"What? Marguerite, you're leaving the Church? " Connor was a little surprised to hear Marguerite's words. Although Marguerite practiced the forbidden blood witchcraft that was absolutely forbidden by the Church of the Storm, judging from her behavior in the past, Marguerite still had a lot of feelings for the Church of the Storm. Now that she suddenly said that she was leaving the Church, it really surprised Connor.
"Yeah! I'm leaving the Church. If I continue to stay in the Church, I'm afraid it won't be long before I die a violent death on the streets! "A bitter smile surfaced on Margaret's face as she spoke with some self-mockery.
Marguerite's words immediately made Connor's eyes light up. In addition, Connor seemed to have understood something when he saw the damage that seemed to be caused by Old Victor's mental attack in Marguerite's mind.
Marguerite seemed to have seen through Connor's thoughts, so she rolled her eyes at Connor. Then she said to Connor, "Connor, do you know what's the most annoying thing about you?"
Marguerite didn't wait for Connor's reply after she asked the question. Instead, she continued, "Connor, you're too thoughtful. You could've asked me directly, but you just had to think about it. You're right. Three days ago, I went to Oya Noodle Factory. I was beaten up by Old Victor, and he died in my hands. The reason why I'm leaving the Church of the Storm is that I'm afraid of your secret society and your master's revenge!"
After Marguerite's words were full of information, Connor stood there in a daze. A few seconds later, he said to Marguerite with a wry smile, "You know everything?"
"How is it? Are you scared? That's right! You're just a friend who got together because of benefits. You shouldn't know about this! " Marguerite said calmly while looking at Connor. Although her voice was calm, her tone was full of self-mockery. As she spoke, Marguerite's eyes gradually turned red.
Connor knew that Marguerite had heard his explanation to Varga. He immediately explained to Marguerite, "Marguerite, listen to me. It's not what you think! I was just telling it to her. "
Seeing Connor's anxious face, Marguerite turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Then why didn't you tell her what happened between us?"
Hearing Marguerite's question, Connor clenched his teeth and forced a smile. "Varga is a kind girl, and she treats me very well too, but she sometimes throws a tantrum and gets jealous easily. Marguerite, you were seriously injured just now. If I told Varga what happened between us, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to accept it, so …"
Even though Connor didn't finish his sentence, Margaret, who was lying on the bed, wasn't a fool. She naturally understood what Connor was trying to say. After thinking for a while, she seemed to understand Connor's difficulties. She retracted the sadness on her face and said, "She was the one who saved me!"
Without hesitation, Connor nodded and explained, "I had a fight with Old Victor, and I was injured, so I hid here to recuperate. A few hours ago, I went to Ferguson's apartment and received your letter. After I received the letter, I went to the villa to find you and brought you back here!"
"Marguerite, you know that I'm an alchemist, not a doctor. I can treat some minor injuries, but Marguerite, your injuries are too serious. I don't know what to do, so I can only ask Varga to save you!"
"By the way, Varga asked you to drink this potion when you wake up!" Recalling the potion that Varga gave him before he left the room, Connor quickly took out the potion from his interspatial ring and passed it to Marguerite.
Marguerite looked at the potion that Connor passed to her with a complicated expression. She didn't reach out to take it. Sensing Marguerite's thoughts, Connor directly placed the potion in Marguerite's hand and said, "This potion belongs to me! Marguerite, don't think too much about it! "
Marguerite fell into silence and didn't reject Connor's good intentions. Connor comforted her and said, "Marguerite, you have just recovered from a serious illness. Rest well and don't think too much about it. I won't disturb you anymore, I will come over to accompany you in a while!"
Marguerite nodded and said softly to Connor, "Thank you."
"Silly girl! Why are you thanking me! "Connor rubbed Marguerite's soft hair and pretended to be angry.
After comforting Marguerite, Connor left the room. Sandwiched between Marguerite and Varga, he hesitated for a moment before walking towards Varga's room. Connor was surprised that Varga didn't pursue the matter. Connor was worried that Varga would have negative thoughts, so he wanted to comfort her.
A few seconds later, before Connor arrived at Valga's door, he sensed an energy fluctuation from Valga's room that came from refining potions. Seeing that Varga was in the middle of making potions, Connor stood there and thought for a while. He didn't want to disturb Varga, so he shook his head and turned to leave.
What Connor didn't expect was that the moment he turned to leave, Varga, who was in the middle of making potions in the room, also seemed to have sensed it. She pouted her red lips slightly in dissatisfaction.
After returning to his room in the safe house, Connor hurriedly circulated his power and adjusted his breath. Although he was a spiritual-type wizard and had a strong spiritual power, he still needed to clear Old Victor's spiritual power in Marguerite's Spiritual Ocean. Although he successfully accomplished his goal, Connor was highly concentrated during the process, which consumed a lot of his spiritual power. Before Marguerite woke up, Connor could still hold on. However, now that Marguerite woke up, Connor naturally couldn't hold on any longer. Therefore, he needed to meditate to recover his spiritual power.
After meditating for about two hours, Connor opened his eyes again. This time, his eyes were filled with excitement. Perhaps it was because of the great news that Old Victor had died in the hands of Marguerite, the knot in Connor's heart had disappeared. Therefore, Connor was pleasantly surprised to find that the bottleneck that had been troubling him for a long time had begun to loosen. If this continued, perhaps in another twenty days, Connor Ferguson could attempt to break through and become an official wizard.
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