Wizard Earl

Chapter 719 A Chance Encounter on the Train (1)

"Connor, the train ticket you wanted from Rune to Tunguska three days from now is sold out, but I happen to have two tickets from Rune to Tunguska for tomorrow, so I bought them. Is that alright?" With that, Varga produced a brand new train ticket that still smelled of ink.

Upon hearing Varga's words, Connor gave her a half-smile, then took the train ticket she had handed him. Seeing that Connor had seen through her little scheme, Varga turned away guiltily and walked towards her room.

Watching Varga's graceful figure disappear into the distance, and then glancing at the train ticket in his hand, Connor sighed softly. Varga, that little vixen, was really jealous, so wary of Margaret…

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"Dear passengers, welcome aboard the Loen Railway Train No. 13. This train departs from Loen Station and travels to Brest, the capital of the Palpatine Province, stopping at Rummenigge, Tunguska, Mainz, Bremen, Paderborn, and Angers stations. The estimated journey time is 46 hours. We wish all passengers a pleasant journey!"

As the train conductor's voice began to blare from the loudspeaker on the train, the steam train started whistling and black smoke billowed from its chimney as it slowly pulled away from the Ruen train station.

In a small compartment in the sixth carriage of the train, Connor and Margaret, disguised, sat together. Varga rested her head quietly on Connor's shoulder, while Connor closed his eyes to recuperate. He would have many things to do after arriving in Tunguska in a few hours, so he wanted to rest as much as possible while he could.

"Connor, this is our first time riding a train, isn't it?" After about an hour of travel, Varga, who was taking a nap, suddenly spoke to Connor.

Upon hearing Varga's question, Connor thought for a moment, then softly replied, "Hmm!"

Before today, Connor had taken the train to Tunguska many times, but he usually traveled alone. On the other occasions, Margaret was always with him. This was the first time Connor had ever traveled by train with Varga. Thinking of this, Connor felt a pang of guilt towards Varga beside him.

Upon hearing Connor's reply, Varga didn't speak, but simply tightened her grip on Connor's arm.

Feeling Varga's affection for him, Connor's face showed a faint smile. However, just as Connor and Varga were enjoying a moment of bliss, Connor seemed to sense something and his eyes narrowed slightly. Although Margaret did not notice anything unusual, she knew that Connor's mental strength far surpassed hers, so when she saw Connor become alert, she also subconsciously became wary. Just then, a peculiar sound suddenly rang out outside the small carriage where Connor and Margaret were.

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

The sound was very soft. If Connor and Varga hadn't both been advanced wizard apprentices with extraordinary senses, they might not have heard it at all. Faced with this sudden and unusual sound, Connor, as the backbone of the two, quickly considered the situation and chose to take the initiative. He gently patted Varga's arm, signaling her to be careful. Then, Connor expressionlessly opened the door of his small carriage. As soon as he opened the door, Connor's gaze was drawn to a small frog in the distance of the carriage aisle.

The frog was very small, only about a third the size of a normal frog. At this moment, the little creature was hopping towards Connor and Varga's small compartment. The "tap tap tap" sound that Connor and Varga had just heard in their compartment was made by this little creature. With each hop, it made a "tap" sound. The little frog was very fast, and in just a few seconds, it had arrived in front of Connor from the distance in the aisle.

At first glance, this little frog looks like an ordinary frog, but upon closer inspection, you'll find that although it's been crafted to be incredibly lifelike, it's actually a very exquisitely crafted miniature alchemical puppet. The little frog stopped about three meters in front of Connor and didn't move forward. Then, a shocking scene unfolded: the little frog's dark eyes gleamed with a faint light, as if it were scrutinizing Connor not far in front of it.

Connor, equally expressionless, stared at the alchemical golem frog in front of him. The two stared at each other for about three seconds before the frog suddenly moved. It lowered its head, spat out a wax pellet from its mouth, which fell to the ground, and then turned and hopped forward, returning along the same route it had come from.

Connor reached out, and a gust of wind appeared, instantly catching the wax pellet the little frog had spat out. However, Connor didn't rush to open the pellet. Watching the little frog gradually disappear from his sight, a faint, almost imperceptible, killing intent flickered in Connor's eyes…

A minute later, a middle-aged man wearing a blue overcoat, sunglasses, and a thick beard emerged from the toilet in the first carriage of the train. He casually looked around, and after confirming that no one was around, he pulled out a small gray, fuzzy leather bag from under his blue overcoat, which looked like it was made of some kind of animal fur.

Placing the small leather bag in the center of his palm, the bearded middle-aged man strangely opened his mouth. Although he didn't make any sound, his throat moved up and down, and a peculiar sound wave silently spread throughout the carriage.

Three seconds later, a dark shadow suddenly darted out from the side of the middle-aged bearded man and into his palm. In the small leather bag in the man's hand was none other than the little frog that had just delivered the wax pills to Connor!

The bearded middle-aged man glanced at the little frog lying quietly in the small leather bag, nodded slightly in satisfaction, then put the small leather bag into his coat pocket and returned to his private room as if nothing had happened.

Just as the middle-aged, bearded man thought his actions were foolproof, he never expected that after returning to his small compartment and barely settling in, he would hear a heavy knocking on the door…

(End of this chapter)