"Second in command, Professor?" Connor was stunned when he heard Varga's words. If he remembered correctly, Old Victor and Bisping both addressed Reyes as Professor. In addition, Connor had already confirmed that Reyes was a high-ranking member of the Secret Society. Did this mean that Reyes was second only to one person in the Secret Society?
Varga stretched out her fair, jade-like hand and waved in front of Connor's eyes. She asked in confusion, "Connor, what's wrong with you?"
"Varga, show me this Eusebio Mask replica and your space ring!" Although Connor felt that his conjecture was basically correct, he still needed solid evidence to prove it in order to truly confirm it.
Although Connor didn't tell Varga what he wanted to do with the Eusebio Mask and the space ring, Varga didn't ask much either. She obediently handed the two items to Connor.
"This imitation of Eusebio's Mask is a level-2 magic item. I think it's a very good imitation of the original Eusebio's Mask. It can already change one's appearance, figure, and aura. You saw it at the train station today. You didn't recognize me even though we were so close!" Varga pointed at the Eusebio Mask replica in Connor's hand and introduced it with satisfaction. Then, she changed her tone and said with some pity, "But the only flaw is that this replica can't change the user's magical power like the legendary Central Plains version. I'll be exposed if I fight with someone."
Connor, who had already checked Varga's Eusebio Mask replica, nodded slightly and picked up the other space ring. He had already found some evidence from this replica, but he still needed the space ring to prove it.
After a long while, Connor carefully checked the Eusebio Mask replica and the space ring. He took a deep breath and returned the two items to Varga. A hint of hesitation flashed across his face as he didn't know if he should tell Varga his conjecture.
After seriously deliberating for a while, Connor decided to tell Varga his conjecture. He took a deep breath and said very solemnly, "Just like how potioneers refine potions, when alchemists refine enchanted items, they will more or less leave some personal traces in the refining process, such as refining techniques and so on. The space ring and the Eusebio Mask replica in your hand are of the same origin as mine. If I'm not mistaken, these two items were refined by my mentor."
"Varga, there's one thing I think I should tell you. My mentor is an official Wizard, and he's called 'Professor' in the Secret Society. At the same time, he was the one who decided to recruit you into the Secret Society. However, he never told me much about the Secret Society. Although I guessed that my mentor might be a high-ranking member of the Secret Society, I only know that he's the second-in-command of the Secret Society from you, Varga."
Upon hearing Connor's words, Varga was a little stunned. But soon, she smiled and pretended to lift her skirt. She slightly bowed to Connor and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be a high-ranking member of the Secret Society, Mr. Connor. A weak girl like me will have to rely on Mr. Connor's care in the Secret Society in the future!"
"Don't make fun of me, Varga. I really don't know if it's the right choice for me to join the Secret Society!" Connor shook his head and said with a wry smile. Although he had obtained information about various Secret Societies through various channels, the more he knew, the more he felt that what he knew was only the tip of the iceberg. How could such a powerful Secret Society, which had painstakingly planned for such a long time, be ordinary? As a spectator, Kang had already deeply felt the Secret Society's blatant ambition!
For the rest of the time, Connor and Varga tacitly agreed not to mention the Secret Society. They both enjoyed the delicious desserts and chatted happily, enjoying the rare leisure time. Just as Connor was hesitating whether to do something, Varga glanced at the watch on her wrist and pouted. She said to Connor helplessly, "Mr. Gursey will be back in an hour. I have to go back …"
Touching Varga's head with a smile, Connor said gently, "I'm so happy to see you again!"
"Hurry up and close your eyes!" Varga's fair face flushed as she urged Connor.
"What?" Connor was a little surprised that Varga asked him to close his eyes, but he still closed his eyes obediently.
In the next second, Connor felt a soft and smooth thing on his lips. However, when Connor opened his eyes in surprise, Varga had already run far away like a frightened cute rabbit.
Looking at Varga's petite back with a smile, Connor felt that his cold heart was touched by something. Maybe he could really try to accept a person.
Connor returned to his apartment in a good mood. He didn't continue the mithril decomposition experiment that he was supposed to finish tonight. Instead, he absorbed the energy of a magic stone and was about to go to bed. However, just as Connor finished washing up and was about to go back to bed to have a luxurious night's sleep, he sensed an unwelcome guest climbing over the back garden of Connor's apartment.
“FUCK！！！” Connor scolded fiercely and immediately got up from the bed. Did that woman come earlier than the previous year? She didn't come earlier or later. Why did she come at this time?
Putting on a coat, Connor hurried to the apartment's living room. At this time, the uninvited guest walked to Connor's wine cabinet in the living room as if there was no one else around. She carefully selected a bottle of "Heart of Zither Wine" and poured it into the wine glass. She slowly shook it to sober up.
"Marguerite, what are you doing here?" Looking at Marguerite who came in the middle of the night, Connor frowned and asked in an extremely unfriendly tone.
"This bottle of Heart of Zither Wine is your compensation for not drinking the source of nature last time!" When the Heart of Zither Wine slowly sobered up, Marguerite took a small sip and sized up Connor with her beautiful eyes. She said with some mockery, "It's about to change outside, and you still have the leisure to sleep in your pajamas here?"
Marguerite's words immediately shocked Connor, but on the surface, Connor still pretended to be indifferent and said, "Emperor Laurel once said a wise saying. If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Doesn't Loen still have your Church of the Storm and the special operations team of the Imperial Police Department?"
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