Wizard Earl

Chapter 394 Goodbye Martina

Watching Margaret's figure gradually turn into a small white dot in the forest, Connor's smile faded, a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes, but he gradually returned to calm.

Neither of them said it aloud, but both Connor and Margaret knew in their hearts that Lenglet was looking for Connor. They had already realized that Lenglet was looking for them and that Connor was destroying his distraction, but they hadn't expected Lenglet to act so quickly. According to Connor's prediction, it would take Lenglet several months to recover from the destruction of his distraction.

But it doesn't matter now, what's coming will come sooner or later! It's just a matter of dealing with whatever comes our way!

Back in his apartment from the grove, Connor began the second course of treatment for his energy backlash injuries. He had taken the first bottle of Candice Energy Potion, which had been remarkably effective in controlling his injuries. With his continued recuperation over the past few days, Connor's energy backlash injuries were essentially healed. However, to avoid leaving any hidden injuries that might hinder his future progress, Connor decided to take a second bottle of energy potion to completely cure his energy backlash injuries.

Three days later, when Connor had completely eliminated the hidden dangers of his injuries and was about to celebrate his recovery as he walked out of his apartment, he saw a face he absolutely did not want to see at the door of his own apartment.

"What are you doing here?" Connor asked in a low voice, his eyes narrowed, looking at Martina, who was standing in front of the door in a white Byzantine dress and a smile on her face. Although Martina was unusually smiling as she came to see him, no matter how Connor looked at her, he felt that her smile was very formulaic and completely a forced smile.

Most importantly, Martina's reappearance gave Connor a very strong sense of unease. Connor didn't believe Martina had come to him wanting to have a long talk about "life and ideals." Undoubtedly, Martina's presence here meant the Secret Society wanted to see him, which was not good news for Connor, who was already wary of the Secret Society because of the "Mental Spring Potion."

"Mr. Connor, our salon is being held again today, and I came especially to pick you up!" Martina said with a smile. Anyone who saw Martina at this moment would not associate this polite young lady with the bloodthirsty and cruel dark wizard of the secret society.

When Connor heard Martina say she was coming to pick him up, his expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with shock and turmoil.

Is the secret society about to turn against me now?

As this thought crossed his mind, a murderous glint appeared in Connor's eyes. If the Secret Society truly intended to harm him, he might as well strike first, eliminate Martina, and then escape. He had just broken through to become a high-level wizard apprentice and was already able to defeat Martina; now that his innate spell had evolved from Shadow Chains to Abyss Chains, his strength had greatly increased, and killing Martina would be no difficult task!

Just as Connor was getting deeper into his thoughts and preparing to unleash a mental shockwave, Martina, seeing him fall silent, spoke again, slightly annoyed, "Mr. Connor, today's salon will discuss some very important historical issues, and some new friends will be joining us. The old gentleman specifically asked me to pick you up!"

Martina will never know that her unintentional words of urging would inadvertently save her life.

After carefully considering Martina's words, Connor gave her a deep look, then turned and walked towards his apartment, saying, "Wait a moment, I need to get something from the house!"

Back in the apartment, Connor, his eyes cold, pulled out four small wooden boxes from his spatial ring—the same ones he'd given Margaret a few days earlier. He'd used the materials Margaret had given him to craft five crystal alchemy bombs, but he'd only given Margaret one. Margaret couldn't have missed this, but it was an unspoken secret between them. You can't expect an alchemist to do something for free; you have to pay them a fee.

Connor opened each of the small wooden boxes, took out the crystal alchemy bombs inside, and placed them in hidden spots in the apartment. Although Connor sensed from Martina's urging that the Secret Society didn't seem to want to confront him directly or completely break ties with him, given Connor's cautious nature, he knew he had to take precautions against the Secret Society.

Connor glanced at the crystal alchemical bomb that had been placed there, hesitated for a moment, then quickly wrote down a message on a piece of paper. After finishing the message, Connor lightly stomped his foot, and the apartment floor tiles suddenly cracked open, revealing a silver box underneath. He placed the letter inside the silver box, then dodged his foot again, and the silver box containing the letter instantly returned to the ground. The cracked floor tiles closed up again, leaving no trace.

After doing all this, Connor took a deep breath to calm himself down, then walked out of the apartment and said to Martina with great difficulty, "Let's go!"

Martina, who had been waiting impatiently, turned around and led the way. After walking for ten minutes, Martina led Connor to a small alley in the northern district. Just when Connor thought this was the end, Martina waved her hand and a black carriage emerged from the depths of the alley, driven by a coachman in a black robe whose face was not visible, and stopped in front of Martina and Connor.

"Get on the bus!"

Without even glancing at Connor, Martina uttered those two words. Before the words had even finished, she took the lead, stepping onto the carriage and entering the cabin.

After a slight hesitation, Connor followed closely behind and boarded the mysterious carriage. However, just before entering the carriage, Connor glanced at the coachman who had remained silent, and for some reason, he vaguely felt that the coachman's aura was somewhat familiar.

Upon entering the carriage, Connor took a closer look and saw that Martina was the only person in the spacious carriage. Without saying a word, he sat down in the seat opposite Martina. Perhaps because it was just the two of them in the carriage, Martina decided to drop the pretense. She took a bracelet from her spatial ring and tossed it to Connor, coldly saying without expression, "Wear this!"

(End of this chapter)