Wizard Earl

Chapter 171 The Suspicious Connor

"Uncle Herrera!!" Connor had barely left when a young man with tears in his eyes rushed out of the building he was looking at and ran to the bald, burly man's side.

"Young Master Alenia, you are a man now, please don't cry so easily!" Looking at the young man who rushed out, the bald, burly man, who was Uncle Herrera in the young man's words, had a look of relief in his eyes, but his pale face still hardened as he reprimanded Alenia.

As for this young master Alenia, he is naturally Mr. Emery's illegitimate son.

Upon hearing Herrera's reprimand, Aleñá immediately wiped away her tears and looked worriedly at Herrera's severed arm.

"Young Master Alenia, don't worry. It's probably just a robbery; they don't mean much harm. There's still a chance my arm can be reattached. I've already sent a message to the master, and he should be arriving soon!" Seemingly to reassure the frightened Alenia, the bald, burly Herrera forced a smile—more like a grimace—through the excruciating pain of his severed arm.

Immediately after their conversation, a ghostly figure appeared in the inner courtyard. This man was dressed in a black suit, tall and imposing, though time had left its mark on his face. The sharp angles of his features still hinted at his handsome youth. This middle-aged man sported a stylish slicked-back hairstyle, exuding an extraordinary air.

Upon seeing this person, both Aleñá and Herrera bowed their heads slightly and said respectfully:

"master!"

"Father!"

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"Beep! The tested Kelor potion has a 95.7% similarity in quality to the Kelor potion in the subject's possession, which can basically be determined to be the same person who made it!" In the apartment at 16 Land Street, Connor leaned back on the sofa, gently swirling a glass of red wine in his hand, as the voice of the auxiliary chip rang in his mind.

Taking a sip of silky-smooth red wine, Connor narrowed his eyes slightly. The Carol potion he was testing was the very one he had retrieved from Mr. Emery's warehouse the previous night. And the result was entirely within Connor's expectations.

For ordinary potions like the Carol potion, their quality can often be judged by their appearance, such as color. The reason Connor took out a Carol potion from his spatial ring last night and swapped it with the Carol potion in his warehouse was because his intuition told him that the potion in his warehouse was very similar to the potion he was using. He felt that this potion was very likely also made by Varga!

The results of the chip testing now clearly prove that Connor's guess was correct!

Connor gave a self-deprecating smile, then downed the glass of red wine in one gulp. He was being far too suspicious; there was nothing suspicious about the potions in Mr. Emery's warehouse being made by Varga!

The fact that Reyes created a small illusion array in Mr. Emery's warehouse, and his relationship with the Valencia Merchant Guild, clearly proves that Mr. Emery is connected with the Secret Society. Varga also works for the Secret Society, so there is no contradiction between the two: Mr. Emery's warehouse contains potions made by Varga.

Having figured this out, Connor cleared his mind of all distractions and turned to walk towards his alchemy workshop on the second floor. Now that he had the alchemy furnace, he could focus on crafting the Castiel Staff and the Silver Pendant.

However, to Connor's utter surprise, just as he was about to go to work, in a coffee shop ten kilometers away from his home, Mr. Emery, whose home he had just "robbed," was chatting with a somewhat hunched man in black in a private room.

"You mean you've been exposed?" The hunched-over man in black spoke, swirling the fragrant coffee in his cup with a small spoon.

"Yes, the small illusion array was opened, and he also discovered the Parares array in the inner courtyard of my manor, taking a high-quality alchemy furnace from me," Mr. Emery said in a deep voice, his face dark.

"Oh? You mean he opened the professor's unique miniature illusion array, went into your secret room, and only took an alchemy furnace?" The man in black's tone remained calm.

"You're right! That's the strange thing. In my secret room, the attacker didn't touch anything more valuable than the alchemy furnace. He only took the alchemy furnace!" Mr. Emery's tone was filled with doubt.

"Tell me the whole story in detail!" The man in black picked up his coffee cup, took a small sip, and said.

"Yesterday, Rune hosted an economic forum called 'Dialogue with the New World,' which was a very high-level event, so I went. The person who launched the attack must have planned it meticulously, knowing that I couldn't return to the manor last night because of the banquet, so he launched a sneak attack on the manor!"

"According to my men's observation, the attacker should be a mid-level wizard apprentice. He knows my manor very well. My men observed through the Paredes magic circle that as soon as he entered the inner courtyard, he went straight to my warehouse. He knocked out one of the high knights I had placed there, activated the minor illusion array, and took the alchemy furnace from my secret chamber!"

"I placed two corpse puppets that the professor gave me in the secret room. If this person dared to take anything from the room without dealing with the puppets, the puppets would attack him. But the attacker wasn't affected!"

"He came out of the warehouse with the alchemy furnace, which means he discovered my men's ambush. However, this person didn't seem to have much malice. After easily defeating my men, he didn't kill anyone, only cutting off the arm of one of my men. What's most suspicious is that this person even cast a spell to stop the bleeding for my men. It's really puzzling..." Mr. Emery's words were full of bewilderment. Clearly, he couldn't understand the "shocking" actions of the person who attacked him.

"From what you're saying, your men fought this person. What are his characteristics?" The man in black asked with a serious tone.

"Suspected alchemist, with powerful mental strength, wealthy, possessing at least three enchanted items, and meticulous in his actions. As for his appearance, he was wearing an enchanted cloak that night, which not only completely concealed his figure but also possessed the ability to become invisible. If it weren't for the Paredes magic array in the inner courtyard, my men wouldn't have been able to detect him at all!" Mr. Emery said solemnly.

(End of this chapter)