Count of Wizards

　　While Varga and Dr. Gulsi left the office to refine the mana-gathering potion, Connor sat quietly in the office while waiting for the news, while thinking.

In a battle with the bald-headed man in black, although Connor was not seriously injured, and drank the medicine given by the old Victor, he did not suffer much damage. It was just a slight internal injury. Drink some nutrition. Medicament, rest for a few days, the recovery will be as before

What really makes Connor feel a bit pity is the violet ring. If it weren’t for the violet ring for the second time against the dark green fireball of the bald black man, Connor felt that he would not be sitting here intact like now, but violet The ring, a secondary defensive demonized item, was seriously damaged. Connor’s current level had not completely repaired it at all.

But now Connor feels that all this is worth it. Varga joined the secret society, and from Gulsi’s words, Connor vaguely felt that Gulsi didn’t mean to ask Varga to leave Ruen, but seemed to It is here to cultivate Varga for the secret society.

There is no doubt that this is good news for Connor. With his relationship with Varga, as long as Varga stays in Rouen, with Varga’s talent in pharmacy, Connor feels that he is at least a short time Inside, there is no need to worry about the medicine...

　　 Thinking about it, a smile appeared at the corner of Connor's mouth, but at this moment, the door of the office was pushed open, and Dr. Gulsi and Varga walked in one after another.

　　 "Mr. Connor, thank you very much for bringing me such an outstanding pharmacy genius!" As soon as he entered the door, Dr. Gulsey said to Connor with a smile on his face:

　　 Hearing what Dr. Gulsi said, Connor was taken aback for a moment, and immediately reacted, and asked ecstatically: "Doctor Gulsi, Varga really made a mana-gathering potion?"

Dr. Gulsi nodded, took out a small bottle of light blue medicine from his white coat, and said excitedly: "Just now in our genius, Varga was in my medicine room, just experimenting. Two times, I succeeded in refining the magic potion, and the truth is here! Varga is the most gifted pharmacy genius I have ever seen!"

　　 "Teacher..." Hearing Dr. Gulsi complimenting him so much, Varga's face was reddened behind Dr. Gulsi.

　　 A happy smile appeared on Connor's face when he heard Varga calling Dr. Gulsi.

　　 "I have decided to officially accept Varga as my disciple," sitting back in the office, Gulsey said to Connor in a decisive tone:

　　 "Listen, Connor! I was going to say these things to you. After all, you have now completed your work and brought Varga here, but I am very sorry that Varga insisted on telling you!"

"The secret society’s plan is to use a replica of Eusebio’s mask to hide Varga’s original face, and will give her a brand new identity. At that time, Varga will use the identity of a hospital nurse as a cover and follow me to learn pharmacy. Learn! Connor, I can see that you are a cautious person, so I hope you can be clear, for the safety of Varga do not always contact her?" Dr. Gulsi said in a tone that was almost warning. Admonished Connor.

　　 "Teacher... Without Connor, I might be dead at this time!" Before Connor stood up to refute, Varga, who was sitting on the side, stood up and started to defend Connor.

　　 Seeing Varga defending himself like this, Connor didn't seem to have much on the surface, but Gulsi's anger in his heart dissipated a lot.

　　 stood up from the sofa, Connor gently patted Varga on the shoulder, smiled at the seat behind the desk, bowed slightly and saluted, then turned and left the office without speaking.

　　 "Connor········Connor·······"

　　 Listening to Varga's anxious shouts behind him, although he didn't turn around and look back, Connor knew that if there weren't Gulsi's blocking, at this time Varga's little silly girl should have been chased out...

　　Walking out of this private hospital of Dr. Gulsi, Connor has a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. He knows that sometimes he doesn’t want to attack, so he doesn’t need to look for Varga, but Varga...

He was on the road and recruited a taxi. Connor sat back on Rand Street where his apartment was located, but he was not in a hurry to return to his apartment. He thought of one thing. Today is the first day of the month. He waved at the little newspaper boy selling newspapers on the side of the street.

"Sir, what newspaper do you need?" Seeing a well-dressed, tall gentleman beckoning to himself, a small newspaper boy of about eleven or twelve years old on the street wearing a pair of slippers that are obviously larger than his own feet~www.mtlnovel. com~ eyes brightened and rushed to Connor with a huge newspaper box on his back, and asked breathlessly:

　　 "Can you tell me if you have today's Luen Evening News?" Connor said gently to the little newspaper boy:

"Sir, yes! Yes!" The little newspaper boy thought for a while, and just hurriedly unloaded the huge newspaper box behind him, turned it over for a while, and found out a brand new Luen with the fragrance of ink. The evening paper was handed to Connor excitedly.

　　 After receiving the evening paper, Connor glanced at the date on it and confirmed it was today. He nodded immediately, took out a one-shilling bill from his wallet and handed it to the little newsboy, and walked to his apartment.

　　 "Sir, I'm sorry, I can't find it at first!" Looking at the banknote in his hand, the little newspaper boy lowered his head and said embarrassedly:

　　 "You don't need to look for it, buy yourself a pair of suitable shoes!" Without looking back, Connor waved his hand and said lightly:

　　 took out the key and opened the door of the apartment. Connor threw the newspaper in his hand into the trash can. Connor had already obtained the information he wanted from it.

　　 Lying on the soft big bed, staring at the mural on the ceiling, Connor said to himself: "Number three, one o'clock in the afternoon, the old place?"

　　 This is the information he just obtained in the Luen Evening News, Mr. Sterling's column, and it is also the information of Mr. Mustafa in the Munchen Club, telling him the time of the next meeting in the Munchen Club.

With the help of the auxiliary chip, Connor’s alchemy attainments progressed rapidly, and as his cultivation level improved after using the magic stone, Connor vaguely felt the shadow dagger, the demonized item he first refined, It has become more and more tasteless, and now that the violet ring is seriously damaged, Connor feels that it is time for him to make a change.