Wizard Earl

Having just returned to Ferguson Mansion, Connor was preparing to find a quiet room to process his thoughts when Varga, looking serious, approached him while Margaret was giving him the information at the opera house.

"After you left, Connor, I noticed a wizard was watching outside Ferguson Mansion. Strangely, he only watched for two hours and left before you returned!" Varga spoke to Connor alone in the room.

Hearing Varga's words, Connor nodded without much surprise. Ever since he decided to step out of the shadows and into the public eye to inherit the Earl of Ferguson left to him by the late Ferguson, Connor had already anticipated this day. He calmly asked Varga, "Varga, can you determine the other party's identity?"

In response to Connor's question, Varga shook her head and said, "Connor, you told me before not to expose myself easily, so I didn't take any action. I just secretly monitored the person tailing the mansion!"

Connor pondered for a moment, then figured that the people watching Ferguson's mansion were most likely sent by Christant to check if he had done as Christant had asked to go to Ipurua to kill Ruiz. He then stopped thinking about it and said with a smile, "Valga, you did a good job. As long as they don't make a move against Ferguson's mansion, let them do what they want."

After Connor finished speaking, somewhat surprised by his discovery, Varga hesitated slightly. Before Connor could say anything, Varga, under his gaze, pulled an unopened letter from her spatial ring and handed it to him, saying, "Connor, before the stalking wizard appeared, I received a letter addressed to me. Although it wasn't signed, I think it's from Adolf..."

Upon hearing Varga's introduction, Connor paused slightly, then glanced at the unopened letter in Varga's hand, and then at Varga herself, who was staring at him. After a moment's hesitation, Connor took the letter from Varga. As Connor took the letter, Margaret breathed a sigh of relief, her expression becoming relaxed. She didn't want Connor to misunderstand that she had any connection with Adolf and the royal faction behind him, especially since she was about to marry him!

Upon receiving the letter, Connor did not open it immediately. He first carefully examined it, and only after confirming that there were no problems did he slowly open the letter and take out the letter inside. However, to his surprise, the letter inside looked like a blank sheet of paper, with nothing written on it.

When Varga saw that the letter Adolf had given her contained only a blank sheet of paper, she looked somewhat surprised. However, Connor remained calm. He touched his nose and carefully examined the letter. A few seconds later, a faint smile appeared on Connor's angular face. The next second, he took out a small bottle from his spatial ring and poured out some dark red powder.

"Gagliardi mineral powder?" Upon seeing the dark red powder, Varga immediately recognized its origin and asked with some doubt:

"That's right, it's Gagliardi mineral powder. Adolf is playing a little trick on you. He used a little trick to hide the information on this piece of paper. Now let's see what he wants to say!" Connor explained to Varga with a smile, while evenly distributing the dark red Gagliardi mineral powder on the piece of paper.

Under the influence of the Gagliardi mineral powder, the white paper suddenly glowed with a faint red light. The red light lasted for nearly ten seconds before dissipating. Connor waved his hand gently, and a breeze blew away the remaining Gagliardi mineral powder on the paper. Then, a few lines of dark red writing appeared on the originally white paper.

Connor, who had been smiling, froze instantly when he saw the dark red writing on the paper. Seeing the change in Connor's expression, Varga also began to examine the dark red writing with some curiosity.

"Reyes has been severely injured by McKenney, a third-level wizard of the Cult of the Earth Gods. To treat his injuries, he will likely seek out Connor. Miss Varga, we urge you to make plans early and not to die for Connor Ferguson. We are willing to provide assistance if needed!"

After reading the few dozen words on the letter, Varga was immediately stunned and speechless. For a moment, both Connor and Varga fell into deep silence because of this message from Adolf. After a long while, seeing that Connor still didn't speak, Varga tentatively asked Connor, "Connor, why don't we leave Frosinone and hide away for a while?"

Upon hearing Varga's suggestion, Connor shook his head and said with a wry smile, "It's no use. Reyes is my mentor, and I know his abilities better than anyone. If he really wants to find me, he'll find me no matter where I hide. Hiding won't solve this problem!"

"Then, if all else fails, Connor, let's completely side with the Duke's faction! The Duke and his men have the ability to protect us, and the Duke and Reyes have irreconcilable conflicts of interest; they both want the other dead!" Seeing that Connor had rejected her suggestion, Varga gritted her teeth and suggested to Connor again:

Connor glanced calmly at Varga, then waved the letter in his hand and said casually, "A piece of paper can't scare me, Connor Ferguson! Besides, Varga, you should understand that I don't want to be dependent on others!"

At this point, Connor gave Varga a deep look, then continued, "Varga, I know the royal faction values ​​you highly, which is perfectly normal, and they're right, you don't need to die for me!"

Seeing that Connor seemed to have misunderstood her, Margaret quickly explained, "Connor, that's not what I meant..."

Connor waved his hand and continued, "Valga, I know you mean well, but I just don't like being manipulated, which is why I've ended up like this. I chose this path myself, and even if the road ahead is fraught with danger, I will persevere. But you should have your own choice!"

"Although I don't believe in fate, if I'm truly destined to die, then there's nothing anyone can do. Varga, you're the first woman I've ever loved, and I don't want anything to happen to you because of me. I'll be going out of town for a few days; think it over carefully!"