Count of Wizards

There was a slight pause in the voice, and Connor continued: "Of course, you have other options, Aveiroa, but I will give you a piece of advice. In the end, you should play according to the rules I set out. Now I hand over the power of choice to you. You, I hope Aveiroa, you don't make a decision that you regret!"

Before Connor finished speaking, Aveiroa's expression suddenly changed, but he made a choice after a few seconds. He stood up from the ground, bowed deeply to Connor and said: "Connor Young master, thank you for giving me a chance, I will hand over those three children to you the day after tomorrow!"

Connor nodded and didn't say anything else. He just waved his hand to signal that he could leave. Aveiroa, who survived the catastrophe, bowed to Connor again before exiting the room.

"Connor, what are you going to do with those three children?" A few seconds after Aveiroa left, Varga walked into the room and asked Connor. Aveiroa just reported to Connor At that time, Varga came outside the house, just in time to hear the speeches of Connor and Aveiroa.

Regarding Varga's inquiry, Connor had nothing to hide, and said directly: "Although Abeloa did not kill the three children and hid them in an orphanage in the suburbs, he also Not too stupid, he gave those three children all the medicine for insanity. This kind of medicine is extremely overbearing. After taking it, even the wizard's mind will be affected to a certain extent. After taking it, the three children, I probably won’t remember the previous memories, so this gave me a bit of a headache..."

"Connor, you want to kill the three of them because you just want to take precautions, but now that they have lost their memory, they have no possibility of revenge against you..." Varga pleaded with Connor :

Hearing Varga's words, Connor was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Varga would have sympathy for the three children of Jack Ferguson and Eugenia. In his impression, Varga's hands were stained with The blood is no less than his!

After pondering for a while, Connor said with some doubts: "Varga, can you tell me why you suddenly have such an idea?"

For Connor's question, Varga did not give a direct answer, but walked up to Connor's side, picked up his right hand, and placed it on her flat belly without any fat.

Varga's actions immediately made Connor realize something, and he was shocked immediately, but he felt carefully with his right hand, but he didn't feel anything from Varga's lower abdomen.

Seeing this, Connor couldn't help but said to Varga with some doubts: "Varga, don't scare me, we both take good safety measures every time..."

"I want one of our children!" Varga said to Connor very seriously:

Hearing these words from Varga, Connor couldn't believe his own ears. You must know that Margaret has never shown her love for children...

Although it was a bit unbelievable, when Connor looked into Margaret's eyes and felt Margaret's very firm attitude, Connor realized that Varga was serious with him.

"Varga, can you tell me why you suddenly made such a decision?" After digesting the fact in front of him for nearly a minute, Connor frowned and asked Margaret in a puzzled manner road:

"Connor, you and I are wizards, and our lives have been extended a lot compared to ordinary people, but this does not mean that our physical condition will always be in the best condition, so in order to prevent our physical condition from declining in the future, children should take care of it as soon as possible. Yes!" Varga said to Connor very seriously:

Seeing Varga's serious look, Connor really couldn't laugh or cry, he shook his head at Varga and said: "Varga, don't forget that my dear mentor is eyeing me, maybe he When will we get rid of his current troubles and deal a fatal blow to us, it is not a good time to have a child now."

Hearing Connor talk about "Reyes" Varga also remembered his threat, and nodded with lingering fear, which was considered convinced by Connor.

Glancing at his watch, he saw that it would be three o'clock in the afternoon in an hour. Connor's pupils shrank slightly, and then he quickly returned to normal. He kissed Varga's smooth forehead, and then softly told her: "Don't be blind!" Think about it, stay at home well, I will go out to do some errands, and I may come back later. As for the three children, if you like Varga, I will hand them over to you after Aveiroa sends them over. Do whatever you like!"

"Hmm!" Varga responded obediently.

After saying goodbye to Varga in the room, Connor went to the Ferguson mansion and headed northeast of the city. Twenty minutes later, Connor came to the door of a restaurant named Durst, although the church came to inform yesterday that it was true. We met here, but when we actually appeared in front of such a tavern whose environment didn't look very good, Connor felt a sense of astonishment when he thought that he was going to meet the representative of the Church of Storms here next... ····

Pushing open the door of the tavern, Connor went straight to an unobtrusive corner of the tavern. In the corner where Connor went, an old man in long robes was struggling to wipe out the steak and grilled chicken wings on the plate If it weren't for Connor, who is a spiritual wizard, who can faintly feel the panic energy of a formal wizard from this person, and has obtained the information about this old man from Margaret in advance, Connor might not think at all. The old guy with an unremarkable appearance was the representative of the Church of Storms sent to meet him—Christant!

Christant didn't seem to realize that with Connor's appearance, he still didn't respond to Connor walking towards him, and he was still concentrating on dealing with the steak and grilled chicken wings on his dinner plate.

Seeing that this person seemed to be trying to show him off, Connor sneered in his heart, ignored Christant, and pulled out a chair directly, facing him across from him.

Regarding Connor's strong start, although the robed Christian still showed no change, and seemed to be concentrating on eating the food on the plate, Connor, who was keenly inspired, still felt it. When he came down, the fleeting coldness in the eyes of Kristante who was chewing his food...