"Varga, don't be in such a hurry! I'm not done yet! " After taking another sip of red wine, Connor continued calmly, "I told you that Kalarov is very powerful, and he's also a high-level alchemist. It's basically impossible for me to contact you without him noticing. That's why I made this ring look like a space ring. This should lower his vigilance and make him not focus on the ring!"
"This ring looks like a space ring? Why haven't I seen a space ring like this before? "Varga's puzzled voice came from Connor's ring again.
"Come on, baby, just because you haven't seen one doesn't mean it doesn't exist, okay? Kalarov will know when he sees the alchemy ring on your hand that it's a space ring! " Connor said helplessly as he dipped the fries in ketchup and put them in his mouth. After saying that, Connor, who was chewing on the fries, suddenly stopped chewing as if he sensed something. With a serious expression, he whispered to the ring, "They're here!"
"There?" Hearing Connor's voice, Varga, who was in Salah Café, immediately became serious. She was very clear that Connor, who was a Spirit Wizard, could explore further than her.
"Five hundred meters to the left of Salah Café, it's still the image of the bald, fat middle-aged man I described to you before. Remember what I told you!" After whispering to Varga, Connor picked up the latest issue of Loen Evening News on the table and pretended to read it.
Two or three minutes later, a fat middle-aged man in brown overalls who looked similar to a worker at the Loen Docks walked to the front of Salah Café. Standing in front of the café, the fat middle-aged man didn't immediately enter the café. Instead, he stopped in front of the café for about a minute and looked around before pushing the door open and walking in.
As the middle-aged man entered the café, Connor, who was in Madeira Restaurant, put down the newspaper in his hand and squinted his eyes slightly. If he wasn't mistaken, the middle-aged man had a smile on his face before entering the café.
"Sir, how many people do you have?" She looked up and down at the slightly greasy middle-aged man in overalls who had not found a seat to sit down and order a drink ever since he entered the cafe. The young and beautiful waitress had a hint of disdain in her eyes, but due to the rules of the cafe, she still went forward and asked respectfully, "Sir, please excuse me.
"Someone is waiting for me here!" Although the disdainful look in the waitress' eyes was concealed, in the eyes of the Advanced Apprentice Adept, the middle-aged man could still see it clearly. However, the middle-aged man slightly smiled, waved his hand and said indifferently:
"Sir, it's like this. If you haven't found your friend, you can sit down and order a cup of coffee. You can wait for your friend. Our Salah Cafe's Mancini coffee is the most authentic coffee shop in the entire Loen City. You can give it a try. I believe you won't be disappointed!" Speaking of the products of her own café, the waitress restrained the contempt in her eyes and patiently introduced them to the uncle.
The middle-aged man glanced at the side of the cafe, then nodded slightly and said to the waitress, "I've found my friend, but since the Mancini coffee you mentioned is so good, why don't you give me a cup?"
The middle-aged man smiled at the waitress, then walked to a corner of the cafe and sat down. Sitting opposite him was Varga wearing the Eusebio mask, Varga disguised as Antonella.
"Hello, Miss Antonella, I'm Kalarov. I finally have a chance to meet you." Facing Varga, the middle-aged man seemed to be very familiar with him. As soon as he sat down, he introduced himself.
"What's your condition?" In contrast to Kalarov's friendliness, Valga was rather cold. He didn't exchange any pleasantries and went straight to the point.
The middle-aged man didn't seem surprised by Varga's straightforwardness. He raised his eyebrows as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, the waitress from before walked over with a cup of steaming coffee.
"Sir, your coffee is ready!" The waitress placed the coffee on the table and said to the middle-aged man.
"Thank you!" The middle-aged man thanked her politely, then took out a wrinkled one shilling note from his pocket and handed it to the waitress.
Looking at the one shilling note, the waitress hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Sir, the price of the Mancini coffee is two imperial gold pounds!"
Hearing the waitress deliberately emphasizing the two imperial gold pounds, Mr. Kalarov's chubby face suddenly revealed an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He then said helplessly, "Young lady, I know, this is a tip for you!"
"I'm sorry, sir!" Hearing that it was a tip, the waitress' eyes suddenly revealed a hint of embarrassment. She took the note from the middle-aged man and said apologetically,
"It's fine, you can go!" Mr. Kalarov was still very magnanimous. He waved his hand, indicating that the waitress could leave.
After the waitress left, Kalarov took a sip of coffee and nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that the Mancini coffee from Café Salah was to his taste.
After taking another sip of coffee, Kalarov's gaze shifted to Varga. He then smiled and said slowly, "Why? Is Miss Antonella not interested in the origin of the ancient book?"
Hearing the question of the middle-aged man, Varga's expression under the Eusebio mask didn't change at all. However, his eyes betrayed his true thoughts.
Mr. Kalarov smiled and didn't expose Varga's true thoughts. He then said to Varga, "Do you mind if I release a barrier?"
Varga hesitated for a moment and didn't say anything. He only nodded. After getting permission, Mr. Kalarov raised his hand slightly, and an invisible barrier enveloped him and Varga.
After doing all this, Mr. Kalarov didn't waste any more time. He cleared his throat and began to explain, "[Pandev's Potions] is the painstaking work of Potion Master Pandev of the Cardiff School in the Byzantine Empire. I believe that as a pharmacist, Miss Antonella must have heard of the Cardiff School, right?"
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