Varga blinked her big eyes and nodded, "I understand. Connor, you're worried about this spy, so you don't want to have a conflict with Kalarov. But aren't we going to Flosinone where your family is? Why do we have to go to Tunguska? Tunguska is only about a hundred kilometers away from Loen. Where are we going? Is it very likely that the spy will catch us? "
Connor didn't reply immediately after Varga finished speaking. Instead, he thought for a while and felt that it wouldn't be a big deal to tell Varga, so he said, "I'm not worried about that spy. It's because of me!"
Although Connor didn't say it clearly, the smart Varga still understood what Connor wanted to express. Her beautiful eyes shone with surprise, and she lowered her voice and said to Connor, "Connor, are you going to break through?"
Connor didn't hide it and said in a deep voice, "That's right! I can't hold on until I break through in Flosinone. I have a secret base in Tunguska that I used when I broke through last time. This time, I can use it. So this time, I don't want to cause any trouble when I hand over the potion to Kalarov. I'll go alone. Even if they attack, I can escape by myself! "
At this point, Varga understood Connor's meaning completely. There were no more doubts. She looked happy and nodded heavily, "Connor, I know what to do!"
After talking about the business, Connor, who hadn't touched meat for a while, couldn't help but relax. He looked at Varga with eyes full of desire. Feeling the change in Connor's eyes, Varga's beautiful face couldn't help but blush and lower her head shyly.
Seeing this, Connor chuckled. He casually set up a soundproof barrier in the room, then carried Valga in his arms and put him on the bed … (In order to prevent the mythological beast from being disturbed, please fill in the blanks with your own imagination!)
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The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, the refreshed Connor used a disguise spell to disguise himself. Then, he took a bottle of Salerin Potion that Varga gave him and quietly walked out of the villa on Ramsey Street in Loen's West Borough.
After about 40 minutes in the public carriage and about 20 minutes on foot, Connor finally arrived at the place he had agreed with Kalarov and his wife half a year ago to deliver the potion. It was Manor No. 37 on Mackenzie Avenue in the outskirts of Loen.
This manor was a famous place for the middle class in Loen. It was a good place for leisure and vacation. Many executives of Loen trading companies, small shareholders of factories, small nobles, small landowners, and other people who didn't need to worry about their livelihood liked to bring their families here to enjoy the beauty of life in their spare time.
At that time, Connor, Varga, and the Kalarov couple still had a big disagreement when it came to the location of the potion delivery. After ten minutes of debate, both parties reluctantly agreed to complete the delivery of the potion in this manor. Besides the fact that this manor was a public place, this Manor No. 37 was five kilometers away from the Loen Metropolitan Police Department's J-Officer University. If they were to fight here, it would have a bad influence, and both parties would have scruples.
Connor, who was disguised as a skinny middle-aged gentleman, walked in through the manor's main entrance with the help of an expensive cane and arrived at the manor's dining hall. As soon as he sat down in the dining hall, a pretty blonde waitress with blue eyes came up to him.
"Hello, Sir. What would you like to eat?" The blonde waitress handed the menu to Connor as she spoke.
Facing the menu handed over by the blonde waitress, Connor waved his hand slightly. Then, he coughed lightly, leaned on his cane, and said in an old-fashioned manner, "I'll have a medium-rare Passy Merlot steak, Loen flavor beet soup, and two Bernabéu egg tarts for dessert!"
When the blonde waitress heard the middle-aged gentleman order a few famous dishes in the restaurant without looking at the menu, she took back the menu and asked again, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"
"Give me a bottle of Paul Sousa Winery's Blue Moon Gin!" Connor handed over a five-penny bill as a tip to the blonde waitress.
The blonde waitress became dispirited when she saw that the tip was only five pence. However, the manor's excellent training for waitresses allowed her to squeeze out a standard smile on her pretty face. She said to Connor, "Alright, Sir. I've noted down your request. I'll send your food over in about ten minutes. Please wait patiently!" The blonde waitress bowed slightly to Connor and left.
Connor, who was disguised as a middle-aged gentleman, seemed to be looking at the painting of a sunset lake on the wall while he waited for his food. He was admiring the charm of the art. However, in reality, Connor was releasing his mental strength slowly and silently. With the restaurant as the center, his mental strength spread throughout the entire manor.
Under the witness of the Eye of Arbitration, Connor and Kalarov agreed to meet at half past eleven in the afternoon. Based on the time, Kalarov should have already entered the manor.
Connor's food was served two minutes earlier than the blonde waitress' expectation. The blonde waitress placed the steak, beet soup, egg tarts, and gin in front of Connor one by one. Then, she respectfully said, "Please enjoy, Sir!"
Looking at the delicacies in front of him, Connor took out another five pence bill and threw it to the blonde waitress as a tip. Seeing that there was another five pence tip, the blonde waitress's face showed a pleasantly surprised expression. After receiving the bill, she sweetly shouted at Connor, "Thank you, sir!" before leaving with satisfaction.
Connor picked up the gin he ordered on the table and poured half a glass into it. Then, he drank it. Feeling the wonderful taste of the gin in his mouth, Connor casually took out a silver pocket watch from his arms. He glanced at the time on it and a flash of doubt flashed across his eyes. Connor slowly put the pocket watch back into his arms.
It's already a quarter past eleven. Why hasn't Kalarov appeared in this manor yet? Or has Kalarov already appeared and I didn't notice him?
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