Wizard Earl

Adolf nodded upon hearing this, then reminded Isabella, "Prince Boateng is no ordinary man. He's both cunning and daring. If his soul hadn't been damaged by Reyes's Soul Shackles back then, he probably would have become a Level Two Wizard twenty years ago. If that were the case, his brother, Cabio Boateng, might not be the head of their family!"

"Professor Adolf, don't worry. Regardless of whether Prince Boateng is the Boateng family's representative in the negotiations, I have everything prepared!" Isabella said confidently.

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"Connor, have you run into another first-level wizard from the royal faction?" In the Ferguson family's safe house on the outskirts of Frosinone, Varga carefully bandaged Connor's head wound and asked him with concern.

Patting Varga's slightly cold hands, Connor smiled and said, "As you can see, it's just some superficial injuries, nothing serious!"

"Be careful, you've been injured more times these past few days than you were in a whole year in Loen!" Varga complained slightly to Connor.

Smiling, Connor pulled Varga into his arms, kissed her smooth forehead, and said in a deep voice, "Right now, I'm in the eye of the storm, and fighting with others is inevitable. I've only been a Level One Wizard for a few months, so naturally I can't beat those old guys. But in time, I'll show them what I'm made of!"

After spending some time with Varga and comforting her, who was very worried about him, Connor went alone to the quiet room of the villa.

Sitting in the center of the quiet room, Connor took out an incense burner and three slender incense candles from his spatial ring. The incense burner and incense candles were originally from Earth and did not exist in this world. However, in order to deal with the increasingly frequent mysterious incantations that occurred during his cultivation, Connor specially made the incense burner according to his memories of Earth. Then he asked Varga to make some calming incense for him using the ingredients of a calming potion.

With the incense burner and calming incense, Connor's incantations during cultivation did indeed decrease. This made Connor even more fond of the calming incense. Even when he wasn't cultivating, Connor still liked to light a stick of calming incense to help relieve his restlessness and restore a peaceful and calm state of mind!

Three calming incense sticks were lit in the incense burner. The pale purple fragrance of the calming incense slowly spread throughout the room. After smelling the fragrance for more than ten minutes, Connor slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. After exhaling the stale air, Connor slowly shook his head, and a look of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

Connor was initially cautious about the double-edged sword of materializing mental energy. However, after his defeat to Robbie, his eagerness to increase his strength made him waver in his cautious approach. After his recent defeat to the even stronger Adolf, Connor's mind was filled with thoughts of materializing mental energy, and he almost abandoned all caution and went down the path of materializing mental energy.

Fortunately, with the help of the calming incense, Connor regained his composure and managed to brake at the last moment, preventing him from losing his mind.

In fact, Connor did not have any prejudice against the materialization of mental power. However, as his cultivation level increased, Connor, who was deeply disturbed by the mysterious whispers in his ear, became more and more concerned about the materialization of mental power.

Unlike most wizards who materialize their spiritual power, Connor Ferguson was already a spiritual wizard. Whether it was breaking through bottlenecks or dealing with the interference of mysterious incantations during his daily cultivation, he was far superior to ordinary wizards. Although he currently had calming incense and other methods to more than handle the interference of mysterious incantations in his regular cultivation, if he were to embark on the path of materializing his spiritual power and further enhance his spiritual strength, frankly, Connor himself had no idea whether he would still be able to cope with the mysterious incantations…

Sometimes Connor would think how wonderful it would be if there were no interference from the mysterious whispers, so that he could embark on the path of materializing his mental power without any worries and maximize the growth of his mental power!

Connor shook his head slightly, putting the matter of materializing his mental energy out of his mind. Then he took out the jade box containing Danilo's head from his spatial ring.

Although several hours had passed since Connor killed him, Danilo's head inside the jade box still maintained its original temperature and looked lifelike, as if it had just been cut off from the neck.

Because Danilo's head would slowly begin to rot after leaving the jade box, and the divine sea between his eyebrows would soon collapse, Connor did not delay and immediately began his work. He took out three silver needles that shimmered with cold light from his spatial ring and pierced Danilo's crown and left and right temples, respectively.

Although Connor's movements were extremely cautious, as the three silver needles entered, his mental power could clearly sense that the Pastre Restriction within Danilo's Divine Sea immediately exhibited violent energy fluctuations, as if it might explode at any moment. Although Connor had anticipated this situation beforehand, he couldn't help but feel worried when it actually happened. He knew very well how powerful the Pastre Restriction would be once triggered…

Recalling the power of the self-destruction recorded in the ancient texts after the Pastry Restriction was triggered, Connor's eyes flickered. He took the Castia Staff from his spatial ring as a precaution and began casting a spell, attempting to stabilize the Danilo Divine Sea.

Whether it was the spell Connor cast that worked, or Connor's good luck, in any case, half a minute later, the energy fluctuations emanating from the Pastre Restriction in Danilo's Divine Sea, though intense, gradually diminished and eventually subsided.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Connor finally relaxed. The step he had just taken was the most dangerous one in breaking the Pastry Restriction. Now that he had that step, with the restraint of his three silver needles, even if he failed to break the Pastry Restriction, the triggering of the Pastry Restriction would only destroy Danilo's head, posing no danger to Connor!