Wizard Earl

Chapter 420 Testing

Just as Connor was lost in thought, the cool female voice of the auxiliary chip rang in his mind. He listened carefully to every word of the chip's assessment, a glint of light flashing in Connor's eyes. Then, Connor silently asked the auxiliary chip in his mind, "Can you determine whether this unknown energy is inherent to the Kasyapa Demon Body Technique itself, or whether it was added separately?"

"Beep! Based on the database, the auxiliary chip determines that the correlation between this unknown energy and the main training method of the Kasyapa Demon Body Technique is 21%, which is lower than the normal level of 87%. It is highly likely that it was artificially added later!" Three seconds after Connor asked the question, the auxiliary chip gave Connor the answer he wanted.

"Just as I expected!" A cold smile appeared on Connor's lips as he muttered to himself. The moment he obtained the crystal that recorded the Kasyapa Demon Body Technique, Connor had the auxiliary chip examine and analyze the spell. The result was almost exactly what Connor had predicted!

Although it's still unclear what the effect of this unknown energy is, it doesn't matter anymore. Given Connor's current situation, even without thinking, he can understand that this isn't original; it's something someone added on later, and it's definitely a scheme to sabotage him.

Connor used his last of the three slots to choose the Kasyapa Demon Body Technique as a test—a test of the Secret Society and Old Victor. Last time, at the manor in Norwich Forest, Old Victor hadn't attacked him, giving Connor a sliver of hope. But this time, the result of using the Kasyapa Demon Body Technique confirmed Connor's suspicions that the Secret Society harbored ill intentions towards him! It also solidified Connor's resolve to find an opportunity to strike Old Victor first!

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"Now you can tell me where we're going, right?" In the waiting room of Rune Train Station, Connor, disguised as a burly red-haired man, asked the purple-haired young woman who was sleeping beside him, her arm linked with his and her shoulder resting on his.

The purple-haired young woman was undoubtedly Margaret. To avoid attracting attention, Connor and Margaret once again chose to appear as a newlywed couple. They had met here ten minutes earlier as agreed, but Margaret hadn't yet told Connor where the underground palace they were heading to was.

Upon hearing Connor's telepathic message, Margaret, disguised as a purple-haired young woman, did not directly answer Connor's question. Instead, she waved her delicate white hand in front of Connor, and as if by magic, a train ticket appeared in her hand.

Connor took the train ticket from Margaret and glanced at it. He frowned slightly when he saw the ticket, which clearly read "Rune-Daka"!

Margaret's destination was the small town of Dhaka? This news really caught Connor off guard. You see, Connor's wizarding journey began in Dhaka. In the town of Dhaka, he killed Vidal and Rebecca, the adulterous couple who had cursed him, and then obtained the key to open the door to the wizarding world from Vidal.

Although he was slightly shaken, the shrewd Connor remained outwardly calm. Just then, Connor's expression changed, and he gently patted the back of Margaret, who was leaning against his shoulder as if she were sleeping. Margaret opened her eyes, but a hint of confusion flashed in her beautiful eyes. She seemed not to understand why Connor patted her. However, five seconds later, the confusion in her eyes disappeared, and she stood up from beside Connor and pulled out her suitcase.

"Waaaaah..."

Half a minute later, the train whistle sounded as it approached the station. People rushed in and blocked the entrance. Connor and Margaret entered compartment number seven, which was on their tickets. Connor took a small steel ball from his spatial ring and placed it on the round table in the compartment. The next second, an invisible barrier condensed, and compartment number seven, where Connor and Margaret were, seemed to be cut off from the train. The movements on the train could be felt inside the compartment, but no sound could be heard outside.

"Connor, you call yourself a nobleman of the Kaman Empire, yet you have no manners whatsoever!" Having finally squeezed through the crowd, carrying her suitcase, into her and Connor's private compartment, Margaret glared angrily at Connor and complained:

Again, to avoid attracting attention, Connor and Margaret didn't book a luxury train compartment, but rather a regular compartment typically reserved for middle-class families. While this ensured privacy, it also meant missing the private boarding lane and having to squeeze through the crowds with everyone else. Margaret, clearly unfamiliar with this situation, struggled to navigate the throng with her suitcase, which was practically larger than her body…

If she could use her powers, even if the suitcase were ten times larger, it would be a piece of cake for Margaret. However, this was the Rune Railway Station, where the special department of the Kaman Empire, the "Hunters," had two intermediate wizard apprentices stationed. They had also placed a special instrument to detect energy fluctuations here, so Margaret had no choice but to endure it.

"Please! You're a high-level wizard apprentice, okay? Can't your spatial ring hold this big guy?" Connor, comfortably leaning back in his chair in the private room, spread his hands innocently.

"You bastard!" Margaret, sitting in her seat, gritted her teeth and cursed at Connor.

Shrugging indifferently, Connor pulled up the curtain on his side of the carriage, closed his eyes, and wanted to rest for a while. It had been two hours since he had finished refining the alchemical items he had prepared for this mission. The long hours of alchemy had left even a senior wizard apprentice feeling somewhat tired.

After a stop of about ten minutes at Rune Station, the train embarked on its journey to the distant Empire, passing through the town of Dakka along the way.

"Has your mental strength reached the peak of the apprentice stage?" Ten minutes after the train started moving, Margaret looked at Connor, who was resting, and asked with a somewhat complicated expression:

"Not quite! I'm a mental wizard, so it's natural that my mental strength is a bit stronger than yours. Otherwise, what would I be doing here?" Connor replied calmly without opening his eyes.

"Ten seconds! You sensed the train ten seconds before me, and you call that a little better?" Margaret's lips curled into a self-deprecating smile.

(End of this chapter)