Although Reyes's move was very clever, Connor didn't intend to let Reyes lead him by the nose. Connor wanted to break out of this situation, and now Connor realized that the key to breaking out of this situation might lie in the possible existence of Reyes' letter in Bisping's hands!
Just as Connor was deep in thought, Varga, who was in his arms, seemed to have thought of something. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to whisper to Connor, "I've found the source of your father's condition!"
"What did you say, Varga?" Connor, who was in deep thought, was startled when he heard Varga suddenly mention Old Ferguson's condition. He immediately asked Varga, "What's the matter?"
Connor knew that Varga had been very attentive to this matter ever since he went to the Ferguson Residence to see the unconscious Old Ferguson. During this period of time, apart from concocting a bottle of potion to help him practice Hades Dark Body, she had been staying in the safe house to study Old Ferguson's condition. Now that Varga had taken the initiative to mention this to him, it seemed that she had some results. Thinking of this, Connor looked at Varga with some hope.
"It's very likely that your father has been poisoned by some kind of magic poison. I've never seen this kind of poison before, but after some experimental analysis, I found that your father's magic poison should be a mixture of slow-acting magic poisons. Currently, I can distinguish the six poisons: Fire Poison Scorpion Venom, Miami Bug Venom, Maryland Hallucinogenic Potion, Pinamonti Toner, Delado Bug Ointment, and Adila Fruit."
"Connor, you know that slow-acting magic poisons have long incubation periods and are difficult to detect. They don't flare up for years or even decades. However, once they flare up, the symptoms of poisoning mean that the poisoned person is beyond cure. It's very difficult to save him, so I'm sorry, Connor. I don't have a way to cure your father's condition!" Varga lowered her head and said apologetically when she met Connor's gaze.
Although Connor had known that the hope of curing Old Ferguson was very slim, he couldn't help but feel disappointed when he heard the confirmation from Varga.
"It's alright, this is his fate. Varga, you did well. There's no need to blame yourself!" Connor squeezed out a smile as he looked at Varga, who was lowering her head and blaming herself. He scratched Varga's nose and comforted her.
Connor's comforting words didn't make Varga feel any better. She still lowered her head and said, "Connor, although your father's illness is beyond cure, I can extend his life for another two months if I use some methods. During this time, if I use a secret technique, I can freeze his entire body. If I do this, the magic poison in his body will enter a frozen state along with his body and soul. It won't continue to develop."
"Connor, if I do this, I might be able to let your father live for five to ten years in an unconscious state. Perhaps after five to ten years, the seal will be lifted and my level of medicine will be able to cure his condition!" Varga raised her head to look at Connor and asked for his opinion.
Although Varga's words were euphemistic, Connor clearly understood that such a state was akin to a living dead.
"What's the success rate of freezing his body? If the magic poison in his body still can't be cured after that, what will happen? " After muttering to himself for a moment, Connor asked Valga. Although Valga's description was beautiful, Connor, who was familiar with Valga's character, knew that if this method was really as beautiful as Valga described, then Valga wouldn't blame himself like before.
Hearing Connor's direct question, Varga lowered her voice and said, "I've learned the success rate of freezing his body, but I haven't tried it yet. The success rate is about 30%. If the seal still can't be cured, his soul will dissipate …"
"I understand, Varga. I'll think about it. Thank you for everything you've done." Hearing Varga's words, Connor already had an answer in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he hugged Varga and whispered in her ear.
Leaning against Connor's strong chest, Varga said shyly, "He's your father. It's my duty."
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While Connor and Varga were having a sweet time in the hotel room, Prince Boateng arrived at Perlin's Cold Storage at No. 19 Kamanjo Street in the city under the cover of the night.
After entering Perlin's Cold Storage, Prince Boateng went straight to the seventh branch. He looked around vigilantly at the ice blocks and the frozen goods. Seeing that there were no problems, he went to a hidden corner of the Cold Storage, opened an underground tunnel, and went down.
After walking for about 300 meters, Prince Boateng reached the end of the tunnel. There was a nameless tombstone there. Other than this tombstone, there was nothing else.
"Da da da da!"
There were no words, runes, or pictures on the nameless tombstone, but Prince Boateng still carefully observed it for a while. Then, he rhythmically knocked on the tombstone a few times. Suddenly, a hole big enough for a person to pass through appeared on the top of the tombstone. Without hesitation, Prince Boateng jumped and flew into the hole.
After flying into the hole, Prince Boateng found himself in a spacious, bright, and tightly sealed warehouse. The warehouse was filled with all kinds of goods. This was a very important secret warehouse of the Boateng Family in Flosinone, and even the entire Kaman Empire. It stored all kinds of illegal goods collected by the Boateng Family from various black markets in the Kaman Empire.
On the surface, the secret warehouse was the eighth branch of Perlin's Cold Storage. However, in order to ensure the safety of the warehouse, the Boateng Family had built this eighth branch into an almost completely sealed environment. There was not a single door in the entire warehouse. If one wanted to leave or enter, they had to go through an underground tunnel.
At this moment, a skinny little old man smoking a pipe appeared in front of Prince Boateng with all the goods. Beside him was a handsome young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
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