With a puzzled mind, Connor began his lunch. This was Manor No. 37, a leisure and entertainment venue in the suburbs of Loen's middle-class. Connor liked to come here to have some fun and change his mood when he encountered problems in cultivation and alchemy. Therefore, he could order the dishes he wanted without needing a menu.
Cutting the steak with his knife and fork, Connor would occasionally send the cut steak into his mouth. He looked very satisfied with a mouthful of steak and a mouthful of gin. However, as time went by, Connor's chewing of the steak became somewhat mechanical. From time to time, he would glance at the various glamorous men and women walking into the restaurant through the corner of his eyes.
After a few more minutes, Connor still didn't find any trace of Kalarov. He frowned slightly and took out his silver pocket watch again. Looking at the minute hand that pointed to "6", Connor's eyes became more and more puzzled.
What the hell is this Kalarov thinking? I've already agreed on a time and place. I'm waiting for him, but he's not here? Does he not want the Salerin's potion that I've been chasing after?
With his eyes twinkling, Connor picked up the egg tart on the table and ate it. Although he and Makalarov had agreed on the time of delivery of the potion at 11: 30 am, that was the exact time. He and Makalarov had sworn an oath under the witness of the Eye of Arbitration. The appointed time was "before the night rose". Therefore, because of the restriction of the Eye of Arbitration, even if Kalarov didn't come now, Connor couldn't leave the manor. He had to wait until the night rose, when the oath between him and Makalarov would expire.
After eating for another ten minutes, Connor still didn't see Kalarov. He took a deep breath and put the last piece of steak into his mouth. Then, Connor drank another mouthful of gin and wiped his mouth with a snow-white tablecloth. He put two one-gold pound notes on the table and beckoned the waiter to pay the bill.
After eating his fill in the restaurant, Connor went to the manor's golf course. Although he didn't know what Kalarov was up to, the best thing he could do now was to stay in the manor and continue to wait for Kalarov's arrival. As long as the night rose in a few hours, even if Kalarov still didn't show up, Connor didn't care.
Because by then, the agreement between him and Kalarov would have expired, and the oath of the Eye of Arbitration wouldn't be able to restrict Connor. After the deadline, even if Kalarov found Connor, Connor wouldn't be obligated to give him the Salerin's potion!
After playing golf for an entire afternoon, Connor watched as the sky gradually darkened. His mental strength still could not find any trace of Kalarov, and the doubt in his eyes grew thicker. Kalarov had not come yet, so it seemed that he had encountered some trouble. Otherwise, he would not have not come to take the Salerin potion that he had racked his brains to get from Connor.
Another half an hour later, the sky had turned dark, but Kalarov still hadn't shown up. Connor only felt that something in his body had disappeared, and his body was much more relaxed. Sensing this situation, a faint smile appeared on Connor's face. He knew very well that this was the effect of the oath between him and Kalarov's Eye of Arbitration. Connor shook his head slightly and walked out of the manor. Although he had stayed in Manor No. 37 for a few more hours, the oath had been lifted, and the ending was still good.
Dozens of minutes later, Connor returned to his safe house on Ramsey Street in the northern district of Loen. As soon as he entered the door, he raised his head and saw the anxious look on Connor's face. At the same time, Varga was pleasantly surprised when he saw that Connor had come back. Varga, who had relaxed, complained to Connor, "Why are you only back now? Didn't you agree to come back at noon? I thought you were … "
Hearing Varga's complaint, Connor shrugged helplessly and said, "I don't know what happened to Kalarov, but he didn't come to Manor No. 37 as promised. You know, I agreed to meet him before the night rose, so I waited there for him until now. Although he didn't come, the oath between him and us has been automatically nullified because the time has expired."
After saying that, Connor took out the bottle of Salerin's Potion that Varga gave him in the morning from his space ring and handed it back to Varga. After receiving the bottle of Salerin's Potion from Connor, Varga was still a little surprised. Although Kalarov didn't tell them what the Salerin's Potion was, as a pharmacist, Varga was very clear about the effects of his own potion. Just as Connor had imagined, the Salerin's Potion was indeed a potion that could help advanced wizard apprentices break through to become official wizards.
Unfortunately, Varga found that the Salerin's Potion was very effective for wizards who practiced certain meditation techniques, but for advanced wizard apprentices who hadn't yet broken through, the effect was negligible. Since Kalarov put in so much effort to obtain the Salerin's Potion, there was no doubt that he practiced the meditation technique that was compatible with the Salerin's Potion. However, Kalarov didn't come to take the Salerin's Potion that could greatly increase his chances of breaking through to become an official wizard. This was simply unimaginable. There was only one possibility, and that was that Kalarov was dead.
As if he could read Varga's mind, Connor waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Whatever happens to Kalarov has nothing to do with us."
After that, Connor didn't find Marguerite in the villa with his power of the Will. He hesitated for a while and asked Varga, "Marguerite … Did she leave?"
Hearing Connor ask about Marguerite, Varga couldn't help but glare at Connor again. He then said in a bad mood, "She left! She left half an hour after you left this morning! "
Varga's answer made Connor nod thoughtfully. Marguerite's injuries should be about half healed now. It seemed that Marguerite didn't lie to him. She really had things to do in Loen!
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