However, the appearance of this long-awaited public carriage did not seem to make Varga happy at all. She even frowned slightly as if she had sensed something. Then, without hesitation, Varga turned into a nearby path.
"Boss! That woman seems to have discovered us. What should we do? " Looking at Varga who had disappeared into the alley, the coachman in a blue raincoat who was driving the public carriage whispered.
Hearing his subordinate's reminder, the only passenger in the public carriage, Tussam, slowly opened his eyes. His black pupils flashed with a sharp light. In order to prevent the genius pharmacist from discovering his existence, Tussam had completely held his breath and concealed his breath. However, it seemed that all his efforts were in vain. Although he encountered a setback at the beginning, Tussam was not upset at all. He said in a low voice to his subordinate who was disguised as the coachman outside the carriage, "I know! Charles, you can follow the plan and meet up with Insigne! "
After saying that, Tussam's figure flashed and strangely disappeared from the public carriage without any hesitation.
A few minutes later, Tussam in a black raincoat appeared at the intersection of a certain alley. At this time, Tussam's face was wearing a mask engraved with mysterious black and red patterns. He looked as terrifying as a ghost that had crawled out of the abyss. After looking around and pondering for a while, Tussam waved his hand under the raincoat. A small stone that was lying quietly at the corner of the intersection was sucked into his hand.
Holding the small stone in his hand for a while, a faint smile appeared on Tussam's pale face under the mask. He then turned around and rushed to the intersection on the left without any hesitation.
Ever since he learned from Martina that Varga, who could concoct the Energy Cleansing Potion for him, was in Dr. Ivanka's Private Hospital, Tussam did not act immediately. Instead, he fell into deep thought. He did not know whether Martina was telling the truth or not, nor did he know why Martina would tell him this news. However, after weighing the pros and cons for a day, Tussam still decided to act.
Old Victor had only given him a week's time. Now, there were only three days left before the deadline. Ever since he witnessed Conor's powerful strength in the battle in the swamp, as well as his conversation with Old Victor in the Oyarr Flour Factory, he realized that Old Victor would not let him go. Therefore, Tusam had completely given up the idea of being Old Victor's knife and fighting a tough opponent like Conor Ferguson to the death.
Tussam felt that it was time for him to awaken. He no longer wanted to fight for anyone. He only wanted to fight for himself! Fight for freedom! However, the most urgent shackle that hindered all of this was the demonization of his body!
In order to completely break this shackle, he needed the Energy Cleansing Potion. Martina's words became his only rope in the whirlpool. Tussam knew that if he did not listen to Old Victor and kill Connor, he could only look for Varga immediately. After all, Old Victor would not give him any more time in a few days.
If he wanted to live, he had to get the Energy Cleansing Potion from this genius Sorcerer from the Secret Society named Varga. Then, he had to quickly leave Loen and hide from the Secret Society's pursuit. Otherwise, even if he left Loen now, without the anti-magic potion provided by the Secret Society, he would be demonized within a year or half a year. He would lose his mind and become a beast that only knew how to kill.
Who is this person? Why is he following me …! Varga, who was moving rapidly in the alley, used his mental strength to sense the mysterious person wearing a black raincoat and a strange mask who was relentlessly pursuing him. He furrowed his brows and a solemn expression appeared in his eyes.
Varga had no premonition about the situation he was facing now. He had no idea why such a mysterious person would be chasing after him.
Although it was the first time he encountered such a situation, Varga did not panic at all. He maintained a calm state of mind and began to think quickly. When he was at the station just now, the public carriage was hidden very well. Varga did not sense any energy waves from it, nor did he sense anything related to a Sorcerer.
However, what really made Varga feel that the public carriage was abnormal was the speed of the public carriage. It was not the first time Varga had taken a public carriage on this line. Previously, when he went to the safe house to have a tryst with Connor, Varga would take this public carriage. Varga knew very well how many people usually took this carriage. In addition, it was now raining heavily, so there should be more people taking the public carriage than usual. The speed of the public carriage just now was definitely not what a carriage full of passengers should have. This made Varga feel a hint of danger …
Varga frowned and observed the nearby streets, then quickly entered a park in front of him. In Varga's mental strength, the mysterious person wearing a black raincoat and a mask behind him was much faster than him. The distance between them was getting smaller and smaller. According to this situation, the mysterious person would catch up with him in at most one minute.
At the crossroad just now, Varga had already tried to get rid of the mysterious person. She used some powder to cover her real breath, trying to lead the mysterious person in the wrong direction. Unfortunately, Varga's usually successful trick had no effect on the mysterious person at all. Since he could not outrun or get rid of the mysterious person, Varga had no choice but to fight. In this way, at least he could choose the battlefield by himself!
A minute after entering Varga Park, Tussam also came to the gate of the park. Looking at the lush forest in the park in front of him, a playful expression appeared under his mask. He then raised his head to look at the sky. The rain had already weakened, and then he rushed into the park without hesitation.
"Ka ka ka …"
Following Varga's breath, Tussam's leather boots stepped on the muddy ground of the park and walked step by step into the depths of the park. At this moment, Tussam's every step was very slow. His exposed eyes under the mask were constantly scanning the surrounding trees.
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