Wizard Earl

Chapter 718 The Oath Failed

With a sense of doubt, Connor began his lunch at Manor No. 37, a suburban leisure and entertainment venue for middle-class people in Ruen. Connor used to come here to relax and change his mood after encountering difficulties in cultivation and alchemy, which is why he was able to order the dishes he wanted without a menu.

Connor cut his steak with a knife and fork, occasionally putting a piece into his mouth, taking a bite of steak and a sip of gin, looking quite content. However, as time went on, Connor's chewing motions became somewhat mechanical, and he began to glance out of the corner of his eye at the various glamorous men and women who entered the restaurant.

Several more minutes passed, and Connor, still finding no trace of Kararov, frowned slightly. He took out his silver pocket watch again, and looking at the minute hand pointing to "six," the doubt in Connor's eyes deepened...

What the hell is Kararov up to? I was already at the agreed time and place, waiting for him, and he didn't show up? Does he not want the Salerin potion that I've been so desperately seeking?

Connor's eyes flashed twice, and he picked up the egg tart on the table and ate it. Although he and Makarov had agreed that the potion would be delivered at 11:30 a.m., that was a specific time. The oath he and Makarov had made under the witness of the Eye of Arbitration stipulated that the agreed time was "before night falls." Therefore, due to the constraints of the Eye of Arbitration, even if Makarov had not come now, Connor could not leave. Instead, he had to wait until night fell and his oath with Makarov under the Eye of Arbitration expired before he could leave the manor.

Ten more minutes passed, and Kararov still hadn't arrived. Connor took a deep breath, picked up the last piece of steak from his plate, and put it in his mouth. Then, Connor took a sip of gin, wiped his mouth with a snow-white napkin, placed two one-pound notes on the table, and gestured to the waiter standing nearby to pay the bill.

After enjoying a hearty meal at the restaurant, Connor went to the golf course on the estate. Although he didn't know what Kararov was up to, the best course of action for him was to stay on the estate and wait for Kararov to arrive. As long as night fell in a few hours, even if Kararov still didn't show up, Connor wouldn't care.

Because by then the agreed-upon delivery deadline for the potion between him and Karalov would have passed, and the oath of the Eye of Arbitration would no longer be able to restrict Connor. Even if Karalov were to find Connor with his supernatural powers after the deadline, Connor would have no obligation to give him the Salerin potion!

After putting all afternoon on the golf course, Connor watched as dusk fell and his mental energy still couldn't find any trace of Kararov. The doubt in his eyes deepened. He hadn't come yet. It seemed that Kararov must have run into some trouble. Otherwise, he would never have waited until now to take the Salerin potion that he had been so determined to obtain.

Another half hour passed, and the sky had turned completely dark. Connor still hadn't seen Kararov. He felt as if something had disappeared from his body, and he felt much lighter... Sensing this, a faint smile appeared on Connor's face. He knew very well that this was the effect of the automatic dissolution of his oath with Kararov's Eye of Arbitration after it expired. He shook his head slightly and walked out of the manor. Although he had stayed in Manor Thirty-Seven for several more hours, the oath had been dissolved after all, and the outcome was still good.

Several tens of minutes later, Connor returned to his safe house on Ramsey Street in the North District of Loen. As soon as he entered, he saw Varga, who looked somewhat anxious. Upon seeing Connor, Varga's face instantly lit up with surprise and joy. Relaxing, Varga said to Connor with a hint of reproach, "Why are you only coming back now? Didn't you agree to meet at noon? I thought you…"

Hearing Varga's complaint, Connor shrugged helplessly and said, "I don't know what happened to Kararov, but he didn't go to Manor Thirty-Seven as agreed. You know, we agreed to meet before nightfall, so I waited there for Kararov until now. But even though he didn't come, our oath with him automatically expired and is no longer valid!"

After saying that, Connor took out the bottle of Salerin potion that Varga had given him that morning from his spatial ring and handed it back to Varga. As Varga took the Salerin potion from Connor, a faint look of surprise still appeared in his eyes. Although Karalov had not told them what the Salerin potion was for, as an apothecary, Varga was very clear about the purpose of the potions he concocted. Just as Connor had imagined, the Salerin potion was indeed a potion to help advanced wizard apprentices break through to become full wizards.

Unfortunately, Varga discovered that the Salarin potion was highly effective for wizards practicing specific meditation techniques to achieve breakthroughs, but its effect on advanced wizard apprentices practicing other meditation techniques was negligible. Karalov's meticulous planning and scheming regarding the Salarin potion undoubtedly indicated that he was practicing a meditation technique compatible with it. It's inconceivable that Karalov didn't even bother to collect the potion, which could significantly increase his chances of becoming a full-fledged wizard. Unless, of course, Karalov was dead…

Seemingly sensing Varga's thoughts, Connor waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Whatever happens on Kararov's side has nothing to do with us!"

Connor, who couldn't find Margaret in the villa using his mental powers, hesitated for a moment before asking Varga, "Margaret... she's gone?"

Upon hearing Connor ask about Margaret, Varga glared at him again and said irritably, "She's gone! She left half an hour after you left this morning!"

Varga's answer made Connor nod thoughtfully. Margaret's injuries should be about half healed now, so why was she in such a hurry to leave his safe house? It seems that Margaret was not lying to him; she really did have something to do in Rune!

(End of this chapter)