varga say that it would only take a week, but he still advised Varga not to rush.

It has to be said that Connor's sweet words were very effective. Hearing Connor care about her so much, Varga's petite body radiated a feeling of happiness and joy from the inside out.

"Five o'clock in the evening, a week from now, at that fried chicken shop outside the school!" After thinking for a moment, Varga told Connor the location to meet him.

The image of the fried chicken shop outside Green University that Varga had mentioned, popular with students, flashed through his mind. Connor smiled and nodded, saying, "No problem."

The two smiled at each other and hugged each other again.

Ten minutes later, Connor emerged from the safe house and returned to the warehouse on the ground. After carefully observing his surroundings and confirming that there were no problems, he sent a message spell into the secret passage leading to the safe house before hurriedly leaving the warehouse.

After receiving Connor's signal that it was safe, Varga emerged from the safe house and returned to the warehouse on the ground. Carefully closing the secret passage entrance, a hint of conflict appeared on her seemingly innocent and delicate face before Connor…

Having ended his life in the safe house and resolved his trauma, Connor was in a very good mood. Instead of returning directly to his apartment, he went to the Clover Restaurant, packed up some carefully prepared steak and salmon dishes, and then went back to his apartment.

However, just as Connor was carrying the food, thinking about the fine wines he had collected in his apartment's wine cabinet, and was about to take out his keys to open the apartment door, the apartment door opened by itself before he could.

The sudden turn of events immediately made Connor's expression turn serious, but before he could react instinctively, a very familiar voice entered his ears.

"You bought so much delicious food, can you finish it all by yourself? Do you need us to help you with the meal?"

Hearing Margaret's teasing voice, a flash of anger appeared in Connor's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and walked back to his own apartment without making a sound.

Entering the living room, Connor glanced at Margaret, who was lounging lazily on the sofa, and sat down opposite her with a stern face.

"Please, our Earl Connor, don't be so stingy. I only stayed at your house for a few nights. When you were suffering from mental trauma, I even lent you the Spirit Nourishing Pearl..." Looking at Connor's stern face, Margaret's words surprisingly carried a hint of grievance.

Hearing Margaret show weakness for the first time, and remembering that he would still need to borrow her Nourishing Pearl for a while longer, Connor's anger subsided considerably.

Just as Connor was considering his words and preparing to say something, the apartment door opened again and another person walked in.

Back in her apartment, Leonie, carrying a large pile of groceries, looked at Connor sitting on the sofa and said with a slight apology, "I'm sorry, Mr. Connor, for visiting without your permission!"

After glancing at Margaret and then at Leonie, Connor realized that there was nothing more he could say, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

About an hour later, the three of them sat at the dining table in the apartment's living room. Connor, sitting in the main seat, looked incredulously at the table full of delicious-looking dishes.

After trying a few dishes, Connor sincerely praised Leonie, who was sitting next to him, "Ms. Leonie, I never expected you to have such culinary skills. This is the best food I've had in Loen, even better than what you get in those fancy restaurants!"

Connor's praise made Leonie's gentle, watery eyes crinkle into crescent shapes, and she softly said, "Mr. Connor, you flatter me!"

"Hmph!" Margaret, who had just finished a bowl of mutton and radish soup, couldn't help but snort angrily when she heard Connor and Leonie complimenting each other.

(End of this chapter)