Count of Wizards

"Navarga, why do you think that the target of the demonized knights under the old Victor will be me?" Connor pondered over Varga's words carefully, and then asked somewhat puzzledly:

"Old Victor wants a large number of secret letters for anti-magic potions. It was given to me by Martina when she came to the hospital today. She hinted that the target of my group of demonic knights was Connor, and she also asked me to tell you, Old Wei Kudo has already begun to be suspicious of her. She will not contact you at this stage, so you should not contact her either!" Varga continued:

Hearing what Varga said, Connor nodded secretly in his heart. He knew that since the old Victor wanted to use the knife to kill people and let the Celtas teach him to deal with him, then he killed Palin. It’s hard to hide the eyeliner of old Victor. The three senior wizard apprentices were killed by himself. Old Victor would definitely be suspicious. Martina was the person who handled this matter directly, old Victor. It's normal to be more suspicious of Martina, but it is really a problem if you can't be suspicious!

"I didn't see Connor in the safe house just now, I thought..." Leaning on Connor's chest, Varga said softly, the worry and concern in the words were beyond words.

Feeling the love of Keren in his arms, Connor also had a touch of warmth in his eyes, comfortingly said; "Varga, I told you, my strength, Connor Ferguson, is stronger than you think. Some, it’s not that easy for old Victor to deal with me!"

"Yeah!" Varga exclaimed softly.

The warm body fragrance of Varga's delicate body couldn't help floating into his nose, which made Connor, who hadn't been exposed to meat for many days, couldn't help but feel hot in his lower abdomen. Feeling a certain object raised his head secretly, Varga also crawled on his face. Blushing, seeing Connor smiled, he was holding a princess backhand, picked up Varga, and walked to the big bed in the apartment...

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Just when the spring breeze was over for Connor and Varga, in a farm on the outskirts of Ruen, two people who seemed impossible to appear at the same time appeared in the restaurant of the farm.

"Do you really want that thing in your hand?" Looking at the glamorous beauty who was sitting across from him and cutting the steak elegantly with a silver knife, Mr. Tusam's black pupils flashed with a gleam of light, and he said in a low voice. At that time, Mr. Tusam didn’t wear the conspicuous red dress that he wore in the confrontation with Martina at the Oyar factory. He was covered in a huge black cloak.···························································

"No!" Glancing at Tusam's slightly impatient face under the cloak, Martina raised her head and said very simply:

Martina replied to Mr. Tussam, with a very obvious anger on his face, and asked sharply, "No? Martina, are the things you said to me amusement me?"

Martina didn't intend for Sam's rage, she lifted the cut steak with the grace of a fork, and then sent it to the entrance. Then, under Tusam's angry gaze, Martina tasted it without eagerness. After finishing the steak, she wiped her attractive red lips with a handkerchief, and finally looked at Tusam who was opposite, and said slowly: "If I remember correctly, I was here a week ago. I told Tusam. Sir, I know where what you are looking for, not that I have what you want!"

"Humph!"

Hearing Martina's explanation, Tusam let out a sigh, then picked up the glass full of beer on the table and drank it, then looked at Martina viciously and said without concealment: "Martina You should be very clear that the old guy Victor doesn't believe you 100%. Although I don't have your evidence, as long as I want to, I don't need evidence at all!"

Seeing Tusam threatening herself, Martina’s cold face did not have any anger or other emotions. She looked as usual and said: "Mr. Tusam! Since I am here to meet you, it represents You are valuable to me, otherwise I won’t come out to meet you, I think if Mr. Tussam didn’t know something, you wouldn’t accompany me so readily. Today at Old Vic Did you perform this scene in front of you?"

After Martina said this, Tusam, who was furious in the last second, had an angry expression on his face and an angry expression in his eyes, but disappeared in an instant without a trace, it seemed that everything was just now. , Turned out to be Tusam's acting?

"Since everyone is smart, you and I will open the skylight to speak up. What you want me to do for you is not just to help you perform a scene in front of the old Victor, right?" He took a deep look at Ma. Tina, Tusam said lightly:

"I want you to help me kill Connor Ferguson!" Picking up the wine glass and shaking it ~www.readwn.com~ Looking at the just-worn wine in the wine glass, Martina said with a complicated expression:

"Kill Connor Ferguson? Martina, you want to kill Connor Ferguson? Who the **** is this Connor Ferguson, Martina, you and old Victor want him to die, I'm really right now This person has some interest?" Mr. Tusam raised an eyebrow and said with interest:

"I don't just want you to help me kill Connor Ferguson, I also want you to help me kill Old Victor!" After saying this, Martina put the red wine in the glass into her mouth.

Tusam, who was still very interested when he heard these words, suddenly looked startled, and looked at Martina in an unbelievable way. It seemed that he hadn't expected that this sentence would come out of Martina's mouth.

Under Tusam's gaze, Martina chuckled and nodded, indicating that he had heard it right, she was really talking about killing old Victor.

"You are crazy!"

Looking at Martina, Tusam suddenly sighed, and then said with certainty:

Martina didn’t seem to be surprised by Tusam’s appearance. She poured herself another glass of red wine, and then said to herself: “If you don’t get rid of old Victor, you think even if you get that thing. , Did you go?"

Before Martina's words were finished, Tusam's pupils immediately condensed, and a very concealed flash of murderous intent, Tusam whispered, "How did you know?"

Martina seemed to have heard some big joke, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and then said: "Tusam, what is the purpose of you wanting that thing? Isn't it about getting rid of the shackles on your body? , To restore your freedom, do you really want you to be your most loyal slave to Master Southgate for the rest of your life?"