Walking to Varga with a smile, Connor hugged Varga in his arms. Without saying a word, he pressed his lips on Varga's cherry lips.
After an indescribable experience, in the bedroom of Ferguson's apartment at No. 16 Rand Street, Connor was lying on the bed. Varga, whose face was flushed red, was leaning on Connor's firm chest happily like an obedient golden cat.
As he stroked Varga's back, Connor narrowed his eyes, deliberated over his words, and gently asked Varga, "Varga, are you very familiar with Martina?"
"Martina? I'm not very familiar with her. I've only met her once. That's right! After I met you last time, she came to the hospital to look for me. I originally thought it was Old Victor who asked her to come, but she said it was her own matter. She said that she had a friend named Raphael James who was injured and wanted me to see if I could concoct some healing potions! "Varga thought for a while and recalled.
Upon hearing the name "Raphael James", Connor's eyes flashed with a glint. It was obvious that Martina knew that Marguerite was looking for the Duke's faction. Then, she found out about his relationship with Martina through some unknown channel and naturally understood that Varga was looking for him. Therefore, she purposely revealed a flaw in front of Varga and told Varga that she had a friend named "Raphael James".
If Connor was right, if he investigated, this Raphael James should be related to the Duke's faction's secret stronghold in Loen, the James Trading Company. Martina's purpose of doing this was to let him discover her relationship with the Duke's faction, so as to lay the foundation for their future cooperation. Martina was really good at this. She didn't seem stiff at all when she did this, and it was more convincing than her telling him about her relationship with the Duke's faction. Most importantly, she was sure that he wouldn't report her to Old Victor!
At the thought of this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Connor's mouth. Martina was really good at scheming. However, she would never have thought that she would suffer a small loss due to the relationship between Connor and Margret.
"Ouch … Varga, what are you doing?" Just as Connor sunk into contemplation and deduced Martina's plan, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the soft flesh of his waist. Connor instantly woke up from his contemplation. When he focused his gaze, it turned out that Valga was gritting her teeth and glaring at him. At the same time, Valga's two long, jade-like fingers were also ruthlessly pinching the soft flesh of Connor's waist.
"You bastard! I'm still in your arms. How dare you think of another woman!" Valga gritted her teeth as she spoke. Her voice was filled with resentment and grievance. Her eyes reddened, and a layer of mist covered her beautiful eyes.
Seeing that the woman in his arms had misunderstood him again, Connor felt a headache coming on. He quickly explained to Varga, "Varga, you misunderstood me. Let me explain!"
"Explain? Explain what? Explain why you and Martina love each other so much? I heard that Martina always came to your apartment. I was wondering why she came to the hospital to see me. Is she here to show off? I'm going to kill her right now! " Hearing this, Varga was obviously very agitated. She stood up from Connor's arms and put on her clothes. She was going to rush out to get revenge on Martina.
Connor hugged Varga and whispered in her ear, "Martina has a relationship with Wang Jue's faction!"
"This bitch is related to Lord Jue's faction. What does it have to do with me?" Martina, who was mad at the beginning, didn't realize what Connor was talking about. However, as soon as the words left her mouth, her IQ took over the high ground again. She was stunned for a second before she turned to look at Connor and said, "Connor, are you saying …?"
"That's right! Martine knows about our relationship. She wants to use you to tell me about the existence of Raphael James, and that he is her friend! 'Connor said to Valga meaningfully, "Don't worry, Valga, don't worry, Valga.
After hearing Connor's explanation, Varga was also lost in thought. After a while, she blinked her beautiful eyes and asked Connor hesitantly, "Is it possible that Martina did it to trick you?"
Varga's words made Connor smile in his heart. Connor had already thought of this possibility when he was in the magic circle of Castilla. That was why Connor and Marguerite used the Eye of Arbitration and the Shadow Blood Oath to seek proof from Martina. In fact, Martina passed the test. Therefore, Martina was indeed a spy that Wang Jue's faction had placed in the professor's office!
However, it was obvious that Connor told this to Varga not because he didn't trust Varga, but because if he told Varga, it would inevitably involve Marguerite. Given Varga's personality, he would definitely ask all kinds of questions. Connor could say that he had a clear conscience about Martina, but he couldn't lie to Marguerite. After going through life and death with Marguerite and going through so many things together, he and Marguerite were no longer purely using each other …
"So, what does she want to do by coming to your apartment?" After carefully recalling Connor's words, Varga's attention returned to the original question. It seemed that compared to Martina and Wang Jue's faction, Varga was more interested in whether there was any unspeakable relationship between Connor and Martina!
"Martina's current identity in Loen is the daughter of a wealthy merchant from the New World. Because she admires the culture of the Kaman Empire, she opened a history salon in Loen. As you know, Varga, I'm a graduate of the History Department of Greene University, so Old Victor used this method to allow Martina to contact me on the surface. That's why she often comes here to look for me. She didn't come here because we have any relationship, but because Old Victor asked her to look for me!" Connor explained to Varga with a wry smile who was sizing him up with a scrutinizing gaze.
It seemed that there was nothing illogical about Connor's words. In addition, Varga himself wasn't a woman who liked to pester endlessly, so Varga's anger gradually subsided. Varga looked up at Connor and leaned into Connor's arms as if he was trying to please him.
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