Count of Wizards

Varga blinked with big eyes, nodded and said: "I understand Connor, you are worried about this undercover, so you don't want to conflict with Kararov, but we are not going to Frosinone where your family is located. Why are you going to Tunguska? Tunguska is only about a hundred kilometers away from Ruen. Where do we go, the undercover agent is likely to catch us?"

After Varga finished talking, Connor didn't reply immediately, but thought about it. He felt that there would be no big trouble to tell Varga, and then said: "I am not worried about the undercover agent, it is my own cause!"

Although Connor didn’t make it clear, the clever Varga still heard what Connor wanted to express. His beautiful eyes burst out with a surprise light, lowered his voice and said to Connor, “Connor, you Are you going to break through?"

Connor was not concealing what he said, and said in a deep voice: "Yes! I can't make it back to Frosinone to break through. I have a secret stronghold in Tunguska, which I used when I broke through the senior wizard apprentice last time. This time it happened to be used, so this time with Kararov’s delivery of potions, I don’t want to go out of the way. I go alone, even if they do it, I can get away alone!"

At this point, Varga has all understood what Connor meant. There is no doubt. She looked happy, nodded heavily and said: "Connor, I know what to do!"

After finishing the business, Connor, who hadn't been tainted for some time, couldn't help but relax. The eyes that looked at Varga were also full of desire, and when he felt the changes in Connor's eyes, Varga's pretty face couldn't help but crawl. There was a touch of blush, and he lowered his head shyly.

Seeing this, Connor smiled and placed a soundproof barrier in the room. Then a princess hugged Varga and put Varga on the bed. (In order to prevent the harmony beast, please readers here Master makes up for it by himself!)

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The next day, the sun was going up, and the refreshed Connor, after using disguise to disguise himself, he took a bottle of Salerin medicine given by Varga and quietly moved from this building. Walked out of the villa on Ramsey Avenue in Ruenxi District.

Riding on the public carriage for about forty minutes, and walking for about 20 minutes, Connor finally came to the place where he and the Kararovs agreed six months ago to deliver the medicine, 30 on McKinsey Avenue outside of Ruen. Manor Seven.

This manor is a well-known middle class in Ruen. It is a good place for leisure and vacation. Many Ruen trading company executives, small shareholders of factories, and some small nobles, small landlords, etc. do not need to worry about their livelihoods. They all like to drag their family and enjoy the beautiful life here in their leisure time.

At that time, when choosing the delivery location of the medicine, the difference between Conavarga and Kararov was still very big. Later, after a full ten minutes of arguing, the two sides sought common ground while reserving differences and reluctantly agreed to the delivery of the medicine completed at this manor. In choosing this location, in addition to this manor being a public place, there is also this manor No. 37. Five kilometers away is the J Guan University of the Ruen Metropolitan Police Department. The impact here will be very bad, and both parties will There are scruples.

Disguised as a thin middle-aged gentleman, Connor, who is leaning on a cane of no value, walked in through the gate of the manor and came to the restaurant of the manor. He was seated in the restaurant and had a nice face and blond hair. The blue-eyed waitress came to Connor.

"Hello, sir, what do you want to eat?" While talking, the blonde waitress handed the menu to Connor.

Facing the menu that the blonde waitress handed over, Connor waved his hand slightly, then coughed slightly, leaning on his cane and said old-fashioned: "Bring me a five-ripe Pars Meri steak, Ruen-style beet soup, dessert. Just bring me two Bernabeu egg tarts!"

Hearing that the middle-aged gentleman in front of him did not look at the menu but ordered a few famous meals in the restaurant. The blonde waiter took the menu back, and then asked again: "Sir, what would you like to drink? ?"

"Open me a Blue Moon Gin Bar from Paul Sosa Winery!" Connor handed out the five pence bill and handed it to the blonde waiter as a tip.

Seeing that the tip was only five pence, the blonde waiter's eyes became exhausted, but the manor's good training for the waiter still made her beautiful face squeeze a standard smile to Connor: "Good sir , I have written down your request, about ten minutes later ~www.readwn.com~ I will deliver the food you want, please be patient!" After speaking, the blonde waiter said to Connor slightly A salute, and then withdrew.

Connor, disguised as a middle-aged gentleman, while waiting for the meal, although his eyes seemed to be placed on a pair of oil paintings hanging on the wall in the dining room, enjoying the charm of fine art, Connor’s spiritual power, It was released slowly and silently, spreading to the entire manor with the restaurant as the center.

Witnessed by the Oath of Arbitration, Connor and Kararov agreed at 11:30 noon. From the time point of view, if nothing unexpected happened, Kararov should have already entered the manor at this time.

The actual delivery time of Connor’s meal was two minutes faster than the expected time given by the blonde waiter. It was still the blonde waiter who took the steak, beet soup, and egg tarts that Connor asked for. There were gins placed in front of Connor one by one, and then respectfully said according to the process: "Sir, please use it slowly!"

Looking at the food in front of him, Connor took out another five pence bill and threw it to the blonde waiter as a tip. Seeing that there was another five pence tip, the blonde waiter showed a surprised look on her face. After receiving the bill, Sweetly shouted at Connor: "Thank you Mr." and left with satisfaction.

Picking up the gin he ordered on the table, Connor poured half a glass in the glass, then drank it, feeling the wonderful taste of gin in his mouth, Connor took a piece from his arms seemingly casually The silver pocket watch, glanced at the time on it, a fleeting doubt flashed in his eyes, and Connor slowly put the pocket watch back in his arms.

It is already a quarter past eleven. Why hasn't Kararov appeared in this kind of manor yet, or has Kararov already appeared and he hasn't found him?