Wizard Earl

Chapter 569 Information about the Celta Cult

"Connor told me old Victor is there. This time, you do your thing, I'll do mine. I know how strong he is, but the training in the Heart of Storms has greatly improved my strength. I will take him down, believe me!" Margaret calmly said to Connor.

Sensing Margaret's resolute attitude, Connor gave a wry smile. He stroked his chin and said, "Margaret, I'm sorry, but I can't watch you face old Victor alone!"

"And in fact, even if I wanted to tell you where Old Vic is now, I couldn't. He's always the one who initiates our meetings, not the other way around!" Connor said, shrugging helplessly at Margaret.

"Martina!" Upon hearing Connor's explanation, Margaret gave Connor a deep look, then parted her cherry lips and uttered a name.

Upon hearing Margaret call out "Martina," Connor immediately fell silent. He knew his story hadn't fooled Margaret. Martina was old Victor's assistant; Connor might not know where old Victor was, but Martina knew very well. And because of security concerns, the only way to contact Martina was with Connor; Margaret was unaware.

With a sigh, Connor looked up at Martina and said, "How about giving me a month? I guarantee I'll resolve the Celta Cult's troubles with me in a month, and then you and I will team up to take down old Victor!"

Upon hearing Connor's one-month deadline, Margaret's resolute expression softened slightly. After a moment's hesitation, she nodded gently under Connor's gaze, agreeing to his idea.

Seeing this, Connor finally showed a relaxed expression. Although it was extremely difficult to kill Wanda and Perrin in a month, Connor couldn't worry about that now. It was better to keep Margaret calm first. Connor was really afraid that Margaret would go and deal with old Victor alone, which would be tantamount to suicide!

"Margaret, can you tell me why?" Although Margaret didn't seem inclined to explain her actions, Connor couldn't contain his curiosity and asked her.

Margaret's reaction was similar to Connor's expectations; she lowered her head and fell into a brief silence, then whispered to Connor, "I'm sorry!"

Connor, who had expected this to happen, could only manage a wry smile and wave his hand to indicate that it was alright.

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In a residential building in the Anfield Estate community in the North Looney district, Perrin was intently fiddling with a small bronze mirror in his hands, while Wanda, a middle-aged beauty beside him, was also focused on the small bronze mirror.

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Time passed by, and soon, just over ten minutes later, when even Wanda's well-maintained face showed signs of impatience, Perrin finally put down the small bronze mirror in his hand, and then a deep look of disappointment appeared on his handsome face.

Seeing the disappointment on Perrin's face, Wanda couldn't hold back any longer and asked directly, "Perrin, did you find anything on this small bronze mirror?"

Looking up at Wanda, Palin, deeply disappointed, smiled self-deprecatingly, then tossed the small bronze mirror to Wanda, who was standing anxiously beside him, without a second thought.

Although she hadn't expected that Perrin would hand over the small bronze mirror that she had been unable to obtain no matter what she did a few days ago so easily, Wanda was still surprised, but she still managed to steadily take the small bronze mirror that Perrin threw to her.

"This is yours!" Perrin said with a hint of mockery.

Hearing Perrin's voice, Wanda looked at the small bronze mirror in her hand, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowing. After a few seconds, her gaze shifted from the small bronze mirror to Perrin, and she said, "Can you tell me what you found on this bronze mirror?"

"Hmph!" Perrin grunted, but after hesitating for a moment, he ultimately did not refuse. Wanda's suggestion came through: "Although I don't know why that bastard Alex Sandro took this damn little bronze mirror out of Connor Ferguson's apartment, after my research these past few days, I've discovered that it couldn't have been made in more than three years."

"Furthermore, although I don't know what the purpose of this small bronze mirror is, its crafting method is completely different from the alchemy passed down in our Celta Church. The meaning of this is clearer to everyone than I am..."

Wanda's brows furrowed tightly as she focused on the small bronze mirror in her hand. She understood Perrin's meaning perfectly: the mirror hadn't been made using Celtic alchemy methods. This meant that her and Perrin's initial assumption that the mirror contained clues to Celtic treasures hidden by the Ferguson family was completely wrong.

Although Wanda was emotionally unwilling to believe Palin's description—that the small bronze mirror she had spent so much effort to snatch from Alex Sandro was completely useless—reason told her that Palin was telling the truth, because Palin would not have done such a thing otherwise, given Palin's personality!

However, Wanda and Perrin fell silent in the room, a sense of disappointment spreading between them. Suddenly, a glint flashed in their eyes, and they looked at each other, both seeing a hint of doubt in each other's eyes. Then, Wanda and Perrin each took out a purple bell from their respective spatial items.

This purple bell looks very strange. You can clearly see it vibrating, but it doesn't make a sound at all.

Wanda and Palin each stretched out a hand and grasped their own purple bells, seemingly trying to feel the vibration frequency of the bells.

A dozen seconds later, the bells in Wanda and Perrin's hands stopped vibrating. The two looked at each other again and put the purple bells back into their respective spatial items.

Wanda put the bell back, glanced at Perrin who was deep in thought, hesitated for a moment, but her doubts led her to break the awkward silence by asking Perrin, "Did the organization give you information too?"

(End of this chapter)