Hearing this old voice, Stroman seemed to have realized who the owner of this voice was. His originally anxious face instantly turned ashen.
"Steward Victor, didn't you find this place no matter how surprised you are?" Martina stood up and sneered as she looked outside the secret chamber in the direction where the voice came from.
As soon as Martina's voice fell, the door of the secret chamber that she and Stroman were in suddenly cracked and turned into flying metal fragments. After a few breaths of time, the metal fragments fell to the ground and a hunchbacked figure slowly walked into the secret chamber.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As soon as Old Victor walked into the secret chamber, three cold arrows flickering with green radiance tore through the air and shot towards Old Victor's throat, heart, and glabella!
However, to Martina's disappointment, her three Green Radiance Cold Arrows that had always been effective against Connor and Margret could not even reach one meter in front of Old Victor before they let out a wail and fell to the ground!
Old Victor, who was leaning on his cane, gazed deeply into Martina's eyes. In his vision, Martina, who was holding a green longbow, was also looking back at him fearlessly.
However, no one would have thought that the first person to break the silence wasn't Martina or Old Victor, but someone who didn't seem to be so insignificant — Stroman.
Plop!
Looking at Old Victor who was confronting Martina, Stroman who was standing in the secret chamber with an ashen face knelt down without any warning. Then, he placed his right hand on his chest and begged Old Victor with eyes full of pleading, "Steward Victor, I surrender! I'm an alchemist and I'm valuable to you. As long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to dedicate the rest of my life to you! "
Martina didn't seem to be surprised at Stroman's betrayal. Her eyes were calm and she didn't reprimand Stroman. Instead, she looked at Stroman with a hint of mockery.
"You're an alchemist?" Old Victor's muddy gaze shifted from Martina to Stroman who was kneeling on the ground and begging for his life. He seemed to be interested as he asked, "What's the matter?"
Stroman who sensed the interest in Old Victor's words felt a glimmer of hope for survival. His eyes lit up and he immediately nodded. He then hurriedly said, "That's right! I'm an alchemist and I have decades of experience in alchemy. I can definitely help you, Steward Victor … "
Before Stroman could finish his words, a small hole suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. The hole was very small, but it penetrated Stroman's head in an instant. Stroman who still had a hint of joy in his eyes fell straight to the ground without any struggle.
"I have alchemists working for me. I don't need you …" Old Victor casually killed Stroman and said calmly.
After getting rid of Stroman, Old Victor turned his attention back to Martina. He stared at the dark green longbow in Martina's hand for a while and said with emotion, "Lord Duke really values you, Martina. He actually handed the Kahn Magic Bow to you!"
Martina was not surprised at all when she saw that Old Victor was able to recognize her injured dark green longbow. A cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth as she said calmly, "Butler Victor, why are you so surprised that Kahn's magical bow is in my hands?"
Upon hearing Margret's question, Old Victor, who was leaning on his cane, revealed a smile on his wrinkled face. He didn't answer Martina's question directly. Instead, he asked, "Martina, since the Kahn magical bow is in your hands, do you know the origin of this treasure?"
Martina knitted her brows slightly. She didn't know what Old Victor meant by this question. However, to her, who needed time to prepare, it was apparent that dragging things out with Old Victor was a good choice. Therefore, she replied in a deep voice while being vigilant against Old Victor's possible ambush, "I'm not sure. Could it be that there is a story behind this Kahn Magical Bow?"
"This Kahn Magic Bow is a tier-2 top offensive magic item. It was personally made by the master when he was still in Turin College. It was given to Lord Duke as a birthday gift!" Old Victor stared at Martina and said slowly.
Martina was on alert when she heard Old Victor's words. At the same time, she secretly tightened her grip on the Kahn Magic Bow in her hands. She really didn't know that the Kahn Magic Bow in her hands had such an origin. This tier-2 top offensive magic item called the Kahn Magic Bow was given to her by Lord Duke's faction when they sent her a batch of training resources half a year ago. It was for her to use when it was inconvenient to use her combination magical item, the emerald bracelet.
Old Victor shook his head slightly when he saw Martina's vigilance against him. Then, he said to Martina again, "Martina, I have a question. I hope you can give me an answer."
Martina's face was solemn and her eyes were cold in the face of Old Victor's question. She didn't seem to be interested in answering so many questions.
Although Martina didn't answer, Old Victor still asked, "Martina, I think you should be clear that my current target is Connor Ferguson. Why did you jump out to take the bullet for him?"
Although Old Victor's voice was calm, Martina's heart was in turmoil. Old Victor's question made Martina realize a problem. She seemed to have misunderstood a very fatal problem!
That was the powerful advanced Sorcerer's Apprentice who wore a strange scarlet mask and used the forbidden Blood Witchcraft to ambush her on the way back from her meeting with Connor Ferguson. It seemed like Old Victor's words meant that he wasn't an assassin sent by Old Victor to kill her! If that was the case, then there was no doubt that Martina had pushed herself into the abyss.
Taking a deep breath, Martina stared at Old Victor and said tentatively, "Hehe, Butler Victor, have you forgotten what you have done so quickly? Why don't you ask your assassin who used the Blood Witchcraft to step forward? "
Although Martina's words had a hint of sarcasm, the cunning Old Victor could still tell that Martina was trying to probe him. His turbid eyes changed. After a long time, he sighed and said, "It seems like a third person has interfered."
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