"May the Goddess of Storm bless us!" The surviving arbitrators immediately imitated the mysterious woman and drew the same symbol on their chests.
Judging from the power of the explosion, even if the person who broke in was an arbiter from the Church of Storms or a powerful wizard, it was impossible for them to survive. Even their corpses wouldn't be in perfect condition.
Following the mysterious woman's order, the surviving arbitrators began to search for the bodies of their companions who were still alive and kicking. While they were searching, the mysterious woman with a purple veil didn't stay idle either. She also walked through the debris on the ground. However, unlike the arbitrators who were searching for the bodies of their companions, the mysterious woman didn't pay attention to the blood stains on the ground at all. Instead, she seemed to be searching for some kind of trace.
The mysterious woman searched very carefully. She even used her mental strength to check every small stone. As the saying goes, "Hard work pays off". After searching for about twenty minutes, her eyes, which were hidden behind her veil, seemed to have discovered something. A glint flashed across her eyes. With a wave of her fair hand, a tiny grey crystal fragment on the ground was secretly caught in her hand. The Arbitrators, who were searching for their companions' corpses with sorrowful faces, did not notice that their "Lord" was doing such a thing behind their backs!
"Connor, it's you …" The mysterious woman played with the gray crystal fragment in her palm for a while. A surprised smile appeared on her beautiful face under the purple veil. She murmured in a low voice that only she could hear, "Connor, it's you …"
… ….
… ….
In the morning, Connor finished a night of cultivation in his bedroom in his apartment. He simply moved his body. Yesterday, he sent Varga and the baby Blood Tiger to his safe house in the suburbs. Because Varga couldn't bring the baby Blood Tiger back to Dr. Gursey's Private Hospital, he had to negotiate with the little thing. In the end, he finally agreed to let the little bastard stay in the safe house for 100 magic stones.
"Don't be so greedy …" Connor couldn't help laughing when he thought of the greedy look on the little blood tiger's face after it communicated with Valga through the equal partnership contract and made Valga bargain with him.
Originally, he only had about two hundred magic stones in his interspatial ring. Now, all of them had been taken away by that little thing. Two hundred magic stones was definitely a huge amount of wealth for an ordinary Intermediate Apprentice Wizard. It was enough to support him for more than a year's worth of magic stones. However, for someone who had discovered a magic stone mine, this amount was just a drizzle. As long as he could research the alchemy puppet, the magic stone mine could be mass-produced. Two hundred magic stones? It was just a week's worth of mining in the Magic Stone mine. It was nothing at all!
As an intermediate wizard apprentice, Connor could basically live without eating. However, Connor still wanted to pursue the quality of life. He liked the excitement brought to him by delicious food. Therefore, he went to the kitchen and made himself a sumptuous breakfast. A juicy Kaman steak fried to medium well, a fried egg, and a piece of Kaman wheat bread.
After breakfast was done, Connor didn't immediately start eating. Instead, he walked out of his apartment and took out the latest issue of the Loen Merchant from the newspaper box by his door. Ever since he read the article in the Loen Merchant, Connor felt that the newspaper was of a certain standard. Coincidentally, the Loen Merchant was also running a promotion. Subscribing to it cost one gold pound a month, but now, it only cost ten gold pounds a year. It was cheaper by two gold pounds; therefore, Connor wasn't stingy with the gold pounds in his pocket. He spent ten gold pounds to subscribe to the Loen Merchant for a year.
With the newspaper in one hand and breakfast in the other, Connor suddenly had the illusion that he was still on Earth. Today's Loen Merchant didn't have any explosive news. The main news page was still about the border conflict between the East Hoy Company and the Lance tribe in the Hoy Continent's North Lecce State. The news was from a few days ago, and Connor had already read it in the newspaper. There was nothing new.
Apart from that, today's issue was about the rise in the price of gold in Loen and the decline of housing prices. The Loen Federation of Trade Unions had proposed to the city's House of Commons to increase the minimum daily wage of workers. Just as Connor finished the steak he had made, his eyes locked onto a piece of news in a corner of the Loen Merchant.
"Late last night, an explosion occurred in a house in Loen's Parma neighborhood. According to our newspaper's understanding from the Loen City Hall, the explosion in the Parma neighborhood in North Borough was caused by an explosion caused by the improper use of kerosene lamps. This led to the explosion of the entire house. This newspaper would like to once again exhort all Loen citizens to be careful when using kerosene lamps. Improper use will result in two streams of tears for your loved ones …"
This piece of news was placed in the corner of the Loen Merchant. Although there were only a few hundred words, Connor's eyes subconsciously narrowed when he saw this piece of news. If he didn't remember wrongly, the safe house he had chosen to give up yesterday was located in Loen's North Borough's Parma neighborhood!
In this world, although kerosene lamps were a little unstable due to their technical limitations, and their improper use could easily cause explosions, Connor didn't believe that the entire house had exploded because of the improper use of kerosene lamps. That was too exaggerated. In theory, at least a hundred kerosene lamps had to explode at the same time to cause the entire house to explode. Therefore, Connor basically didn't believe a single word of the official explanation!
Connor believed that the explanation was that the house that exploded in North Borough's Parma neighborhood was the safe house he had chosen to abandon. The reason why it exploded wasn't because of the improper use of kerosene lamps, but because of the gray crystals he had placed in the house. Those gray crystals were some of Connor's latest alchemy inventions. They could be considered the embodiment of energy compressed into a solid state. Under Connor's arrangement, as long as these gray crystals produced energy fluctuations in the room, it would cause the gray crystals to lose their internal balance, and the result of the internal imbalance was … Boom!
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