Wizard Earl

Chapter 232 Sweet Honey

Connor's plan was going very well. Instead of using the extremely risky method of directly erasing the mental imprint in Scarface's spatial ring, Connor adopted a more cautious approach, slowly wearing down the mental imprint in Scarface's spatial ring. Things were progressing very smoothly. However, what Connor never expected was that on the fourth day after he returned to Rune, someone moved into his apartment alone!

On a stormy night, Connor, bored out of his mind, finished his Romano Conti and was preparing to spend the night using up the mental imprint on Scarface's spatial ring when Varga's petite figure barged into his apartment. As the saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Connor, overjoyed, naturally put the mental imprint period behind him and spent an indescribable night with Varga.

The next morning, just as Connor was savoring the afterglow of the previous night's madness, Varga, like a docile little wife, brought him breakfast. Although Connor, at his current intermediate wizard apprentice level, could survive by absorbing energy from the world without eating, how could he refuse the beauty's thoughtfulness? After enjoying breakfast with Varga, Connor asked her curiously, nestled in his arms, "Did Gulsi give you a day off? How could you come out and spend the night with me?"

While Connor felt "happy" that Varga spent the night with him in the apartment, he was also quite curious. You see, ever since Varga joined the Secret Society and studied pharmacy at Gulsi Hospital, she had come out to keep him company many times, but apart from those few days at the safe house, Varga had never spent the night with him before. The two of them would simply meet briefly and then Varga would rush back.

"You want to get rid of me so soon...?" Hearing Connor's question, Varga, leaning against Connor's chest, pouted slightly in feigned displeasure and said angrily:

"How could that be? I'm only happy when you're here every day!" Seeing Varga acting like a little girl and acting coquettishly towards him, Connor felt a warm current flow through his heart and quickly comforted the beauty in his arms.

"Hmph!" Varga let out a soft snort, clenching her small fist and gently tapping Connor's firm chest.

Seeing how adorable Varga was, Connor couldn't resist any longer and decisively planted his big mouth on Varga's red lips...

"Teacher Gulsi was sent out by the organization and won't be back in Rune for about a week. Before he left, he left me some materials to study on my own, but I learned all of them in just one day. Then I missed you, so I came to find you!" Varga, whose clothes were a little disheveled, blushed slightly. When she mentioned missing Connor at the end, Varga seemed very shy.

Feeling the affection in Varga's words, Connor felt sweet inside. He was also very glad that he had been so farsighted as to give himself a full three weeks. It seemed that Varga would stay with him for a few more days, so he could enjoy some relaxing time alone with her. The fighting and searching for the magic stone mine during this period had really made Connor feel a bit tired, and he also had some minor injuries. He could take advantage of these few days with Varga to recover.

For the next period of time, Connor temporarily postponed the task of consuming the remaining spiritual imprints in Scarface's spatial ring. In any case, the remaining spiritual imprints were no longer important. Connor could easily spend a day or two to completely remove them and then open Scarface's spatial ring. So, Connor, who was in no hurry, devoted all his time to Varga. He and Varga, like an ordinary couple deeply in love, strolled around Rune, the pearl of the prosperous western coast of the Kaman Empire.

"Of all the bars around the school, this is my favorite!" Sitting in a bar called Jessica's Bar near Green University, listening to the melodious piano piece "Für Jessica" played by the bar's very gentlemanly pianist, Varga took a sip of her lemonade and said with great enjoyment:

Connor smiled and nodded in response to Varga's remarks, but in his heart, he cursed his supposed time-traveling predecessor, Emperor Raul the Great, to the bone. The so-called "Für Jessica" composed by the great Emperor Raul himself, currently playing in the bar, was nothing more than Earth's basic piano piece, "Für Elise."

That Raul the Great is really dishonest. He took all the credit, so how can someone like him, who came later, enjoy pretending to be something he's not?

The bar Jessica chose, Varga's Bar, would be considered a quiet, unassuming establishment by Earth standards. The patrons weren't mostly drunk; they were generally chatting with family and friends. This was a stark contrast to the majority of bars around Green University filled with scantily clad women.

The name Jessica's Bar wasn't unfamiliar to Connor, who had studied at Green University for two years, but this was his first time there. The bars he'd been to before were all the kind he went to with George…

"Huh..."

Just as Connor was about to say something to Varga, he suddenly noticed that in a secluded corner, a long-haired young man was very discreetly glancing in his direction from time to time.

Noticing this, Connor immediately became alert, his eyes narrowing involuntarily. Logically speaking, Avilova and Scarface had deliberately concealed their whereabouts and hadn't told anyone they were here, so the Benfica Secret Order shouldn't have traced them back to him. Could this person be a member of the Celta Cult?

Just as Connor was pondering who this spying guy was and whether he should capture him alive, he was surprised to find that Varga, sitting next to him, also seemed to have noticed the long-haired young man spying on him. This surprised Connor a little. The long-haired young man's movements were very discreet, and Connor only noticed his actions because of his superb intuition as a psychic wizard.

Instead of being a psychic wizard, how did Varga discover that person? What surprised Connor even more was that although Varga tried her best to hide her facial expression, Connor could still vaguely detect a clue. Varga seemed to know this long-haired young man, and there seemed to be a hint of anger and anxiety in her eyes when she saw him!

(End of this chapter)