MTL - You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes?-Chapter 43 i **** myself

Compared with the surging Ernest family, Chelsea Manor is quiet and peaceful, with a pleasant atmosphere.

At this time, the sky was very dark, and the white moon hung high among the stars, and the large swathes of moonlight shrouded the lawn of the manor.

"Guess who's going to be the unlucky one tonight?"

A voice sounded from the glass window at the end of the lawn. It was slightly sharp, and it sounded mean.

However, what she said at the moment was not harsh at all, but full of schadenfreude.

"Last time that poor guy was shocked when he found out that he was a man."

The owner of the voice was a middle-aged woman who looked very sharp, sitting in the parlor near the lawn.

Dressed in a gray lady's formal dress, her short hair is not in line with the "fashion trend" of this era at all, but inexplicably gives a sturdy temperament.

She was Jim's mother, Susan Corion Ernest.

Mrs. Chelsea was sitting opposite Susan at this time, her expression was calm, but the response in her mouth was so gossip:

"Don't you really care about this kind of thing?"

"I've already divorced him, what do you care about?"

"I don't believe that the little girl who was full of him back then has lost her way."

"You don't understand this. This man, after a long time, he will get tired of it no matter how much he likes, not to mention that he still has that kind of disgusting habit—that's right."

The sturdy woman suddenly changed the conversation and asked, "What's going on with those lunatics from the Truth Cult?"

"I used the deductive psychic method to inquire in the morning. The purpose of their gathering this time seems to be to arrange a ceremony that allows them to have a dialogue with the so-called Child of Destiny."

Mrs. Chelsea pondered: "The more people they call, the more likely they are to succeed."

"Deductive psychic?"

Susan was stunned when she heard the words, "For such a complicated psychic technique, you have gathered all the materials in a short period of time?"

She didn't ask about Destiny's Child, because apart from the lunatics of the truth religion, basically no one in the entire wizarding world believed in that stuff, so they didn't bother to ask.

"It's nothing, as long as you can afford it, you can find anything quickly."

"How much will that cost?"

"No matter how much money you have, you must use it, and you can't always ram around like a headless fly."

Saying so, a look of confusion flashed across Mrs. Chelsea's brows, "But it turned out that they didn't mean to trouble me..."

"What did you think of?"

"It's nothing, maybe I'm thinking too much."

The lady shook her head.

She had previously judged that her assassination was related to the gathering of the group of truth believers, and there must be some kind of deeper secret behind it.

Although the clues on the bright side point to the mixed-race association in Graham City, she believes that what happened in that organization should not be the focus of the whole thing.

Therefore, although she installed a primary apprentice in the association, most of her energy was still on guarding against those lunatics.

Or be prepared for something the lunatics are about to do.

However, if the group of lunatics didn't want to cause trouble for her, what they did would have nothing to do with her assassination.

Then her previous judgment may have completely missed the point...

"Perhaps the person behind the scenes chose this time to start, and the purpose is actually to make me focus on the group of truth believers, so that I have no time to focus on some more important things?"

The thought flashed by, and Mrs. Chelsea was silent.

If that's the case, she's clearly getting the hang of it now.

But what is more important?

Could it really be related to the Mixed-Blood Association?

What kind of big things can a group of mixed blood provoke...

While thinking about it, the book of secret words suddenly flashed, and the lady opened it, and her expression changed.

"What's wrong?"

Susan, who was sitting across from her, was a little surprised to see this.

The friend in front of him has always been indifferent, and in the past, even in the face of life and death, he basically looked like he didn't care.

Why now, suddenly changed his face?

Mrs. Chelsea did not speak, but spread out her book of secret words for the other party to see.

"When did you get an apprentice?"

Susan was a little surprised to see this.

I didn't think there was anything unusual about these words from the other side—

In fact, the other side just recounted what happened at the banquet truthfully.

A normal person would at most think that two juniors were in conflict, but the little apprentice was a little bit grumpy, and he flipped the table when he said flipping the table, and he didn't follow the rules at all.

But Mrs Chelsea is not a normal person.

In other words, based on what she knew about Mellen, she could see at a glance that there must be a danger behind this incident.

At this moment, Meren is trying her best to delay time, hoping that she can notice the strange situation there.

Otherwise, his behavior would not be so abnormal at all...

Mrs. Chelsea looked serious because of this, "Is Ernest Manor well guarded?"

He didn't directly say that something happened, but these words already made Susan instantly realize the seriousness of the situation.

"The wizard guards are basically in the inner core area, and there are at most three teams of forbidden law knights patrolling the periphery."

She replied with a solemn expression, "My husband may or may not be aware of the abnormality. You can't have hope for him."

