Count of Wizards

"My lord, I have a suggestion, I don't know if it should be said or not!" Seeing the helplessness in De Sciglio's eyes, Barzagli's eyes flashed a hidden look of determination, and said:

De Sciglio glanced at Barzagli's old face. He seemed to be familiar with Barzagli's style. He was not surprised that Barzagli wanted to make a suggestion, but said lightly: "If you have any suggestions, just say it. , as long as it can help the company get out of the predicament, I will consider it!"

"Secret Society!" Although it was just a simple word, in Barzali's mouth, this word seemed to have some terrible magic power. He gritted his teeth and said with great difficulty. He secretly stared at De Sciglio's face, as if he wanted to see something from De Sciglio's face. But to his disappointment, De Sciglio's face was still very calm, as if he didn't understand what the word "secret society" represented at all!

"I didn't expect that the Secret Society would find you!" Just when a thin layer of sweat began to appear on Barzagli's forehead because De Sciglio remained silent, De Sciglio suddenly said quietly:

"Plop!"

Although De Sciglio didn't mean any reprimand in his words, Barzagli knelt in front of De Sciglio and said nervously: "I don't have any qualifications for the secret society to find me. What they want to find is an adult. , I am nothing more than a megaphone!"

"What do they think?" De Sciglio still said calmly, as if he didn't see Balzagli kneeling in front of him at all.

Seeing De Sciglio continue to ask again, the fear in Barzali's heart gradually subsided. He was very aware of how cruel this seemingly elegant and gentle Mr. De Sciglio was, and he began to regret it. Today's adventure, but at this point he has no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "Of course this kind of secret secret society will not be revealed to me. A man named Victor claims to be a professor." Butler, I want to have an interview with you, my lord!"

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"This is the healing potion I prepared for you based on the book that recorded Gray Tarot!" In the apartment at No. 16 Land Street, Varga took out five bottles of pink potions from her space ring and handed them to you. Gave it to Connor.

After receiving these five bottles of pink medicine from Varga's jade hand, although these medicines were tightly packed in crystal bottles, Connor still clearly felt the keen inspiration of being a spiritual wizard. The rich spiritual vitality of these pink potions!

Looking at the five bottles of potions, Connor's face showed a look of joy. Let's not say anything else, these rich spiritual vitality alone are enough to make his mental strength go up to a higher level!

"You take one of these five bottles of potion every three days, Connor. This is the first course of treatment. If you want to completely eliminate the gray Tarot virus infected in your Shenhai, Connor, I estimate that it will take three courses of treatment. If you, Connor, If you feel drug resistance, please tell me!" Varga jade pointed at the five bottles of pink potions, and seriously urged:

"Understood!" Clutching Varga's weak and boneless little hand, Connor responded with a smile:

Connor, who was lying on the bed, seemed to think of something, and asked Varga who was arranging his clothes in the mirror: "Varga, do you know of any medicine or something that can assist the cultivation of monsters?"

Hearing Connor's question, Varga thought for a while and replied: "More than 90% of the currently known medicines are used to assist wizards in their cultivation. Although there are also assistants in the cultivation of monsters, they are very few, and the types of monsters There are so many, in the words of Emperor Raul, it is necessary to analyze specific problems, a potion that is good for one kind of monster may not only be not good for another, but may even be a deadly poison, Connor, why are you asking this?"

Speaking of Varga's beautiful big eyes at the end, he looked at Connor with some doubts:

Connor was silent for a while, raised his head and looked at Varga's suspicious eyes and said, "Varga, let me tell you something, don't tell others, I snatched a cub of the Odin Blood Tiger from others !"

"Odin Blood Tiger?" Varga looked surprised, and subconsciously exclaimed:

Feeling the inconceivableness in Varga's beautiful eyes, Connor's manly vanity was greatly satisfied, he nodded and continued: "That's right! A cub of the Odin Blood Tiger is currently hidden by me in one of my buildings." In the safe house!"

Listening to Connor's narration, Varga's beautiful eyes showed a touch of emotion. She knew the value of the Odin Blood Tiger, especially a cub that could be tamed! In this indifferent and selfish world of wizards, not to mention lovers are relatives of masters and apprentices, they may kill each other for this!

"Connor, don't worry, I won't say anything!" Varga promised Connor solemnly:

Seeing the seriousness on Varga's pretty face, Connor shook his head with a smile and said, "Will you have time later? If so, I'll take you to a place!"

Varga nodded at Connor in confusion, signaling that he had time, but she didn't seem to be able to guess where Connor was taking her!

Seeing the cute and cute appearance of the petite Varga, Connor's heart naturally became hot again, and Varga, who had pulled his clothes before tidying up, was tender again...

In the evening, Connor, whose footsteps were a little flimsy, and the pink-faced Varga, disguised as an ordinary couple, came to an ordinary residential area in Ruen, and this was where Connor's safe house was located. With everyone paying attention to safety, Connor activated the concealed protective magic circle in the safe house, and led Varga into his safe house!

"What is this place?" Varga asked Connor curiously, looking at the undecorated walls and rough concrete floor in the safe house.