Wizard Earl

Chapter 562 Returning

Chapter 562 Returning

Because the sensors on the trash cans on the street had been removed, Ferguson Apartments was no longer being monitored. In addition, wanting to obtain the secret letters Martina and Margaret would send him as soon as possible, Connor carefully considered his options and decided not to return to the safe house on Ramsey Street. Instead, he quietly stayed in his Ferguson Apartments to recuperate and recover.

For the first few days, things were peaceful, just as Connor had imagined. The Celtic wizards, who had already searched his apartment and taken away the small bronze mirror, did not "visit" Ferguson's apartment again. However, on the morning of the third day, Connor, who was peacefully recuperating on the second floor of the apartment, suddenly opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

If he wasn't mistaken, at this moment, in a restaurant called "Mr. Gonzalo's Steakhouse" two hundred meters away on the street behind the apartment, a middle-aged man wearing a plaid coat and with a slightly stiff face was sitting at his window seat, eating steak and drinking red wine, but his eyes and mental energy were secretly observing his apartment.

"This is... Alex Sandro?"

Sensing something amiss, Connor used his mental power to carefully observe the man for a while. To his surprise, he discovered that although he was certain he was seeing the man's face for the first time, the man's aura was exactly the same as that of Alex Sandro, who was holding his small bronze mirror in Warehouse No. 6 of the Valladolid factory that day!

"What is Sandro trying to do? Is he going to search the apartment again?"

Although it was just a similar aura, Connor had already equated this person with Alex Sandro, the high-ranking wizard apprentice of the Celta Cult. In the wizarding world, changing one's appearance is not a difficult thing; masks, disguises, or some special spells can all achieve this. However, changing one's aura is a very difficult thing, and Connor had firmly memorized Sandro's aura that day.

Although both were advanced wizarding apprentices, Connor's mental power far surpassed Alex Sunderland's due to his status as a psychic wizard. This directly resulted in Connor being able to observe Sandro, while Sandro was unable to observe Connor's presence. A few minutes later, Sandro threw a few banknotes on the table and left the hotel satisfied, never imagining that his supposedly discreet observation had been seen by Connor.

Watching Sandro's departing figure, Connor took out his compass. Looking at the motionless needle, he stroked his chin thoughtfully. The fact that the compass needle hadn't moved was quite unexpected. It seemed the small bronze mirror wasn't on Alex Sandro anymore. But if it wasn't on Sandro, where could it be? On his fellow Celtic companions, Perrin and Wanda?

In Connor's eyes, there was only one reason why Sandro returned: he hadn't found what he was looking for in Connor's small bronze mirror, so he came back to search his Ferguson apartment again.

However, this is to be expected. The small bronze mirror was an enchanted item that Connor crafted himself. How could it possibly have any traces left by Stip Ferguson? If it did, that would be truly bizarre!

After a moment of serious thought, a cold glint appeared in Connor's eyes. No matter what Alex Sandro wanted to do, his Ferguson apartment was not a place that Sandro could search at will, come and go as he pleased!

After a moment's thought, Connor erased all traces of his life in the apartment and then rearranged the items to their original positions as Sandro had left them.

Although he wanted to kill Alex Sandro, it was clear that he couldn't kill him in his own home. To reduce the risk of Ferguson Apartments being exposed, Connor had cleared most of the alchemical mechanisms and arrays there. This meant that if Connor chose to act in Ferguson Apartments, no array would conceal the energy fluctuations generated by the action. In that case, the energy fluctuations would be detected by the Eye of the Storm of the Church of Storms immediately, and within ten minutes, the Church's Arbitrators would swarm in and turn Connor's lair upside down!

Of course, with Connor's current alchemy level, it's not impossible for him to set up an array in the apartment now to conceal the energy fluctuations generated by his actions. However... although such an array could be set up hastily, Connor felt that even if it could conceal the energy fluctuations, Alex Sandro, who had infiltrated the apartment, would immediately detect the anomaly, which would obviously be meaningless!

In conclusion, Connor felt that the best place to kill Alex Sandro was in the wild. After doing everything in the apartment, Connor quietly left and booked a room at the Osasuna Hotel on Land Street, waiting for the next step of luring his prey into the trap.

Late at night, as the clock struck midnight on Big Ben, Connor, standing by his hotel room window with a glass of red wine in hand, quietly observing his villa, sensed through his mental power that a figure dressed in a black robe and wearing a smiling mask had slipped into his apartment under the cover of the dark moonlight.

"This is truly a case of choosing the path to hell when heaven is there..." Connor, having witnessed this entire scene, took a small sip of his red wine and, with a murderous glint in his eyes, muttered to himself:

Perhaps because the second search was more thorough than the first, it took Sandro a full half hour to slip out of Ferguson's apartment. Seeing him leave, Connor, with a cold look in his eyes, downed the glass of red wine in one gulp, put on the mask he had prepared beforehand, and quietly left the apartment. Now, he had to get to work!

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Despite the biting winds of the night, they could not extinguish the burning excitement in the heart of Mr. Alex Sandro, a senior apprentice wizard of the Celta Cult.

Although he was forced to hand over the small bronze mirror he found in Ferguson's apartment to Wanda and Perrin, it did not mean that Sandro had given up his fight for the fire-attribute gem hidden in the Ferguson family. It was his only hope of breaking through from a high-level wizard apprentice to a full wizard. As long as Sandro had not completely closed his eyes and his soul fire had not been completely extinguished, he, Alex Sandro, would never give up.

(End of this chapter)

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