Wizard Earl

"So, for these two reasons, the only person who meets the criteria is you, Connor Ferguson!" Meeting Connor's gaze, Isabella sighed and said with utter helplessness:

After listening to Isabella's explanation, Connor's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was weighing the pros and cons of the matter.

"Connor Ferguson, this happened so suddenly, and I didn't have any special bargaining chips prepared for you. However, this matter is very important to me. Connor, if you have any conditions, you can state them now. As long as I can agree to them, I will not refuse!"

"Of course, Connor Ferguson, you also have the right to refuse this deal, but because time is of the essence, I need your answer immediately. After all, if you refuse, I might still have a chance to find someone else to help me!"

Seeing Connor deep in thought, although she was eager for him to proceed, she knew he was very shrewd. If she revealed her eagerness, Connor Ferguson might become suspicious and refuse the deal.

After deliberating for about a minute, Connor gradually made up his mind. He waved to Isabella, signaling her to hand him the crystal ball.

Isabella was delighted to see this, knowing that Connor did not oppose the deal, and immediately threw the crystal ball in her hand at Connor.

Taking the crystal ball, Connor began his examination. A minute later, after receiving the results, a question arose in his mind. Holding the crystal ball, he asked Isabella in a deep voice, "Have you tampered with the memories in the crystal ball?"

Although a simple examination of Connor was enough to determine that Prince Boateng's memories in the crystal ball had been tampered with, Isabella, who had long anticipated that such a thing wouldn't escape the notice of an alchemist like Connor, didn't try to hide it. Pretending to be perfectly honest, she told Connor Ferguson:

"That's right, Professor Adolf did something to this crystal ball, making it so that while you were searching for information about Alberto's ice magic in the memories within the crystal ball, you couldn't determine who the owner of the memories was from their biography. It's quite unexpected, but does it matter?"

Upon hearing Isabella's explanation, Connor immediately narrowed his eyes and looked at her. Although he didn't speak, his gaze still made Isabella's heart tighten.

Sensing Connor's gaze, Isabella hesitated for a moment, then whispered to him, "Alright, Connor Ferguson, if you really want to know, I can reveal some information about the owner of the crystal ball's memories!"

"For example, he was a big shot, and we don't want anyone to know about his death, nor do we want to be associated with it in any way. Connor, believe me, knowing too much about this man's death isn't a good thing for you!"

Listening to Isabella's words, Connor fell into thought again. He didn't need anything in particular right now, and the reason he was willing to listen to Isabella so much was because, in Connor's strategy against Reyes, the Royal Faction, represented by Isabella, was a natural ally to him. Connor certainly couldn't fight his teacher Reyes alone, but the enemy of my enemy is my friend, and he needed the help of the Royal Faction!

The idea was good, but due to some past events, Connor and Isabella had some conflicts. Although these conflicts were not very deep, they were not easy to resolve. Connor did not want to abandon the Royal Faction, a natural ally, because of Isabella. Therefore, Connor had to try to resolve the conflicts between him and Isabella, at least to make their relationship appear less bad.

At this moment, the crystal ball in Connor's hand was an opportunity in his eyes. With the help of this opportunity, he might be able to ease the tension between him and Isabella.

The only thing that troubled Connor was that, although his inspection revealed nothing wrong with the crystal ball, and Isabella's explanation seemed plausible, for some reason, Connor still had a lingering, inexplicable feeling...

After weighing his options for three minutes, Connor was confident that his alchemy skills would prevent the crystal ball from posing any threat. He quickly made his decision and said to Isabella, "Go to Café Setien in three days. Locker number fourteen. What you want is in there!"

Hearing Connor's words, Isabella was overjoyed, but having seen it all, she remained calm and asked Connor, "In that case, Connor Ferguson, what are your conditions?"

"I haven't decided yet, let's leave it at that for now!" Connor said in a deep voice, looking at Isabella.

Although she didn't know why Connor made such a choice, he had already taken over the matter. Her plan with Adolf to frame Connor and Bispin for Prince Boateng's death was already more than half successful, so Isabella didn't pay much attention to Connor's unusual behavior. She nodded and said, "Okay, you can keep it here. I'll go to locker number fourteen at Café Setien in three days to retrieve it!"

After Isabella finished speaking, she gave Connor a deep look, as if warning him to keep his promise, and then turned and walked out of the yard.

Ten seconds after Isabella left, Varga opened the door and came out. She had just been separated from Connor by only one door, and she had heard everything Connor and Isabella said.

"Are you still planning to try and win over the royal faction?" Varga asked softly, looking at Connor's somewhat serious expression.

Upon hearing Varga's question, a bitter smile appeared on Connor's serious face as he replied, "Let's try one last time. It would be such a waste to abandon the Royalist faction, a natural ally, because of that madwoman Elizabeth!"

"Isabella has already discovered this place, so where should we go next?" Varga understood Connor's predicament, so she didn't dwell on the issue of the royal faction and changed the subject, asking:

Upon hearing Varga's question, Connor smiled and said, "No need to run anymore. I ran into Prince Boateng a few hours ago. That bastard is responsible for all this, but I beat him up badly too. He won't be able to seek revenge for at least six months!"