Varga's humility won Dr. Gursey's admiration. She thought for a while and said, "I've been planning to do an experiment recently. Cevallos wants to make an energy-gathering potion. Varga, can you give him some guidance?"
Dr. Gursey said casually. Varga frowned, but Dr. Gursey was her teacher after all, so she put away her reluctance and said, "Yes, teacher. I'll help Cevallos make the energy-gathering potion."
"Very good. When you become an advanced apprentice, the Secret Society's official wizard-level potion knowledge will be unlocked for you!" After hearing Valga's promise, Doctor Goursey nodded satisfactorily. After leaving a promise, he drifted away.
"Advanced Sorcerer-Apprentice? It won't be too long … "Valga muttered to herself after Gu Ersi was far away. Her eyes were extremely cold at this moment, completely devoid of the naivety and innocence she had when she was with Connor.
Putting on her disguise mask again, Varga returned to her room in the hospital. However, Varga did not expect to see a handsome young man with long hair standing in front of her room. The young man was holding a bouquet of tulips. When he saw Varga, a smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Varga, congratulations on successfully concocting the adept-level potion. Here's a bouquet of tulips for you. I hope you like them!" After saying this, the young man with long hair handed the bouquet to Varga with a face full of smiles.
Varga took a deep look at the young man and did not reject the tulips. After taking the bouquet, she said coldly to the man, "Cevallos, thank you for the tulips, but I need to rest now …"
"No problem. Have a good rest!" Cevallos did not seem to mind Varga's coldness. He bowed slightly to Varga in a gentlemanly manner and turned to leave.
After opening the door to her room, Varga threw the tulips Cevallos had given her into the trash can. Although tulips were her favorite bouquet, it was not surprising that she liked tulips given to her by other men.
After Cevallos's incident, Varga, who wanted to meditate for a while, could not enter a deep meditative state. Since that was the case, Varga did not force herself to meditate. Instead, she began to think.
Cevallos was the only son of her teacher, Dr. Gursey. He was also the apple of Dr. Gursey's eye. After Varga came to Gursey Hospital for a while, Cevallos was summoned by his mother, Dr. Gursey.
Varga had never told Cevallos that she liked tulips, but she was not surprised that Cevallos would give her tulips because Dr. Gursey knew that she liked tulips.
Although Dr. Gursey did not say it explicitly, Varga knew very well what her teacher meant. She did not dare to tell Connor, because based on her understanding of Connor, if Connor knew about it, he would have another undead in his hands.
To be honest, Varga felt that if Cevallos wasn't the only son of Dr. Goursey and didn't chase after her, she wouldn't be so cold to him. Cevallos wasn't a bad person. On the contrary, he was a true gentleman. In the cruel world of wizards, he was a bit different.
At first, Varga thought that Cevallos was faking it. However, after the test of time, Varga gradually changed her impression of Cevallos. Although her impression of him had changed, Varga's attitude towards Cevallos did not change. She was still cold to him. After all, her heart was firmly occupied by Connor. She could not let Cevallos make a wrong judgment.
While Varga was vexed over Sevallos's matter, Connor was in his room, secretly meeting with another peerless beauty.
"Marguerite, why did you suddenly ask me about resentment?" Sitting on the sofa in his apartment, Connor narrowed his eyes and swirled his red wine glass. He seemed to be puzzled as he looked at Marguerite, who was sitting opposite him.
Today, Connor had contacted Marguerite through Audrey and facilitated this secret meeting. Originally, Connor planned to reveal to Marguerite that there might be a hidden magic stone mine in the Tunguska region that had not been discovered and managed by the Church and the Empire. However, as soon as they met, Marguerite gave him a surprise.
At that moment, Marguerite's brows were slightly furrowed, and her expression didn't look too good. She looked like she had something on her mind. Upon hearing Connor's question, she deliberated over her words and said, "A week ago, a Wraith was suspected to have appeared in a village in the eastern suburbs of Loen. I wanted to see if you had any news."
Marguerite's words immediately made Connor find it very interesting. The birth of a Wraith wasn't difficult. It could be said that it was simple. For example, if a person had a lot of resentment before they died, there was a certain chance that a Wraith would be born after they died. Of course, the probability was very small. Otherwise, the world would be filled with Wraith. Ordinary Wraith could be destroyed by a few priests or arbitrators sent by the Church. With Marguerite's identity and status, such matters wouldn't trouble her.
And most importantly, Connor noticed that Marguerite used the ambiguous word "suspected." Based on his understanding of Marguerite, if a Wraith appeared, it appeared. If it didn't, it didn't. Why would Marguerite be so abnormal that she wasn't even sure if a Wraith had appeared?
"Can you be more specific?" Although Connor didn't want to be nosy, what Marguerite said had already piqued his curiosity.
"A week ago, I noticed that a few priests and arbitrators in the Church who were good at eliminating Wraith were carrying out a secret mission with the Church's enchanted items that were specially used to eliminate Wraith. I didn't pay attention to this in the beginning because missions to eliminate Wraith would appear every once in a while. But three days ago, I discovered that only half of these people who carried out the mission returned. Furthermore, all of them were injured. The moment they returned, they were quarantined by arbitrators loyal to Edward!
"After discovering this, I thought that I had found an opportunity, but according to my investigations, these people's actions weren't recorded at all. This is absolutely against the Church's rules. I didn't publicize this. According to my informant's report, these people might have gone to the eastern suburbs of Loen. As for the rest, I have no other clues!" Marguerite explained very straightforwardly.
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