After hugging Varga for more than a minute, Connor reluctantly let go of Varga. During this period of time, he had been fighting with others and had never dared to relax his vigilance. However, at this moment, seeing Varga appear, Connor could finally vent his emotions.
"Varga, why are you here?" After his emotions calmed down, Connor asked in astonishment.
"Doctor Gursey asked me to come," Varga said softly as she raised her head to look at Connor's face, her beautiful eyes filled with joy.
Hearing Varga's explanation, Connor suddenly understood. It was obvious that he wasn't the only one who was allowed to take refuge in the safe house. Varga, as the Secret Society's genius in alchemy, was naturally one of the key targets of protection.
After understanding this point, Connor began to ponder. In his heart, he began to wonder if he should ask Varga about the potion that could treat his mental trauma.
After a slight hesitation, Connor temporarily suppressed this thought. If he asked this question when they had just met, he really couldn't bring himself to do it in front of Varga.
As if not noticing the changes in Connor's heart, Varga's beautiful eyes flickered as she asked with concern, "Have you consumed the Mana Gathering Potion that I refined for you, Connor? How do you feel about the effects? "
"Mana Gathering Potion? I've been consuming it recently, but in terms of effects, it doesn't seem to be as effective as when I first took it! "Connor said with some vexation.
With Varga's ample supply of Mana Gathering Potion, his cultivation progressed very quickly. Now, he had reached the peak of a beginner Apprentice and was only one step away from becoming an intermediate Apprentice. However, before he broke through this barrier, Connor discovered that the more Mana Gathering Potions he took from Varga, the less effective the potion was. According to the auxiliary chip's analysis, the potion he took now only produced less than a third of the initial potion's effects.
"This is a normal phenomenon. After consuming the Mana Gathering Potion too many times, your body will produce antibodies, and the potion's effects will become smaller and smaller. In some extreme cases, the same potion can even become a fatal poison!" Varga explained with a smile.
"Err … Isn't this just drug resistance?" Connor silently complained in his heart.
Varga's slender fingers lightly stroked the space ring on her hand, and took out a suitcase from it. She handed it to Connor and said with some regret, "These days, I've been learning new potions from Master Gursey, so I've only refined these Favre Potions. Connor, you can try this. If the two of us can meet every day, it'll be great. Then I can tailor a Mana Gathering Potion that suits your physique according to your physical condition, and the potion's effects will definitely be very good!"
Looking at the suitcase handed over by Varga, Connor didn't take it immediately. On the contrary, his heart was very resistant to all of this, even though his rationality told him that the potion in this suitcase could help him break through to intermediate wizard apprentice in a short time.
Without knowing why, Connor thought of Marguerite at this moment. If Marguerite gave this suitcase to him at this moment, Connor felt that he would gladly accept this suitcase without any hesitation. In his eyes, Marguerite and he were only using each other, and there was nothing else other than this. However, the relationship between him and Varga was obviously more than this …
As if seeing Connor's resistance in his heart, Varga's eyes flashed with a touch of indescribable joy. She gently put down the suitcase on the ground, and took the initiative to hug Connor. She whispered in Connor's ear, "In my life, grandma is the most important person to me, and now I only have you …"
Feeling the affection in Varga's words, Connor knew that at this time, it would be too inhumane if he said anything else. He sighed in his heart, put down all his worries, and kissed Varga's red lips fiercely.
If it wasn't for the creepy feeling in the safehouse, Connor might have been hot-headed at this time …
Connor, who still had a trace of rationality in his heart, barely suppressed the lust in his heart, and looked around at the walls of the safehouse.
Varga, whose clothes were a little messy, noticed Connor's abnormal behavior, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
"Varga, don't you feel anything special in this room?" Connor closed his eyes slightly, and carefully savored the creepy feeling in his heart.
Hearing Connor's words, Varga's eyes sparkled. She thought for a while, then said, "I don't feel anything special, but Connor, you're training in the direction of the mind, so your senses are far beyond us ordinary wizards. It's normal that you can sense things that we can't."
Connor didn't know why, but he felt that something was wrong with Varga's words. However, he couldn't tell what it was, so he could only put it to the back of his mind for now. He smiled bitterly to Varga and said, "Standing here, I always have a lingering fear, as if I'm in the midst of evil and resentment."
"Connor, don't think too much about it. This is the safehouse of the Secret Society, and what is the Secret Society? Based on the Secret Society's personality, it's normal for them to torture and interrogate a few people in the safehouse. Your teacher is the second-in-command of the Secret Society, Mr. Professor! "Varga smiled and comforted Connor while hugging his head.
Connor nodded. Varga was right. This was the safehouse of the Secret Society. If Reyes wanted to harm him, he had plenty of ways to do so. There was no need for him to do anything here. It could be said that he was powerless against Reyes. Whatever Reyes wanted to do, he would do it.
Reyes didn't want to harm him. Since he was in the safehouse of the Secret Society, it meant that he was most likely safe. Could it be that what Varga said was true? That the safehouse gave him such a feeling because the Secret Society had tortured and extorted confessions in this room, which led to the torture and murder of the people who were interrogated?
Taking a deep breath, Connor narrowed his eyes and walked to the side of the wall of the safehouse. He began to carefully examine his current environment.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would have to stay in this environment for a few days. Connor found it unacceptable to be in an unknown situation like this.
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