Seeing the huge fire burn everything away with his own eyes, a smug look appeared in Connor's eyes. After which, he turned his head to look at Firo, who was not far away from him.
Firo was looking at Connor coldly with a dark face. Although there was no solid evidence to prove that Connor was the one behind it, whether it was the sudden weakening of the suppression of Milik by the magic circle, or the discovery of the alchemy bomb buried under the magic circle, it made Firo realize that Connor had been secretly plotting against him. This undoubtedly made him very angry.
Connor glanced at Firo and saw his anger. He said slowly, "Firo, don't forget that you were the one who came to me like a stray dog and described to me how strong Milik was. He chased after you and wanted me to help you deal with him. Everything I did was at your request. I was helping you. Now that Milik is dead, and you are still alive and well, Firo, do you think I did something wrong?"
Although Connor appeared to be very calm and indifferent, the actual situation in his heart was far from being as calm as he appeared. Connor knew very well that Milik must have faintly noticed his plan. At this time, he must be weighing the pros and cons in his heart. Should he fall out with him?
Now that Milik was dead, Connor and Firo were facing the threat from the Church of the Storm together. While the threat had been reduced, it had also affected the fragile alliance between Connor and Firo.
Because Milik still had some value to him, Connor did not intend to kill him for now. However, if Milik had any other ideas, Connor would not be soft-hearted and would definitely send him on his way immediately.
With this battle with Milik, Connor thought that he had figured out Firo's strength. Now, although he and Firo had successfully killed Milik, both of them had suffered some injuries. However, relatively speaking, it was certain that Firo, who had been fighting Milik from the beginning to the end, had suffered more serious injuries.
Connor estimated that the current Firo would only have 50% of his usual strength. Hence, not only was Connor not afraid of Firo falling out with him, he even felt that if he handled things properly and dealt with it carefully, the possibility of killing Firo on the spot was not low!
When the time came, even if Firo died, as a spirit type Magus, Connor had a certain probability of obtaining information about the ruins and the "Blood Moon Codex" from his soul through the unique means of spirit type Magi. Hence, whether Firo chose to fall out with him or swallow his anger, Connor could accept it and deal with it accordingly.
Feeling Connor's unapologetic attitude, Firo's gaze turned even colder. However, he might have also realized that if he were to fight with Connor now, his ending might be very bad. Hence, he did not let his anger get to his head and attack Connor. Instead, he said to Connor in a deep voice, "Connor Ferguson, I've told you before. If I'm finished, you won't have a good ending either! That's right, the Potions Master beside you is called Varga, right? "
Hearing Firo mention the name "Varga", Connor, who had always been expressionless, raised his eyebrows and a trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes. Although Firo only mentioned Varga's life and did not say anything else, at this moment, Firo's intentions were all too clear.
Firo did not care about the change in Connor's expression. He did not wait for Connor to reply and continued, "I've been in the Magus World for so many years and I still have a few friends who have gone through thick and thin. Before this operation, I used an extremely precious treasure in my hands to make a deal with someone. If I were to die in this Navas Forest, someone will avenge me!"
Although Firo's words were reserved, when he mentioned Varga's name, the threat in his words was self-evident.
After hearing Firo's words, Connor remained silent for a few seconds before he turned around and shook his head at Milik with a cold smile. Connor then walked into the depths of the forest. Firo's eyes flickered a few times before he followed Connor into the depths of the forest.
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While Connor and Firo were moving into the depths of the Navas Forest to search for relics, in the political center of the Kaman Empire, the capital of Bernabeu, the headquarters of the Church of the Storm, a secret room in the basement of the St. Antis Cathedral.
This secret room was not big, only about 30 square meters in size. The walls of the secret room were inlaid with all kinds of crystal balls that emitted a faint light. The whole secret room looked quiet and a little eerie. But for some reason, the crystal balls inlaid in the walls looked like pieces of memorial tablets.
At this moment, in the secret room, two white-haired old priests wearing the traditional blue and white robes of the Church of the Lord of Storms were looking at a row of dim crystal balls at the bottom of the wall. They looked at each other in dismay.
"Old Chiesa, what should we do now?" The old priest, Johnson, looked at the crystal balls in front of him carefully and pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. A bitter smile appeared on his old face as he asked the other priest sitting opposite him.
"Every crystal ball here represents a level-1 wizard of the church. According to the usual practice, the crystal ball should be broken into pieces instead of just dimming like it is now. I don't know what happened to it …" Johnson's words made Chiesa feel a little awkward. He hesitated for a while, then said with some hesitation, "Every crystal ball here represents a level-1 wizard of the church. According to the usual practice, even if something bad happened to the crystal ball, the crystal ball should be broken into pieces.
"Yeah, the situation is really hard to understand. If I remember correctly, this crystal ball represents Sir Milik, right?"
"Although Sir Milik is a new official wizard, he has killed many evil dark wizards. He is very appreciated by Red Robed Archbishop Hummel. Currently, Red Robed Archbishop Hummel has sent him to Flosinone to carry out a mission." Johnson stroked his white beard and thought for a while.
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