Wizard Earl

Chapter 530 Divination

"The reason he possesses such strong mental power is most likely because he's a rumored mental wizard skilled in mental abilities. Besides, I also believe he likely has a second-tier enchanted item that can amplify mental power; otherwise, his mental power wouldn't have been able to suppress me!" The chubby uncle calmly analyzed, rubbing his balding head.

"A psychic wizard?" The blonde woman frowned and said in a low voice, a hint of curiosity appearing on her face.

"Hmm! The person who fought me with his mental power at Reno's Pharmacy is very likely a high-level mental wizard apprentice. Mental wizard apprentices have mental power far exceeding that of wizards of the same level and are extremely skilled in mental attacks. However, it is said that there are very few wizards with mental talent, and because mental wizards have very high inspiration, they are very easy to lose control, making it very difficult for them to grow. I never thought I would encounter a mental wizard here, and a high-level one at that. Fate is really strange sometimes!" The fat uncle stood up from his chair and sighed. As he spoke, a resolute glint appeared in his small eyes.

Seeing that the fat man had made up his mind, the blonde woman, although she disapproved of his behavior and hesitated as if she wanted to say something more, ultimately remained silent, tacitly accepting his actions and standing quietly to the side, watching him with concern.

The portly man took a deep breath and then uttered an ancient and obscure incantation. Surprisingly, while most incantations are chanted quickly to save time, the man chanted the incantation very slowly, each Byzantine word clearly, as if afraid that someone might not understand it.

As the portly man chanted his incantation, the Destiny Coin in his hand began to glow with a faint golden light. When the light became so bright it was almost blinding, the portly man stopped chanting, stared intently at the coin, and asked seriously, "Just who was the psychic wizard who fought me with his mental power in Reno's Pharmacy?"

As soon as the fat uncle finished speaking, the golden light on the coin suddenly surged again, and then floated in mid-air in front of the fat uncle. However, the fat uncle's face turned extremely ugly at this moment, because in his vision, the Destiny Coin, which was emitting golden light, had cracked with several small cracks.

Seeing this, the fat uncle had a bad feeling and quickly prepared to start chanting again. However, before he could open his mouth, the Destiny Coin floating in mid-air suddenly let out a mournful cry.

"Buzz!"

After the mournful cry, the Destiny Coin shattered into pieces in mid-air, much to the surprise and shock of the unsuspecting fat uncle and blonde aunt. The fragments of the Destiny Coin that fell to the ground were not spared either; they turned into small fireballs as soon as they hit the ground, and burned into ashes within seconds. Only the burn marks left on the floor tiles proved what had just happened.

The whole process happened very quickly. Before the fat uncle, who was about to chant the incantation, could even open his mouth, his Destiny Coin had already turned to ashes and disappeared completely. This scene left the fat uncle and the blonde auntie couple completely dumbfounded.

"Old man, are you alright...?" The blonde woman was the first to react when she saw the burn marks left by the Destiny Coin on the floor tiles, and looked at the fat man with concern.

Under the concerned gaze of the blonde woman, the chubby man, whose eyes revealed a hint of fear, slowly shook his head to indicate that he was alright!

After confirming that the portly man was indeed alright, the blonde woman breathed a sigh of relief. She then turned her attention back to the burn marks on the floor tiles, and, still somewhat shaken, whispered to the portly man, "Old man, what happened?"

Holding the blonde woman's hand, the chubby man said with a wry smile, "This guy seems to have some connections. He has a formal wizard protecting his fate, and the Fate Coin has suffered a backlash..."

Just as the chubby uncle was explaining to the blonde aunt, he had no idea that in the Genoa Manor in Bernabéu, the capital of the Kaman Empire, a refined middle-aged man took out a crystal card from his spatial ring. Looking at the black question mark that appeared on the card, a faint smile appeared on the refined middle-aged man's face. Then he turned around and looked behind him, in the direction of Rune.

"Someone has divined Connor's origins; it seems it's time for Victor to speed things up..." the refined middle-aged man murmured to himself.

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"Connor, do you think they'll come?" In the Salah Café in the Nice neighborhood of the Rune East district, an ordinary-looking girl sat at the back, flipping through the latest issue of the Kaman Empire's fashion magazine, *Marilyn Monroe*, while holding her coffee.

However, no one in the coffee shop noticed that, under the cover of the Marilyn Monroe magazine, the girl was seemingly talking to her sapphire ring, which looked no different from an ordinary ring and was very inconspicuous.

"Don't worry, it's Kararov who needs your help now, he'll definitely come!" Connor said in a low voice as he cut Harry's steak with a knife and fork in the Madeira restaurant across from Salah's Café. He was also wearing a sapphire ring on his hand that was exactly the same as the one on the girl reading a fashion magazine in Salah's Café.

That girl was Varga, and this time and place was the same address and time that Connor had left on the notebook for Mr. Kararov.

"Connor, you keep mentioning that Kararov is a very skilled alchemist. Could he possibly discover this ring?" Varga's curious voice came from the ring on Connor's hand.

"He'll definitely find the ring!" Connor said with satisfaction, his eyes narrowed as he put a piece of steak into his mouth, savoring the juices and the tender texture of the steak. His tone was full of certainty.

"Huh?" Varga exclaimed, seemingly surprised by Connor's answer. A moment later, Varga's somewhat annoyed voice came from the ring again: "Connor, you scoundrel! You knew you couldn't hide it from Kararov, yet you still made me wear this thing!"

(End of this chapter)