Wizard Earl

Chapter 326 Sending a Letter

It took Connor a while to calm down the overwhelming joy brought on by the Dark Source Stone and regain his composure. He put the Dark Source Stone back into the small box and carefully placed it into his spatial ring. After doing all this, Connor turned his attention to the folded letter in the wooden box.

The Dark Source Stone was compensation from the mysterious organization. So, the folded letter that was placed with the Dark Source Stone must be the information about the mysterious organization that killed its employer, right?

Thinking of this, Connor's eyes narrowed involuntarily, a cold glint flashing in them. He picked up the white paper and began to examine its contents.

The letter paper was quite large, about the size of a regular book page, but the content was very limited, consisting of only a few words.

Name unknown, a wealthy merchant from Ruen, who always appears with a cane.

"SHIT!" Even Connor, who was usually stoic, couldn't help but mutter a curse upon seeing this so-called "employer information." Although Connor knew from the beginning that when Reyes told him that the mysterious organization would tell him what they knew about the "employer information," it would be very perfunctory. After all, someone who could hire two demonized knights to assassinate him was either a high-level wizard or someone with great power in the secular world. The mysterious organization that experimented on such a valuable person with demonized knights wouldn't so easily tell him about this person and let him take revenge!

Even if, due to pressure from the Secret Society and Reyes, they were forced to tell him the information, they would deliberately make it vague, leaving him without a clear objective! Although he had anticipated this, Connor never expected this mysterious organization to go to such lengths. The fact that their names were unknown was utter nonsense, and as for the wealthy businessman Rune, the cane seemed useful, but like the first sentence, it was all just empty talk!

As the commercial center of the western coast of the Empire and even the entire western part of the Kaman Empire, and the bridgehead for trade between the Kaman Empire and the East Hoy Continent, Rune is second only to the capital city of Bernau in terms of economy. In the eastern district where Connor currently lives, it can be said that wealthy merchants are everywhere. As for using canes, that is even more common. In the Kaman Empire, canes are not only used as practical tools, but also as a means of displaying one's prestige. They are quite popular among middle-aged and elderly people. Anyone with a bit of status will get themselves a cane to use. It can be said that seven or eight out of ten wealthy merchants in Rune use canes.

A tiny flame appeared at his fingertips. Connor sneered and without hesitation burned the letter to ashes. Searching according to the information given by this mysterious organization was like looking for a needle in a haystack, utterly meaningless.

The thought of the Dark Source Stone in his spatial ring finally eased Connor's nausea at the mysterious organization! Connor was naturally very satisfied with the Dark Source Stone, a treasure that could greatly shorten his time, so he was too lazy to care about the "employer information." Anyway, even if he did care, given Reye's attitude of prioritizing harmony, he would probably just settle things peacefully in the end!

What's the most urgent matter right now? Of course, it's to comprehend the laws within the Dark Source Stone and reach the level of Advanced Wizard Apprentice as soon as possible. Originally, even without the Dark Source Stone, Connor planned to take some time these next few days to visit apartment number 91 on Shilock Street in the West District of Rune to see if he could contact the assassin organization, Cagliari. However, with his breakthrough to Advanced Wizard Apprentice at stake, even with his close relationship with George, George's affairs had to be put on hold. Not only George's affairs, but also Margaret's affairs, the magic stone ore alchemy golem… and all sorts of other things had to be postponed!

In short, everything should wait until he becomes a senior wizard apprentice. In this world, only one's own strength is the only thing one can rely on!

But before that, Connor had something important to do...

Leaning over his desk, Connor took out a pen from his pocket and began writing furiously on a piece of paper. After a moment, Connor stopped writing, looked at what he had written, which was better than what the reporter had written, gently blew on the still-damp ink on the paper, nodded in satisfaction, folded the paper, and put it into the envelope he had prepared.

As always, Connor donned his trench coat and bowler hat, and stepped out of the apartment once again.

Arriving at the Rune Post Office by public carriage, Connor did not choose the special passage reserved for nobles and wealthy merchants, but instead discreetly joined the long queue at the ordinary window.

After waiting in line for almost half an hour, it was finally Connor's turn to go to the window. Under the impatient gaze of the post office clerk, Connor nonchalantly asked, "How much does it cost to mail a letter to Carmen Street in the North District?"

"Outside of the southern district, any item weighing less than one kilogram in the city of Luen is worth ten pence!" the rather attractive salesman said lazily.

"Post this letter to the seventh mailbox in apartment number 31, Carmen Street!" Connor nodded, handing over the letter while taking out his wallet to find change to pay. However, at this step, Connor seemed to encounter an unexpected little problem.

Connor was embarrassed to discover that the smallest of the dozens of banknotes in his wallet was a ten-pound note; he didn't have a penny or even a shilling. So, with no other choice, Connor could only pull out a ten-pound note from his wallet and hand it over to the clerk, who was staring in disbelief.

"Sir, don't you have any change?" Reaching through the window to take the ten-pound note Connor handed her, the clerk recovered from her initial shock. With the ten pounds in hand, her tone towards Connor changed from lazy and impatient to respectful and polite, and she addressed him with the formal "you."

In the currency system of the Kaman Empire, one gold pound was equal to twenty shillings, and one shilling was equal to twelve pence. That is to say, the ten gold pounds that Connor handed over were equal to three thousand six hundred pence. According to the unified regulations of the Loen municipality, the Loen post office clerk was the lowest-ranking civil servant. His annual salary plus bonuses plus commissions might not even be as much as the banknote that Connor handed over!

"I was in a bit of a rush and forgot my change!" Connor said apologetically. He had long since stopped caring about the change in the salesperson's attitude and tone. If he were after these things, he would have gone through the special lane instead of queuing here.

(End of this chapter)