Wizard Earl

Chapter 238 Keeping the Appointment on Time

The auxiliary chip was incredibly punctual. A minute later, a cool female voice from the chip echoed in Connor's mind: "Mission complete. The chip did not find the name of any potion that could help magical beasts in the database, but it did find such a record in the 'Albert's Diary,' which was obtained from the main mentor. I never imagined that such a potion could help Bowserker break through to a level two magical beast. It's truly unbelievable!"

Upon hearing the first half of the auxiliary chip's explanation, Connor's heart sank, but the subsequent twist rekindled his hope.

"Chip, immediately transmit all the contents of that notebook to me!" Connor commanded the auxiliary chip without hesitation.

"Beep, in accordance with the subject's will, mission begins... Mission complete. 'Albert's Diary' has been transmitted to the subject's brain!" The cool female voice of the auxiliary chip announced.

This so-called "Albert's Diary" is not long, only about a hundred pages. Connor spent more than an hour reading it carefully. According to Connor's observation, the diary should be incomplete.

Ninety-nine percent of the content is about what a wizard named Albert saw and heard while traveling the continent more than a hundred years ago. According to the content, this wizard Albert should have been a senior wizard apprentice at that time. If he had successfully broken through from senior wizard apprentice to a formal wizard, he should still be alive after more than a hundred years, given the long lifespan of a formal wizard. He might even have broken through to an even higher level.

As for the entry in the diary about the sentence "I never thought that kind of potion could help Bowserker break through to the level 2 magical beast, it's incredible," Connor also found the source. However, to Connor's disappointment, throughout the entire diary, there was only that one sentence about the potion that could assist magical beasts in their cultivation, and there was no other description or mention of what the potion was.

Although somewhat disappointed, Connor still felt a glimmer of hope. The fact that Reyes had acquired the "Albert's Diary" meant it was valuable, possessing a degree of credibility, and considering the timeframe was only a hundred years, not too distant. Connor also vaguely recognized the Bowser's snake mentioned in that passage.

The Bowserker is a relatively common type of snake-like magical beast that grows on the Odin Ice Plains. Its adult cultivation level is generally around level one, although a small number can break through to become level two magical beasts. The word "Bowser" means "ice" in the ancient Odin language. In short, the Bowserker is an ice snake that grows on the Odin Ice Plains. The Odin Blood Tiger also originates from the Odin Ice Plains, so they are at least in the same place of origin. They are somewhat related, and perhaps the potion in the diary that can help the Bowserker break through to level two magical beasts will also be useful for the Odin Blood Tiger.

Although he didn't know exactly what the potion was, Connor was still very happy. At least through this "Albert's Diary," he knew that there were indeed potions that could assist magical beasts in their training, and that was enough. He wasn't a pharmacist, and he only had a superficial understanding of the world of potions. He still needed to find a professional, namely his Varga, to determine the specifics.

While Varga was at Dr. Gulsi's private hospital, Connor's mentor, Reyes, had warned him not to go to the hospital to see Varga. Connor could only wait for Varga to come to him. Varga had just contacted him, and based on the frequency with which she had contacted him in the past, the next time she would come would be no more than one to two months later. This was not a long time for Connor, who had already obtained the little blood tiger. He could wait patiently, and he also had work to do.

More than half a month has passed since the January appointment with Margaret. She entrusted Connor to obtain the Silver Cross Sword appearance from Scarface, but Connor hasn't even started yet. Since the matter with Little Blood Tiger has already come to this point, there's no use in rushing it. Connor just plans to shift his attention from Little Blood Tiger to changing the appearance of the Silver Cross Sword. Since he promised her, he should keep his word and get the job done!

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Two weeks later, late one night, Connor sat somewhat lazily on the sofa in the living room of his apartment, slowly swirling the expensive "Roman Novo Conti" in his glass.

Just as Connor woke up "Romano Conti", a fragrant breeze wafted by his side, and Margaret, dressed in a purple robe, took her seat on the sofa opposite Connor as always. She had come to keep her appointment with Connor in January!

Connor slowly took a sip of the "Conti" in his glass, enjoying its silky smoothness and richness with his eyes slightly closed. At the same time, he swept his hand across his spatial ring, took out a crimson cross sword, and tossed it to Margaret, who was sitting opposite him!

"Try it and see if it's what you want!" Connor opened his eyes and said calmly. Although his tone was flat, there was a hint of pride on his face. After dealing with the little blood tiger, he originally intended to use the remaining time to complete the commission Margaret had given him to change the appearance of the silver cross sword, as well as to research the manufacturing method of alchemical golems for mining.

The idea was good, but plans don't always go as expected. Connor never imagined that his research on the Silver Cross Sword would become so captivating that he spent all his remaining time fulfilling Margaret's requests, leaving no time for studying the alchemical golem. However, as the saying goes, slow and steady wins the race. Connor spent so much time completing just this one thing. He couldn't speak for others, but he was certain that his work would greatly satisfy Margaret.

The silver cross sword—no! It should be called the crimson cross sword now—as soon as Margaret got her hands on it, a look of surprise appeared on her beautiful face. She couldn't help but look up and ask Connor, who was sitting leisurely on the sofa, with a questioning gaze.

Seeing that Margaret had realized the extraordinary nature of his modified cross sword, Connor smiled and nodded at her, signaling her to continue.

Encouraged by Connor, Margaret no longer had any worries and decisively poured her energy into the Crimson Cross Sword in her hand. The Crimson Cross Sword immediately shone with a crimson light, and Margaret's eyes were filled with admiration as she looked at the crimson light on the sword.

(End of this chapter)