Chapter 47

Listening to the cool female voice in his mind, Connor's look became more complicated. The analysis report confirmed that blue potion was a magic potion, but the probability was close to 80%, which made Connor willing to believe that blue potion was a magic potion.

And since Varga was able to give the blue potion to herself, it shows that it's very likely that she made the blue potion or that she has something to do with the people who made it. What this means is self-evident!

"Who?"

Lying on the wooden bed, Connor suddenly flashed a cold light in his eyes and yelled:

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly found that it seemed that someone was peeping at him in the room

"Cough, master Connor, are you awake?" Just as Connor was looking for the owner in the room to peep at his eyes, a kind old woman with crutches came to the dining room of the house.

"Your Excellency?" Connor asked with some vigilance, but his hand under the quilt was secretly touching his back, where his revolver was hidden. He has just recovered from a serious illness, and his mana is not enough to support him to perform his magic. The only thing that can be used for self-defense is the revolver.

"I'm walga's grandmother Mary, Mr. Connor. You scared me like that yesterday. Fortunately, the bullet didn't hit your heart, otherwise... Grandmother Mary with crutches had a look of lingering fear on her old face.

"By the way, master Connor, this is the bullet from your body!" Granny Mary trembled from the pocket of her clothes, took out a small cloth bag, opened it layer by layer, and saw a silver bullet shining with cold light inside.

Seeing the silver bullet, Connor's eyes narrowed subconsciously. However, the next second, he turned his eyes from the broken bullet to grandma Mary's kind face.

Intuition tells Connor that this kind old woman is not as simple and ordinary as she appears.

"It's yours, Mr. Connor. Put it away!" As if not aware of Connor's strange, Mary grandmother will be small cloth bag on the bedside.

Holding the bag in his hand, Connor showed a bright smile on his face. He bowed his head and said, "grandma Mary, I heard Varga say that you saved me. Thank you so much!"

"Master Connor, you're very kind. I haven't done anything. Thanks to the storm goddess, you can survive!" With that, grandma Mali, who was on crutches, closed her hands, closed her eyes and prayed in a low voice.

Hearing the word "storm", the smile on Connor's face was suddenly stunned. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and the smile on his face barely maintained“ Yes, thanks to the storm goddess, I can survive! Thank you so much, storm

"Master Connor, do you have any relatives or friends? I'm the only one who lives alone with valga. I'm nothing, but valga is only a few months old." grandma Mary said with some embarrassment

There was a touch of bitterness in his mind, but Connor could understand grandma Mary, She nodded with a smile and said, "grandma Mary, I know what you mean. If you can save my life, I will thank you very much. I can leave myself without so much trouble."

With that, Connor took a deep breath, slowly moved his body and walked out of the bed. With a smile on his pale face, he straightened his waist and bowed to grandma Mary again to thank her.

"Another apprentice with spiritual talent. I don't know if he is lucky or unfortunate." When Connor came out of the room, grandma Mary was alone in her room and whispered to herself:

"Click!"

However, just at this time, the door was opened again, and the petite valga came back with a basket. In the strong basket, besides a few seasonal vegetables, there was a small piece of beef.

Glancing at the empty bed, Varga's eyes were filled with surprise. She turned to her grandmother and asked, "where's grandma Mary, Connor? He just woke up. He can't move freely. "

"He's gone!" Grandma Mary turned her head to look at Varga and said in a calm tone. Although the tone was calm, the old woman's eyes on her granddaughter were full of love and heartache.

"Gone?" Varga cried, and her face turned white, and her basket fell to the ground.

"Grandma, you turned him out?" Valdah's eyes were covered with mist, and he said in a trembling voice:

This time the old woman didn't speak, just nodded.

"Grandma, Connor has just woken up. You just leave him. If the wound tears again, he will die!" After receiving a positive reply, Varga passed two lines of crystal tears on her pretty face and cried out:Leaning on crutches, Granny Mary walked slowly to Varga, raised her hand, gently stroked the tears on Varga's face, and said gently: "my little Varga, you underestimate this young man named Connor Ferguson. His physical quality has reached the official Knight level, and I've dealt with his wound, although it will hurt a little, But it will never tear again

"Grandma, are you telling the truth?" Varga's pretty face was once again full of surprise.

"My dear child, when did your grandmother Mary cheat you?" The old woman said with a kind smile:

"Sorry, grandma, my attitude just now... Got a positive reply from Grandma. Warga realized his rudeness just now, rubbed the corner of his clothes and whispered:

"It's OK, my good boy, but you have to remember to stay away from Connor Ferguson, He is a dangerous man Gently stroking her granddaughter's delicate cheek, grandma Mary solemnly said:

"Ah? Why? Grandma, you know, if there was no Connor, I would have been... Heard in that pub that my grandmother told me to stay away from Connor Ferguson. Varga said anxiously:

"Son, what happened in that tavern, you told me, if it wasn't for Connor's sake, how could I save a man like him?" Grandma Mary whispered,

"A man like him? What happened to Connor? " Varga asked suspiciously. She didn't understand why her grandmother would use such a person as him to describe Conno