Wizard Earl

Chapter 553 Alex Sandro (2)

Sandro moved the crystal vase in the villa's bedroom on his own. As he moved, the bedroom tiles slowly opened, revealing an opening large enough for a person to pass through. Without hesitation, Sandro stepped through the opening, and as he entered, the tiles slowly closed, and the vase moved back to its original position, making everything exactly the same as before.

The opening leads to the basement of the villa. Despite the villa's dilapidated exterior and its long-standing disrepair, the basement is quite luxurious, covering an area of ​​over 50 square meters. It features genuine Bohemian plush carpets, a comfortable and soft velvet bed, an exquisitely designed fireplace, and so on.

Feeling the cold and dark atmosphere of the basement, Sandro frowned slightly. He then took out a kerosene lamp from his spatial ring, pointed his finger at it, and the lamp instantly ignited, providing ample light to the entire basement. Clearly, the fuel in the lamp was not ordinary kerosene.

Sandro casually hung the kerosene lamp on the wall, flicked his finger toward the fireplace, and the firewood inside began to burn brightly. In a moment, the cold and dampness of the basement was completely dispelled. Seeing this, Sandro's furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and he comfortably leaned back on the soft sofa, taking out the small bronze mirror he had found in the guest room of Ferguson's apartment from his spatial ring!

"What is this?" Sandro muttered to himself as he carefully examined the small bronze mirror.

Sandro didn't believe that the small bronze mirror was what he was looking for. Sandro's mentor was a very powerful and formal wizard of the Celta Cult, which allowed Sandro to know a lot of information that others didn't. After summarizing this information, Sandro vaguely discovered that what Stip Ferguson took away from the Celta Cult back then seemed to be a fire-attribute gem that had magical effects on advanced wizarding apprentices!

Although the information didn't specify the exact function of this fire-attribute gem, what effect would be miraculous for an advanced wizard apprentice? Mr. Alex Sandro's understanding was—to break through and become a full-fledged wizard! This is why he risked being discovered by the Church of Storms, traveling thousands of miles from the Galotenian region, where the Celta Church was located, to the city of Rune!

Five years ago, in a battle with his mortal enemy, Sandro successfully killed him, but he was also seriously injured in the enemy's final desperate counterattack. Although he has now recovered from his injuries, he has been left with a chronic condition, making it impossible for him to break through to become a formal wizard through normal means. The only way for him to become a formal wizard is through the fire-attribute gem hidden by the Ferguson family. Although the hope is slim, Sunderland has made up his mind to do so, and he will not stop until he obtains the gem.

As for why Sandro knew that what he was looking for was a fire-attribute gem, and why he still took the small bronze mirror from the guest room in Ferguson's apartment, it's because Sandro was from the Celtic Church. Although he wasn't very proficient in alchemy, he could still refine some common alchemical items. When he was inspecting Ferguson's apartment, although the small bronze mirror didn't emit any energy fluctuations, it gave Sandro the feeling of being an alchemical item, which made him very interested.

According to the information Alex Sandro currently has, the Ferguson family has not produced a single wizard since Stip Ferguson, who defected from the Celta Cult. Furthermore, the owner of Ferguson Apartments, Connor Ferguson, the first in line to inherit the Ferguson family fortune, is merely an ordinary person with the strength of a formal knight. The discovery of a small bronze mirror, which appears to be an alchemical artifact, in the guest room of an ordinary person's home is certainly suspicious.

Sandro also had his own considerations. If he were Stipe Ferguson, who took the fire-attribute gem from the Celta Cult, knowing that the Celta Cult would not leave it unattended, he would never have preserved the gem in its original state. He would have definitely disguised the gem to prevent outsiders from discovering its whereabouts. From this point of view, perhaps this small bronze mirror has some connection with that fire-attribute gem!

However, just as Sandro found no clues in the small bronze mirror with his naked eye and was about to take some items from his spatial ring for a more detailed examination, his expression suddenly changed. He suddenly realized that someone had thrown several Molotov cocktails into the windows of the villa above the basement. The Molotov cocktails ignited as soon as they came into contact with the bed sheets, curtains, and wooden cabinets in the villa. The fire spread extremely quickly, and in no time, the entire villa was engulfed in a scorching inferno.

Anger and confusion flashed in his brown eyes, but Alex Sandro restrained his indignation. He reacted quickly, immediately putting away the kerosene lamp hanging on the wall, and then punched one of the basement walls. The wall collapsed instantly, revealing a dark passageway large enough for one person to walk through. Sandro turned his head with some regret to look at the furnishings in the basement, and then a ruthless look appeared on his face. He flicked his fingers, and streaks of dark red flame flew from his hands, quickly igniting on the carpet, fireplace, and sofa!

After erasing all traces he had left behind, Alex Sandro cursed under his breath and ran out through the secret passage. This was a suitable place he had spent ten days finding after arriving in Rune, and now it was ruined. If he ever found out who had betrayed him, he would make that bastard pay the price!

A few minutes later, Alex Sandro climbed out of a manhole cover on a nearby street. After briefly surveying the area, Sandro headed towards a grove of trees. He had rehearsed this escape route beforehand to prevent situations like this from happening again. Behind the grove of trees was a small hotel, which could serve as his new base of operations!

However, Sandro had only taken a step or two in the grove when he seemed to sense something. He raised an eyebrow, became alert, and stopped in his tracks. His rough hand reached for his belt, which was inlaid with a ruby.

"Who's this friend waiting for me here?" In the pitch-black night, Sandro focused his gaze on the two large locust trees thirty meters to his left and said in a deep voice:

(End of this chapter)