Count of Wizards

"Varga, don't worry! I haven't finished yet!" After taking another sip of red wine, Connor continued calmly, "I told you that Kararov is very strong, and he is also an alchemist. A very high alchemist, I want to contact you without him noticing. I basically can't do it at my current level, so I made this ring into a space ring, which should reduce his His vigilance keeps him from concentrating on the ring!"

"This ring is in the style of a space ring? Why haven't I seen a space ring like this before?" Varga's doubtful voice came from Connor's ring again.

"Come on baby, since you haven't seen it, doesn't mean you don't have it, right? That Kararov will know it's a space ring when he sees the alchemy ring on your hand!" Dip the French fries with ketchup and put it in his mouth , Connor said helplessly, after finishing speaking, Connor, who was chewing French fries, suddenly stopped chewing, as if sensing something, he looked at the ring and whispered: "They are coming!"

"Where?" Hearing Connor's voice, Varga in the Salah Cafe immediately became serious. She knew that as a spiritual wizard, Connor's spiritual power could explore farther than her. .

"Five hundred meters from the left corner of Salah Cafe, there is still the image of a bald middle-aged fat man I described to you before, remember what I told you!" whispered to Varga Connor picked up the latest issue of "Luen Evening News" on the dining table and pretended to watch it.

Two or three minutes later, a middle-aged fat man wearing brown overalls who looked similar to the workers on the Luen Wharf walked to the door of Salah Cafe, and stood in front of the coffee shop. Instead, he stopped in front of the cafe for about a minute, looked around, and then pushed open the door of the cafe and walked in.

As the uncle entered the cafe, Connor in the Madeira restaurant put down the newspaper in his hand, but his eyes narrowed slightly. If he read correctly, before the uncle entered the cafe, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. A smile...

"Sir, how many are you?" He glanced up and down the middle-aged man in greasy overalls and the young and beautiful waitress, who had never found a place to sit down and order a drink since entering the cafe. , although there was a look of contempt in his eyes, but due to the rules of the cafe, he respectfully stepped forward and asked:

"Someone is waiting for me here!" Although the contemptuous gaze of the waitress was very hidden, it was clearly seen in the eyes of the senior wizard apprentice uncle, but the fat uncle smiled slightly, waved his hands and said indifferently:

"Sir, it's like this. If you haven't found a friend yet, then you can sit down and order a cup of coffee and wait for your friend slowly. The Mancini coffee in our Salah Cafe is the best among the cafes in Ruen City." It is the most authentic, you can try it, I believe you will not be disappointed!" Speaking of the products of her own cafe, the waitress suppressed the contempt in her eyes, and patiently introduced to the uncle

The fat uncle glanced at the side of the cafe, then nodded slightly, and said to the waitress: "I have found my friend, but since the mancini coffee you said is so good, girl, why don't you give it to me?" Come have a drink!"

After the words fell, the fat man smiled at the waitress, then walked to a corner of the cafe and sat down, and the person sitting opposite him was Varga wearing the Eusebio mask, disguised as Antonella Varga.

"Hi, Miss Antonella, I'm Kararov, and I finally have the opportunity to meet you." Facing Varga, the middle-aged chubby man seemed familiar, and just sat down and announced his family.

"What are the conditions?" Compared to the familiarity of the middle-aged fat uncle Kararov, Varga seemed a little indifferent, without any politeness, and said straight to the point:

The fat man didn't seem surprised by Varga's straightforwardness. He raised his eyebrows as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, the waitress came over with a cup of steaming coffee .

"Sir, your coffee is ready!" The waitress put the coffee on the table and said to the fat man:

"Thank you!" The fat uncle thanked politely, then took out a crumpled one shilling bill from his pocket and handed it to the waitress.

Looking at the one shilling bill that the uncle handed over, the waitress hesitated for a while and continued: "Sir, the price of Mancini coffee is two imperial pounds!"

Hearing the voice of the waitress who deliberately emphasized on the two gold pounds, Mr. Kararov's fat face suddenly showed a look of dumbfounding, and then said helplessly: "Little girl, I know, this is a tip for you." ! "

"Sorry, sir!" Hearing that it was a tip, the waitress suddenly showed embarrassment in her eyes, took the money from the uncle, and said apologetically:

"It's okay, let's go!" Mr. Kararov, still very generous, waved his hand to signal the waitress to leave.

When the waitress walked away, Kararov took a sip of coffee, then nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this cup of Mancini coffee from Salah Cafe was very suitable for his taste.

After taking another sip of coffee, Kararov turned his gaze to Varga, and then said slowly with a smile, "Why, Miss Antonella, isn't she interested in knowing the origin of the classics?"

Hearing the fat middle-aged uncle's question, Varga Eusebio's masked face did not change, but her eyes betrayed his true thoughts.

Seeing this, Mr. Kararov smiled slightly, without revealing Varga's true thoughts, and then said to Varga: "Do you mind if I release an enchantment?"

Varga hesitated for a moment, didn't speak, just nodded, and Mr. Kararov raised his hand slightly after getting permission, and a transparent and invisible barrier covered him and Varga.

After finishing all this, Mr. Kararov didn't talk nonsense anymore, cleared his throat and started to talk: ""Pandev's Pharmacy Collection" is the hard work of Pandev, the master of pharmacy of the Cardiff school in the middle of the Byzantine Empire. I believe Anton Miss La, as a pharmacist, you must have heard of the Cardiff school, right?"