Wizard Earl

Chapter 710 The One-Year Agreement

Despite being furious at Varga's blatant provocation, Margaret remained true to herself. She didn't vent her anger on Connor, but instead smiled nonchalantly and said softly, "Since Varga also has something to discuss with you, you two can talk first. My matter is alright; we can talk about it later!"

After saying that, Margaret smiled and nodded to Margaret and Connor, then turned and left, returning to the quiet room where she had just been healing.

Watching Margaret leave, Connor felt quite helpless. Living under the same roof with two women, they were indeed constantly bickering and jealous of each other, leaving him caught in the middle, giving him a terrible headache. He, Connor Ferguson, could be ruthless and use any underhanded tricks to deal with enemies, but Varga and Margaret were both people who had been with him through thick and thin; he had feelings for both of them. They were both his flesh and blood, and he couldn't bear to part with either of them!

Varga's provocation of Margaret was something Connor had naturally observed. Although Margaret remained calm and composed in the face of Varga's provocation, Connor, who knew her well, knew that she was probably furious inside. This made Connor feel a faint sense of gratitude towards Margaret…

On Varga's side, seeing that Margaret had left on her own, she casually let go of Connor's arm and then threw a jade box from her spatial ring to Connor.

Connor curiously opened the jade box, inside which lay a fragrant, dark green pill. It was none other than the Guardian Pill that Connor had given to Margaret not long ago. However, unlike the Guardian Pill Connor had given Margaret, this one still carried a very obvious fiery aura, clearly indicating that Varga had just refined it.

"Valga, this...?" Looking at the Guardian Pill in the jade box, and noticing the faint weariness visible in Valga's eyes, Connor felt a complex mix of emotions that were hard to describe.

"Hmph! I was worried that our Earl Connor wouldn't have anything to use when he rescues a damsel in distress, so I quickly crafted one for our Earl." Varga said calmly as she turned her head. Although her voice was flat, her words were full of sarcasm.

Hearing Varga's words, Connor, moved, immediately wanted to repeat his previous tactic, pulling Varga into his arms to comfort her. However, to Connor's surprise, this time his large hand was slapped away by her delicate hand as soon as it touched Varga's slender limb. Just as Connor was somewhat taken aback, Varga spoke again, "Go find Margaret. It seems she has something very important to discuss with you!"

After saying that, Varga didn't wait for Connor's reply before turning around and leaving, heading towards her room in the safe house. Watching Varga's departing figure, a complex and helpless expression appeared on Connor's face. Perhaps the hardest thing to bear in this world is the kindness of a beautiful woman. He was afraid he could never repay Varga's kindness in his entire life!

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"Da da da!"

Connor gently knocked on Margaret's door. He knew Margaret already knew he was there, but she was deliberately not opening the door.

As expected, Connor knocked several times, but Varga remained motionless in the room, sitting on the floor as if meditating, pretending not to know of Connor's arrival. Seeing this, Connor, who was standing outside the door, shook his head and could only place his hand on the door. With a slight effort, the door opened directly, exposing Varga to Connor's view.

Seeing Connor barge in, Varga, who had been pretending to meditate in the room, couldn't help but put on an act and glared at Connor with some anger.

Under Margaret's angry glare, Connor shrugged slightly, then slammed the door shut. He then sat down next to Margaret, sighed, and said, "Margaret, I know you hate me. I admit it's all my fault, and I want to change things, but could you please give me some time to resolve this?"

After Connor finished speaking, and seeing that he had directly admitted his mistake without beating around the bush, Margaret's anger lessened somewhat. After a moment of silence, Margaret spoke up: "You said you need time, so how much time do you need?"

Having anticipated this, Connor didn't hesitate this time. He held up one finger to Margaret and said, "Give me a year, Margaret. I assure you, as long as I, Connor Ferguson, am alive, I will resolve this issue!"

Seeing Connor's unwavering resolve, Margaret gave him a scrutinizing glance. Connor's expression was incredibly firm. After a moment's thought, she made her decision, raising her head to say, "Connor, since you want a year, I'll give it to you. But if you break your promise after a year, don't worry, I'll fight tooth and nail to kill you. I hate faithless men more than anything. Connor, it's not too late for you to regret it now!"

In the end, a chilling murderous intent appeared in Margaret's gaze as she looked at Connor!

Seeing the murderous intent in Margaret's eyes, Connor was taken aback. He knew that Varga was not joking with him. If he had not fulfilled his promise a year later, Margaret would really sever all ties with him and do everything in her power to kill him.

Grasping Margaret's hand, Connor solemnly declared, "I, Connor Ferguson, swear once again that if I break my promise and betray Margaret, may I... for the rest of my life..."

Before Connor could finish his vow, Margaret covered his mouth with her hand, saying with a complex expression, "I believe you!"

Upon hearing this, Connor did not hesitate and immediately pulled Margaret into his arms. The two embraced tightly, neither of them speaking, quietly enjoying this moment of tenderness.

A moment later, Margaret whispered, "A few hours after your battle with old Victor in Alavés fishing village, I also went there. I ran into Martina there. Martina was very weak at the time, and she made a deal with me to prevent me from killing her!"

(End of this chapter)