Wizard Earl

Chapter 633 You are free!

Besides being familiar with Connor, Connor could also confirm that this mastermind was also very familiar with Tusam. Although the Green Arrow was powerful, it was not enough to break through the black aura released by Tusam, which Connor had been unable to defeat for a long time, with a single arrow.

Connor has just checked the green arrow that killed Tusam. Someone had put a special substance on it. Connor doesn't know exactly what the substance is yet, but he is certain that this special substance counteracts Tusam's black energy. The reason why Tusam died so unexpectedly was largely due to this special substance!

The thought of someone who knew both Tusam and himself lurking in the shadows, ready to bite him at any moment, sent chills down Connor's spine.

"No! I must dig this guy out!" A cold glint flashed in Connor's eyes as he said in a deep voice, his tone filled with murderous intent. He absolutely could not let this venomous snake stay by his side!

Taking a deep breath, Connor's emotions calmed down. Although the pursuit of Tusam had been full of twists and turns, the outcome should at least be good. Judging from the implication in Tusam's words, Varga should be alright and should be with Old Victor, being protected by the Secret Society.

An hour later, Connor left the safe house and returned to his apartment at 16 Land Street in the East End. His mailbox was his main channel for receiving messages from Martina, Margaret, and old Victor. With such a big deal as Varga's disappearance, there was probably a secret letter lying in his mailbox right now.

Returning to Ferguson's apartment quietly, Connor immediately checked all the emails in his inbox. However, to his disappointment, all of the dozen or so emails were promotional emails for products and services; not a single one was the email he wanted!

"Ugh!"

Sighing silently, Connor was caught in a dilemma. Of course, he wanted to go find Varga as soon as possible to see how she was doing, but Varga was with Old Victor. If he went there rashly, Old Victor might notice the special relationship between him and Varga, which might cause Varga some trouble!

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Just as Connor was caught in a dilemma and lost in thought, in a secret room in the Oyar noodle factory, Varga, who had recovered from meditation, finished her training and slowly opened her eyes. Although Varga seemed to be in good spirits, her pale face still gave people a clear sense of weakness.

Seeing that Varga had finished meditating, the door to the secret chamber opened silently, and a small, slightly hunched old man leaning on a cane walked into the chamber.

"Old Butler Victor, thank you so much this time!" A smile appeared on Varga's face as she watched the little old man enter the secret room, and she said softly:

"Valga, you're too kind. Everyone has witnessed your contributions to the organization. That drop of the Fountain of Life is rightfully yours!" Old Victor said calmly after glancing at Valga.

"Butler Victor, I'm much better now, so I'd like to return to the hospital. There's a batch of medicine there that I need to concoct. My recovery has taken up too much of my time; it's time for me to contribute to the organization!" After exchanging a few more pleasantries with old Victor, Varga turned to Victor and said:

Upon hearing Varga's words, a smile appeared on old Victor's aged face as he looked at Varga with a knowing smile.

Seeing his expression, Varga, though somewhat guilty, still maintained an innocent demeanor and faced Old Vieira directly.

Although Varga claimed she wanted to go back to the secret society to concoct potions, this was merely an excuse. Five days had passed since she was chased by Tusam and escaped to the Sensi Villa with serious injuries. In other words, five days had also passed since she and Connor had agreed to meet.

That night, after being chased by Tusam and suffering serious injuries, Varga escaped into the Sensi Villa. Two hours later, under the personal supervision of Old Victor, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, she was transferred from the Sensi Villa to the Oyar Noodle Factory to recuperate. Old Victor even made an exception and gave her a drop of the Fountain of Life to heal her wounds. In the following five days, apart from Old Victor, she hardly met or communicated with anyone else, and naturally had no way to ask anyone to send a message to Connor. Knowing Connor as she did, Varga was well aware that Connor must be very worried about her. So now that her injuries were basically healed, Varga wanted to go to see Connor herself.

"The whereabouts of Tusam, who attacked you, Varga, are still unknown. But Varga, rest assured, the Secret Society will not let him go. As soon as he shows his face, we will capture him and hand him over to you!" After a few seconds of eye contact, old Victor said quietly:

"Thank you, Steward Victor!" Upon hearing old Victor mention "Tusam," a cold glint flashed in Varga's beautiful eyes as she spoke in a low voice. The battle with Tusam had been extremely dangerous, and Varga still felt a lingering fear when she thought about it. She had almost died at Tusam's hands. This was the first time Varga had encountered such a life-or-death battle since becoming a wizard, so Varga could be said to hate Tusam to the bone.

After giving the two Vargas a second look, old Victor nodded almost imperceptibly, then turned and made as if to leave.

Seeing that old Victor was about to leave without answering her question, Varga frowned slightly and asked again, "Butler Victor, may I leave?"

Hearing Varga's question, old Victor did not stop walking away, saying calmly as he went, "Dr. Varga, you are free in the Secret Society..."

After Old Victor finished speaking, Varga, who was still in the secret room, did not show any expression on her pretty face because she did not want to arouse Old Victor's suspicion. However, the light that secretly appeared in her eyes when she thought about meeting Connor soon revealed her joy.

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"Huff... Huff..."

In the bedroom on the second floor of Ferguson's apartment, Connor sat on the large bed, immersed in meditation, while a sound like the tide emanated from his body.

(End of this chapter)