Mrs. Chelsea's eyes dropped when she heard the words, and after a while, she asked again, "Is there any way for me to sneak in?"

"Sneak in? This is not necessary, my manor - you mean, a group of people set up a barrier in my manor!?"

Susan's color changed suddenly, and she realized in an instant that since outsiders can set up the barrier, it means that their time to sneak into the manor will not be very short.

Hmm...I have a teleportation anchor from the latest rune research institute on my son—"

Her voice became a little flustered.

"give me."

Before she could finish speaking, Madam reached out to ask for it.

So without any hesitation, Susan took off a ring on her left **** and put it in the palm of her friend's hand.

In the next instant, the blond figure in an elegant black dress distorted and disappeared directly in place.

…

The speed at which Mrs Chelsea got the news was actually quite fast.

So by the time she showed up in the banquet hall of Ernest Manor, Mellen wasn't done telling the story of how she was playing Kevin with a deck of cards that was no ordinary.

But although the story is not over yet, the banquet hall at this moment seems to have become a volcano in the making, and it may erupt at any time—

Because in his previous words, Mellon not only demeaned the client Kevin, but he also mocked the whole pureblood as worthless.

To say that he simply belittles someone, then even if he doesn't like it, the onlookers can "understand" it.

In other words, in terms of Melen's talent, it doesn't matter.

However, this kind of indiscriminate firing of map cannons is unbearable.

"Even if Kevin troubled you first, it's too much for you to belittle him like this now!"

Someone came out angrily and accused Mellen.

"Besides, why did he trouble you and not trouble others?"

"Yeah, it's impossible to simply look down on you, right?"

"Are you okay with yourself?"

"It's probably not that simple..."

"well said!"

In the crowd in the hall, facing these guys who took the lead, Meren said loudly: "Since you have all asked here, then I might as well say it straight now—"

He seems to be about to fire the map cannon again, Kevin upstairs, and some self-respecting pure-bloods are almost dripping with gloomy expressions.

But the "waiter" in the dark was full of anticipation, and his expression was even a little excited.

Because he found that this kid's eloquence is very good.

The "story" told is not only coherent and dramatic, but also the ability to scold people without swearing is unheard of!

This can already be said to be a different kind of talent, and it even gave him the idea of ​​contacting each other after the fact, absorbing them into the organization, and letting him participate in public opinion propaganda...

Unfortunately, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

What Merron said next made the waiter's face instantly look very ugly.

"—I want to say that everything I just said is false!"

Under the stunned stares of the crowd, Mellon exclaimed, "Kevin isn't one of those dumb-headed idiots! On the contrary, he's very smart!"

"It was him who discovered that a group of people who were secretly provoking the relationship between pure blood and mixed blood were active in the city, so he arranged this banquet in the name of making trouble for me."

"The purpose is to attract those people here!"

"It's also his invitation, I will appear here to cooperate with his plan!"

"Everything I'm doing now is just to stand up and attract the attention of those enemies."

"Kevin, secretly determined their location!"

The amount of information in these words is a bit too much, and it is completely opposite to what he said before, and everyone is dumbfounded.

They widened their eyes and stared blankly at Mellen who was talking loudly, feeling confused~www.novelbuddy.com~ Including Kevin and Jim upstairs, before the sneer on their faces faded, they were caught by Dazed and stunned were replaced.

The party Mellon would not get stuck because of his own words. After a brief revelation, he finally roared.

"And now, our venerable Kevin, has determined where those enemies are hiding!"

With that said, the magic wand that Merron never put down in his hand instantly pointed to a certain figure in the crowd, as if he was about to attack!

But the next moment, he was instantly hit by a huge force, and even his body was vacated, like being hit by a car, and slammed into the crowd!

This is actually Merron holding his wand upside down and casting a Bounce Charm on himself.

It's just that his "casting speed" is so fast that others don't see it clearly, and they think this guy was attacked just now.

So despite being caught off guard, there was an uproar in the banquet hall!

With panic on their faces, people scrambled to stay away from the "exposed person" who was pointed at by Mellen before - the other party was full of confusion at the moment, and he couldn't figure out how he flew out before he had time to do it?

But then he had no time to think about such trivial matters.

Because before he could make up his mind whether to attack or flee the scene, a giant python covered with pitch-black scales burst out of the ground in an instant, swallowing him from bottom to top!

At the same time, pythons slammed open the tiled floor one after another in the entire hall, raising a large amount of mud, and staring at those suspicious figures with scarlet eyes.

Not knowing what was going on, the young wizards hurriedly avoided these terrifying foreign objects, and the screams continued to sound, which was deafening, and the hall became more and more chaotic.