Wizard Earl

Chapter 543 The Clues of the Celta Cult

Varga's words immediately filled Connor with helplessness and curiosity. The reason he had initially refused Varga's offer to help him kill old Victor was indeed because he considered that Varga, as an apothecary, might not be strong enough to help him kill old Victor. However, what truly made Connor choose to refuse was the existence of Margaret. For Connor, whether from a personal emotional or rational perspective, letting Varga know that he had a close collaborator like Margaret was ultimately not a good choice.

Speaking of strength, after his fierce battle with the Kararov couple, Connor was indeed curious about just how strong Varga was. He had always used the apothecary's strength as a benchmark to measure Varga's power, but now that he knew the bronze-masked man was Varga, Connor was very much looking forward to seeing her strength. He clearly remembered that encounter when he was still an intermediate wizard apprentice. Before using Undead Binding, he was at a disadvantage against Varga the entire time!

Seeing Connor's expression, Varga, who knew him very well, naturally knew what Connor was thinking. She covered her mouth and chuckled softly, then seductively leaned close to Connor's ear and whispered, "If I hadn't recognized you, you bad guy, outside the city, I would have..."

Before Varga could finish speaking, Connor thrust at her waist, causing Varga to gasp in surprise as he pinned her down. A wicked smile played on Connor's lips as he said to Varga beneath him with amusement, "So what if you do this...?"

"What else can I do... I can only submit to Lord Connor..." A blush rose on her pretty face, and Varga said softly and shyly.

"hey-hey······"

After an indescribable encounter, a somewhat exhausted Connor lay on the bed, seemingly still savoring the intensity of the moment.

Varga recovered even faster than Connor. Leaning against Connor, she said earnestly, "Connor, after becoming an advanced wizard apprentice, I focused more on potion-making, so my combat strength has fallen a bit, but I won't be too far behind you, and I won't hold you back..."

Hearing that Varga still insisted on helping him kill old Victor, Connor felt quite helpless. Perhaps Varga was not weak, but he and Margaret had already discussed and reached an agreement on killing old Victor. Moreover, now that Martina was an ally, abandoning Margaret and Martina and joining forces with Varga was not a good choice no matter how you looked at it.

While the logic was sound, Connor couldn't tell Varga the truth because Margaret was involved. Furthermore, unable to think of a better solution immediately, Connor could only vaguely reply to Varga, "Let me think about it!"

Although Connor did not directly refuse, the sensitive Varga still sensed the meaning behind his words. Varga nodded without making a sound, but a hint of doubt appeared in her beautiful eyes.

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"What has Connor been up to lately?" In the small garden of a manor on the outskirts of Rune City, a very old man, his body hunched over, was carefully watering the flowers while casually asking the cold, beautiful woman behind him:

When old Victor suddenly asked about Connor, Martina's face remained expressionless, but her heart tightened. She said in a low voice, "Connor has been spending most of his time in his Ferguson apartment these days, only occasionally going out to eat at a few hotels or have coffee at a coffee shop. There's nothing suspicious about him!"

After listening to Martina's explanation, old Victor made no comment and continued watering his flowers, as if his question had been merely casual. However, Martina, who knew old Victor's temperament very well, naturally understood that if he had asked, it was definitely not a casual question, but rather he had his own reasons. Since old Victor didn't speak, Martina didn't wait for him to speak, but carefully considered her words and tentatively asked, "Butler Victor, the matters at the church are now considered settled. Should I inform Connor to come here to see you?"

Old Victor waved his hand behind him and said calmly, "Not for now. By the way, what's the situation with the Celta Cult infiltrating Rune's group?"

"So far, I've only found Sandro, a high-ranking Celta Cult apprentice, in downtown Rune, but I suspect he didn't come alone. There should be other Celta Cult members in Rune!" Martina continued without hesitation.

"Hmm, last time the Celta Cult sent Lindelof and several intermediate wizard apprentices, and we wiped them all out. This time, they certainly won't just send Sandro; he should at least have a senior wizard apprentice as an accomplice. Those Celta Cult guys are so relentlessly pursuing the Ferguson family; I'm genuinely curious what treasure the Ferguson family's ancestors obtained from the Celta Cult!" Old Victor confirmed Martina's guess and muttered to himself with some curiosity.

"Martina, mobilize all our forces in Rune and find all the Celta Cult members there. This time, I'm going to give that little rascal Connor a big surprise!" After thinking for a moment, old Victor turned to Martina and commanded.

"Yes! I understand, I'll do it right away!" Upon hearing old Victor's order, Martina nodded solemnly and replied.

However, while Martina and old Victor were discussing things, and Connor and Varga were enjoying a sweet time in the safe house, on the second floor of Pedro's Café, opposite the Ferguson Apartments at 16 Land Street in the East Loen district, a middle-aged woman and an exceptionally handsome young man were sitting by the window, leisurely drinking coffee.

"This is Rune! It's definitely much more prosperous than Garotenia!" Taking a sip of his fragrant coffee and looking out at the bustling streets, the young man couldn't help but sigh. Although he spoke Kaman, his accent was very awkward, with a strong southern Kaman Empire accent. The Garotenia region he mentioned was located in the southern part of the Kaman Empire, near the Posis United Kingdom.

(End of this chapter)