Wizard Earl

Chapter 542 Reminiscing about the Past

Suppose that Emery was going to meet with the Secret Society, and the person he was meeting was Varga. At that time, Emery discovered that Connor was following him, so he secretly contacted Varga in a way that Connor did not notice, wanting Varga to kill Connor. This is not impossible. Perhaps... this is very likely the truth!

The second piece of evidence is that during the initial encounter, the Castia Barrier was about to be breached by the red liquid released by the bronze-masked man's vines. Therefore, Connor had no choice but to unleash the Undead Entanglement technique, which had never been used in actual combat before. The Undead Entanglement was quite powerful, and Connor easily dealt with the vines releasing the red liquid. Enhancing his morale, Connor continued to use Undead Entanglement to attack the bronze-masked man. However, the bronze-masked man tapped his bronze mask, releasing a grayish-white mist, and then used this mist to escape.

At the time, Connor was very wary of the Bronze Mask Man's bizarre methods. In addition, Connor believed in not pursuing a defeated foe too far, so he did not continue to hunt him down relentlessly. However, after returning to his apartment in Ferguson, Connor never expected that his auxiliary chip would tell him that the grayish-white mist released by the Bronze Mask Man was a kind of mental virus, and that Connor had been infected by the Divine Ocean.

Although somewhat doubtful, Connor trusted the auxiliary chip and checked his mind several times. He finally found a small gray-white spot infected by the virus. Just when Connor had tried everything to find a solution to the virus in his mind, Varga suddenly appeared the next day. After some indescribable events, Varga told Connor that she had discovered a problem with his mind during those events!

To be honest, Connor was somewhat skeptical of what Varga said at the time, but he didn't think much of it. In addition, the virus infecting his sea was urgent, so Connor told Varga everything about the virus in his sea. After examining him, Varga told Connor that the virus infecting his sea was called Gray Tarot, which was very troublesome, but she had a solution. Sure enough, after Varga used a few bottles of medicine, the "Gray Tarot" in Connor's sea was cured and disappeared completely.

At the time, Connor was amazed by the wonder of Varga's potion and didn't think much of it, but now that he thinks about it, it all seems like such a coincidence!

"Connor, you're right. The person you fought with outside the city was me!" Meeting Connor's hesitant gaze, Varga smiled sadly, then took out a mask from her spatial ring. This mask was none other than the bronze mask worn by the bronze masked man in the battle several years ago.

Looking at the bronze mask in Varga's hand, Connor was filled with mixed feelings. Although he had guessed from various pieces of evidence that the person in the bronze mask was Varga, it was still a different feeling when Varga actually confirmed his guess!

However, Varga's frankness brought Connor a sense of relief. Although he had already made a decision before returning to the safe house—trusting Varga's loyalty and pretending not to notice anything, regardless of whether the bronze-masked man was trying to poach him—a suspicious person like him would still have some reservations. But now that Varga had spoken frankly, Connor's reservations naturally vanished!

"Connor, do you remember what I told you last time? I'm not as perfect as you think. I've killed many people, but Connor, I love you. If I could, I wouldn't want you to know that my hands are stained with blood. But if you want to know, Connor, I can tell you anything, or I can open my divine sea so you can use your soul-capturing technique on me..." Varga said softly, tears streaming down her beautiful eyes. After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes, and then a faint energy fluctuation emanated from Varga's body. Connor clearly felt that Varga had indeed opened her divine sea as she had said.

Looking at Varga, whose eyes were closed and whose body was trembling slightly due to the opening of her divine sea, Connor's eyes showed a tenderness. He stepped forward and hugged Varga tightly, gently stroking her hair, and whispered in her ear, "Silly girl..."

While Connor believed in Varga's loyalty, he truly hadn't imagined it would extend to this extent. She was willing to open her divine sea to him, allowing him to cast a soul-capturing spell on her. This was unimaginable for a wizard; for a wizard, opening their divine sea to another was tantamount to entrusting their life to that person—they wouldn't even know how they died, depending on the other's will. In the wizarding world, even one's closest confidants might not have the same level of trust in opening their divine sea to another wizard.

For a psychic wizard like Connor, casting a soul-capturing spell on a wizard of the same level doesn't even require the opponent to open their mind; he can see their important memories. Once the mind is open, all of the opponent's memories are at Connor's disposal, with no possibility of concealment! Most importantly, Varga knows how domineering Connor's soul-capturing spell is. No matter how careful Connor is when casting it on her, her soul will inevitably be affected to some extent!

Without a doubt, Varga proved with her actions how much she loved Connor. Deeply moved, Connor grasped Varga's hand tightly and said firmly, "Varga, if I can't even trust you, then I, Connor Ferguson, am all alone in this world. Who else can I trust?"

"Connor..." Upon hearing Connor's words, Varga, who was leaning against Connor's chest, immediately had tears in her eyes. She murmured Connor's name and began to sob.

It took Connor quite a while to calm Varga down and allow her to re-seal her divine sea. Leaning against Connor's chest, Varga regained her composure and rationality, and whispered to him, "Connor, let me join forces with you to kill Victor. I know you didn't want me to help you before because you were worried about my strength, but I might be stronger than you think..."

(End of this chapter)