Dezerby's face darkened as he watched Connor walk into the Ferguson Mansion. The arbitrator's subordinate beside him also said with righteous indignation, "Sir, this man is too arrogant. Let's rush in and …"
"Slap!"
Before the arbitrator could finish his sentence, Dezerby slapped him hard on the face and scolded, "Get out!"
Even though he felt wronged and didn't know why he was slapped for no reason, the arbitrator trembled in fear when he saw Dezerby, who was known for his calmness, become so furious. He didn't dare to say anything else and immediately scrambled out of the room.
After his subordinate walked out of the room, Dezerby glared at the Ferguson Mansion, which was right in front of him. He sat back on the chair weakly and gave up on observing the Ferguson Mansion.
Before the operation, Blake had already informed them that the new Earl Ferguson was likely to appear. Connor Ferguson was an official wizard and a very rare wizard with powerful mental strength. Dezerby and Milik, who were in charge of monitoring the Ferguson Mansion and the Ferguson Mansion, had to be on high alert.
At that time, Dezerby was being cautious. He also carefully checked the information about Connor Ferguson provided by Blake. He also thought that he had a certain understanding of Connor's strength.
However, to Dezerby's surprise, Connor actually gave him a big 'surprise'. Not only did Connor use his mental strength to detect him in the hotel from such a distance, but he also used his mental strength to give him a warning when he was unprepared.
Thinking of this, Dezerby's eyes showed a touch of fear. Luckily, Connor Ferguson just wanted to give him a warning instead of killing him. If it was the latter, he might have been dead by now.
Since he knew that Connor's mental strength was far stronger than his, Dezerby didn't want to do any pointless observation to annoy him. He wasn't like Milik, who was a hot-blooded young man in the church. For a veteran like him who had been immersed in the church for decades, nothing in this world was more important than his life.
After returning to the mansion, Connor quietly went to the center of the mansion, where the mansion belonged to him and Varga now. Sensing Varga's scent in the mansion, Connor had a complicated expression. He didn't know what he was going to face in the future. Although he was very confident in Varga, it was better to be safe than sorry.
Taking a deep breath, Connor walked into the mansion with his head held high. As Connor walked back to the mansion, Varga finally realized that Connor was back. Without hesitation, she appeared in front of Connor at once.
Looking at Varga who obviously looked haggard, Connor felt a little guilty. He adjusted his emotions and squeezed out a smile on his face. He said to Varga, "I'm back!"
Hearing Connor's words, Varga immediately threw herself into his arms and tightly leaned against his chest. Holding Varga who was trembling slightly, Connor could clearly feel Varga's attachment and love to him.
Connor sighed in his heart and apologized to Marguerite in a low voice, "Varga, I'm sorry. I was a little emotional last time …"
"Connor, no matter what happens, I'll always be with you. Even if I die, I'll die with you!" Varga held Connor's head with both hands and looked at Connor with determination.
Connor originally wanted to say something, but when he saw how determined Varga was, he naturally couldn't say anything. After a few seconds of silence, Connor nodded heavily and said seriously, "I understand. I won't think about it anymore."
After receiving Connor's affirmation, Varga's haggard face finally bloomed with a beautiful smile again. After clearing up the misunderstanding, the two looked into each other's eyes. After a short while, Varga's face gradually turned red. Seeing this, Connor also let go of the worries in his heart. He chuckled and carried the obedient Varga in his arms, walking towards the bedroom.
Just as Connor and Varga were getting married in the Ferguson Mansion, in the downtown of Flosinone, a group of female students walked out of the building together after the bell rang. Only a blonde girl with a cold aura stayed in the classroom and carefully copied the teacher's words on the blackboard.
After finishing her work, the female teacher who was packing up and preparing to leave looked at the blonde girl who was carefully taking notes and said with emotion, "Caroline, you'll become a qualified doctor!"
"I hope so!" In the face of her teacher's praise, the blonde girl didn't seem very happy. She continued to copy the words on the blackboard and calmly said,
"If you have any questions, you can look for me. I'll answer them for you." This female teacher, who appeared to be around 60 years old, seemed to admire the blonde young girl called Carolyn, as she took the initiative to speak in an extremely cordial manner.
"Thank you!" Carolyn nodded towards her teacher as she spoke in a soft voice. Although she was thanking him, there wasn't much gratitude on her face.
Seeing Carolyn's indifferent expression, the enthusiastic female teacher naturally didn't continue asking for a snub. After nodding her head, she picked up her bag and left the classroom. At this moment, the only person left in the classroom was the blonde girl, Carolyn, who was copying her notes.
A few minutes later, Carolyn finally finished copying everything on the blackboard. She began to organize her things and prepared to leave. However, at this moment, she seemed to have sensed something. Her delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and she turned to look at the classroom door. An old priest wearing the robes of the Church of the Lord of Storms had appeared there at some point in time.
Caroline and the old priest looked at each other for a few seconds. Caroline stopped packing her things and returned to her seat. The old priest who was standing at the door walked to the seat next to Caroline and sat down. He said faintly, "Marguerite, if this old man remembers correctly, this should be the second time we've met …"
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
