Wizard Earl

Chapter 568 Connor's Rambling Thoughts

Looking at the familiar layout of the "old place," the blond young man did not let his guard down. He checked the courtyard inside and out, and nodded in relief. Then, a flash of black light appeared around him, revealing his true identity. It was none other than Connor Ferguson.

Sitting on the sofa, Connor quietly awaited Margaret's arrival. Today was the day Margaret had invited him to meet here, and there was still about half an hour until their meeting time. However, Connor disliked being late, so he had deliberately arrived a little early. But to Connor's surprise, the moment he sat down on the sofa, the array in the courtyard fluctuated again. Another person had triggered the array, attempting to enter it.

Sensing the familiar presence of the newcomer, Connor, sitting on the sofa, took out his pocket watch. Looking at the time, 6:37, he stroked his chin in surprise. In his memory, although Margaret had never been late for their meetings, she was almost always right on time. The earliest she had ever arrived was only ten minutes early. This time, she was twenty-three minutes early, which was quite unusual.

If it weren't for the fact that he was extremely familiar with Margaret's aura, Connor might have actually doubted whether the person who triggered the courtyard's restrictions was the very Margaret he knew!

"How was your training in the Heart of Storms? It went pretty well, didn't it?" Connor greeted his collaborator, whom he hadn't seen for two months, with a smile as he looked at Margaret's face, which was so alluring it made him want to commit a crime.

But to Connor's utter surprise, Margaret gave him a deep look, and just as Connor was feeling a little flustered by her gaze, Margaret suddenly jumped into his arms.

Feeling the softness of Margaret's body in his arms and smelling that familiar and alluring scent, Connor was truly stunned this time. Although he and Margaret had some ambiguous interactions before, and even pretended to be a young couple, living in the same room and sleeping in the same bed, nothing actually happened between them. Everything was just a pretense, and it remained completely ambiguous.

Judging from Margaret's current posture, it seems she's about to confront him. What if she tries to force him to take a stand today, or even forces herself on him? Should he give in to Margaret? Or should he righteously refuse her?

Thinking of this, Connor pictured Val's pitiful face, filling him with guilt. However, just as Connor was lost in thought and torn between his own conscience and his own desires, Margaret, as if she had embraced him first, gently pulled away from his arms. Looking at Connor, a beautiful smile spread across her face, and she said sincerely, "Connor, it feels so good to see you again!"

"Uh...me too..." Connor, who was hesitating about whether to go along with Margaret, was stunned when he heard Margaret's words. He then hurriedly said somewhat awkwardly. After speaking, he looked at Margaret's face and a sense of loss inexplicably rose in Connor's heart.

However, as a magnanimous and shrewd wizard, Connor was not truly affected by his brief moment of disappointment. He quickly adjusted his mindset back to normal and refocused his attention on Margaret's visit.

"What happened to Margaret this time?" Connor asked, looking at Margaret.

Instead of answering Connor's question directly, Margaret paused for a moment before asking him in return, "Connor, when do you plan to make your move against old Victor?"

"I've run into some trouble lately. It might be a while before I can take action against old Victor. What happened? Is it related to old Victor?" Connor was a little surprised to hear Margaret bring up old Victor. As for his situation, Connor didn't hide anything and said directly:

"Trouble? What trouble?" Margaret frowned slightly and asked with concern.

"The Celta Cult!" Connor uttered four words, then shrugged and continued, "You know the Celta Cult; they've been causing trouble for our Ferguson family. While you were away, they sent three high-ranking wizard apprentices to Rune. I just took care of one a few days ago, and there are still two to deal with!"

After explaining his situation, Connor paused, his gaze fixed on Margaret, and then said in a low voice, "Remember Martina? She sent me a secret letter a few days ago, asking me to tell you about what happened last time. Old Victor has his eye on you, and he might personally take action against you!"

After hearing Connor's description, a murderous glint appeared on Margaret's beautiful face. She said coldly, "He wants to kill me? Let him come then. Even if he doesn't come, I'll still go looking for him!"

Margaret's words immediately left Connor feeling confused. Wasn't it Connor Ferguson, the one whose life had been threatened by old Victor? Not Margaret, right? They'd only been apart for two months, and Margaret and old Victor already seemed like bitter enemies? Had something happened in the past two months that he didn't know about?

"Connor, you're a member of the Secret Society, do you know where old Victor is right now?" Just as Connor was racking his brains, Margaret suddenly asked him this question:

Margaret's question startled Connor. Judging from the implication of her words, did Margaret want to confront old Victor alone?

After carefully considering his words, Connor spoke softly to Margaret, "Margaret, I don't know what happened between you and old Victor these past two months, but I think it's safer for us to work together. Give me some time, and I'll take care of the two remaining high-level wizard apprentices of the Celta Cult in Rune. Then, we can join forces to deal with old Victor. That way, our chances of winning will be much higher, and it will be much safer!"

"You have the Ferguson family's things?" Margaret immediately retorted as soon as Connor finished speaking, seemingly unmoved by Connor's earnest advice.

"Yes!" Although he didn't know how Margaret knew, since she asked, Connor hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not deny it.

(End of this chapter)