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Chapter 440

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Seeing the hatred in Varga's eyes, Connor couldn't help but wonder how Gursie and her son had offended Varga. Was Varga's hatred towards Gursie and Cevallos just because Gursie had found out that Varga was investigating the effects of the Spirit of Spring potion and threatened to report Varga to the Secret Society if she didn't marry Cevallos?

Varga seemed to have noticed Connor's confusion, so before Connor could say anything, she took the initiative to explain.

"Although teacher Gursey is only an advanced wizard apprentice, he can already concoct some potions required by official wizards. Therefore, Gursey's role in the Professor's faction could be said to be irreplaceable before I appeared. Therefore, even if they knew about the collusion between Gursey and the Prince's faction, they could only do nothing. In addition, Gursey acted with propriety and did not leak any secrets about the Professor's faction to the Prince's faction. Therefore, the Professor's faction turned a blind eye and pretended not to know anything."

"As for me wanting to kill Gursie, the Secret Society's attitude was that if I could take on the mission they assigned to Gursie, then they would tacitly allow me to kill Gursie. They didn't want to help, so it had nothing to do with them. The reason why I wanted to kill Gursie and Cevallos was because Cevallos always wanted me to be with Cevallos. She even drugged me once. If I wasn't careful, I would've been drugged …" Varga's hatred intensified again. She even glared at Connor.

"What Gursey said is correct. Sevallos' injury was caused by me, and I wanted to take revenge on them. After Gursey found out that Sevallos' injury was caused by me, he wanted to dual cultivate with Sevallos. Naturally, I was unwilling. Moreover, at that time, Connor, you had successfully broken through to become an advanced Apprentice Adept. With our combined strength, we could have easily killed Gursey. Furthermore, my proficiency in potioneering had increased rapidly, and I was barely able to take on Gursey's Secret Society missions. Therefore, the conditions to kill Gursey were completely ripe. This was the cause and effect of my desire to kill Gursey. To be honest, Gursey's words about wanting to rise to the top had never even crossed my mind!" Varga spoke very frankly.

"Why didn't you tell me everything from the start?" Connor asked Valga with a complicated expression after a moment of contemplation.

"Because I knew that if I told you, you would have a lot of questions, and it was hard for me to answer them …" Valga sighed and said bitterly, "But I didn't want to tell you the truth, because I knew that you would have a lot of questions.

Hearing Varga's answer, Connor also had a bitter smile on his face. He had to admit that Varga was indeed his pillow. Varga had completely seen through his personality. After listening to Varga's explanation, he really had a lot of questions in his heart.

"Varga, you said that your relationship with the Secret Society is mutual benefit. Then what can the Secret Society give you when you refine medicine for the Secret Society, assist them in their experiments, and monitor Gursy?" Connor asked Varga his second question after thinking for a while.

Varga sighed again. She knew that Connor would definitely ask this question. She deliberated over her words and said, "I won't talk about advanced meditation techniques or cultivation resources. I'll just tell you what you want to know. Connor, do you still remember how I joined the Secret Society?"

Hearing Varga's answer, Connor already knew the answer. To be honest, it was similar to what he thought. Based on his understanding of Varga, this was the only thing that could make Varga choose to hide the truth from him.

"How many people are left to kill?" Connor asked after thinking for a while. He looked at Varga with eyes full of pity. He would never forget that day in his apartment, when Varga's tears had dried up.

"Three days ago, I helped the Secret Society complete their last experiment, and the Secret Society caught the last person who came to capture my grandmother. I killed him with my own hands!" At this point, a faint smile appeared on Varga's face. However, this faint smile made Connor shudder.

If Connor remembered correctly, there were at least ten Magi who came to capture Varga's grandmother. Judging from Varga's words, could it be that these people were all captured by the Secret Society and Varga killed them with her own hands?

"There were eleven of them in total. Every time I completed an experiment for the Secret Society and refined a new potion, the Secret Society would capture one of them for me. I would kill them with my own hands to avenge my grandmother! Connor, although I really don't want to tell you, and also really want to maintain the original me in your heart, the me who was still in Greene University. But at this moment, I think I must confess the real me to you. My hands are already stained with blood, and countless souls of the dead appear in my dreams every day. "While Connor's gaze faintly narrowed as he sunk into contemplation, Valga had already very frankly admitted to Connor's thoughts.

Looking at the calm Varga in front of him, Connor's eyes were filled with complicated emotions. Although he knew this day might come when he brought Varga into the Secret Society, he still hoped that this day would never come. Varga would always be the Varga he first met. However, the cold reality now told Connor that his hopes were dashed!

"What's wrong? Do you regret bringing me into the Secret Society back then?" Varga asked with a smile when he saw the look in Connor's eyes.

Connor laughed self-deprecatingly and shook his head. "Joining the Secret Society was your own choice. I just provided you with the choice. I just hate that I was too weak back then. If I was as strong as I am now, your grandmother wouldn't have died. I still remember her. She saved my life back then. If she hadn't taken out the bullet and stitched up my wound, I would have died somewhere long ago, and there wouldn't be the Connor Ferguson I am today!"

"Connor …" Varga said softly when she heard Connor's answer. Her beautiful eyes were filled with gratitude.

Connor smiled and opened his arms to Varga. Varga didn't hesitate at all and immediately jumped into Connor's arms just like before. The two of them buried the hatchet, and the suspicions in the past were over.

After making love, Varga leaned against Connor's firm chest and said in a low voice, "Connor, let's run!"

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