Wizard Earl

Chapter 421 Past Events Like Smoke

Ten seconds may not seem like much, just one-sixth of a minute. For ordinary people, it's over in the blink of an eye. But for a wizard, ten seconds is enough time to do a lot, such as casting spells ahead of time or using enchanted items. Imagine being ten seconds faster than your opponent in a life-or-death battle; you're undoubtedly closer to victory!

"Margaret, believe me! Your mental strength isn't as good as you think!" Connor slowly opened his eyes and solemnly warned Margaret. He spoke these words with utmost sincerity and genuine feeling. When his cultivation level was still low, Connor was truly grateful that he was a mental wizard and that his mental strength was far stronger than that of wizards of the same level.

But now, as a high-level wizard apprentice, Connor gradually understands what Reyes had told him. Mental wizards are lucky! But they are also unlucky!

Besides his physical strength not being able to meet the demands of his mental development, what alarmed Connor even more was that he could now hear those mysterious whispers that he used to only hear when breaking through to higher realms, even during his regular cultivation. Although these whispers couldn't shake Connor's resolve at the moment, it was foreseeable that in the not-too-distant future, these mysterious whispers would definitely be a big problem for him!

Hearing Connor's advice, Margaret nodded slightly. However, looking into Margaret's eyes, Connor sighed inwardly. He knew that his advice had not really had any effect on Margaret.

Dhaka town is not far from Ruen. Connor and Margaret only took less than three hours by train to reach the Dhaka town train station.

Looking at the scenery before him, just as it had been when he first arrived a few years ago, Connor was filled with emotion. Back then, when Rebecca was still filled with unease after killing Vidal, how could he have imagined that a few years later, he would have become a high-level wizard apprentice?

After checking the tickets, Margaret looked at Connor with a half-smile and said meaningfully, "Having come this far, have you thought about where we're going?"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean." Connor was startled when he heard Margaret say this, but on the surface he pretended not to know.

"Don't understand what I mean? It's okay, Connor, you'll understand everything in a moment. Seriously, I owe my discovery of this underground palace to you, Connor!" Margaret brushed a stray strand of purple hair from her forehead and gazed at the distant mountains of Dhaka town, speaking softly.

Following Margaret's gaze, Connor instantly understood. His face darkened, and he asked Margaret in a low voice, "Margaret, what exactly do you want with me here?"

Sensing the hostility in Connor's words, Margaret glanced at him, then wrapped her slender, smooth arm around his again, whispering intimately in his ear, "Connor, you bad boy, why do you always get so angry?"

With a cold laugh, Connor pulled his arm away from Margaret's embrace and said decisively, "Margaret, if you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, don't blame me for not keeping up!"

"Seriously, why are you so angry! Let's talk as we walk, okay?" Seeing that Connor was really serious, Margaret didn't dare to joke with him anymore and spoke up again:

Seeing that Connor did not object, Margaret took Connor's arm again, and they walked along the streets of Dhaka town, pretending to be an ordinary tourist couple, towards the mountains outside the town.

"Do you know when I met you?" Margaret asked Connor telepathically.

"I don't think it was at Mr. Harvey's birthday party at Pavard Estate!" Walking along this path he had walked a few years ago, Connor recalled the scene of his first meeting with Margaret, and a wry smile appeared on his face. His guess at the time was indeed correct. There was a reason why Margaret asked him to dance at the party!

"Not too stupid! Remember Vidal? The Church had his eye on him back then, but who would have thought he'd die here!" Margaret said with a smile, pointing to the castle that could be vaguely seen in the distance, her voice filled with excitement.

Looking at the castle that originally belonged to the wealthy merchant Fabinho, and the seal of the Church of Storms on the castle, Connor turned to gaze at Margaret standing beside him.

Although Connor had already guessed from his conversation with Margaret that Margaret's destination was the castle where he had killed Vidal and Rebecca.

But now that we've come this far, if Margaret is still stammering and doesn't tell him the whole story, why she's here, Connor guarantees he'll turn around and leave immediately, and won't hesitate to ask Margaret to help him kill old Victor anymore!

"Alright, alright, I confess, I confess everything. Vidal was someone the church assigned to me. I didn't immediately close the net; I was planning to play the long game and catch a bigger fish. I never expected him to die here, and you, with your entanglement with Rebecca, became the prime suspect in Vidal's murder!"

"Because of your status as the heir to the Ferguson family's Earldom and the status of your mother's family, and because it coincided with the outbreak of the Guacertino incident, when the then Bishop of the Church of Rune Storms, Constantine, was embroiled in scandal and did not want to escalate the conflict with the noble and wealthy class, the matter was temporarily suppressed, and they wanted to investigate you, Connor, after some time!" Standing in front of the castle, Margaret recounted this incident from several years ago to Connor.

"The Church of Storms investigated me?" Upon hearing this from Margaret, Connor was immediately startled and asked her to confirm:

"Yes! But the investigation was temporarily halted after learning your background," Margaret nodded affirmatively. Then, she glanced at Connor and changed the subject, saying, "But Connor, don't worry. The Guacerdino incident hasn't subsided, and the Church hasn't had time to conduct a further investigation into you. We met at the Mönchengladbach Club, and you know what happened next. We've been working together for so long, and you know I know about blood magic, so naturally I have to protect you. I've secretly destroyed the Church's internal investigation report on Vidal's death, and I've also secretly silenced those involved in the investigation!"

(End of this chapter)