Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

The northwest suburb of Backlund, Elk Manor.

This is a manor with a history of hundreds of years, which can be said to be older than most of the new nobles.

But bad luck, with the change of wealth and power within the country, the poor old owner of this manor, an unknown viscount, was forced to sell this basic industry that originally belonged to the family.

Morrie Macht acquired the Elk Manor. This Loon gentleman, who became a member of the Kingdom's House of Commons in his forties, joined politics after retiring from the army and made his way to the Parliament with great success. He came from a family of barristers. His wife, and a... very proud and bold daughter.

Congressman Macht has always doted on his only daughter, so when Hazel went to the manor for vacation and was bitten by a crazy mouse, he immediately took his daughter back to the villa on Berklund Street.

As for the mouse, the servants failed to catch it, and Hazel was unwilling to let the matter become a big deal, so everything ended.

Until tonight, the mouse that attacked Hazel, the "teacher" who was once quietly supported by the daughter of the Macht family, seemed to be almost unable to hold on.

A mouse with smooth, almost shiny gray fur climbed to the edge of the window. Its size was far larger than that of an ordinary mouse, and it looked almost as big as an ordinary cat.

The mouse's scarlet eyes were like flickering candles, filled with inseparable wildness and emotion. The last remaining trace of reason appeared and disappeared at any time, as if it might disappear at any time.

The window was not closed tightly, and the summer night wind blew in warmly from the outside. Under the crimson moonlight, the mouse climbed up and down the window, repeating this process several times, as if even it itself could not figure out what was going on. What you want to do is normal.

From time to time, a murmuring sound comes out of its mouth, because the sentences are too fragmented and vague, and it sounds like vague sleep talk. Sometimes, what it makes is not a detailed language, but just like an ordinary mouse. "Squeak" sound.

Whenever this huge mouse "squeaks", there will be a response from somewhere in the kitchen, and then a gray mouse will jump out of the shadows and raise its body toward the window like a pilgrim.

The eyes of these mice are almost completely reproduced from the big mice, but they seem to be even more unable to withstand the madness.

The sound of gnawing sounded in the room, one after another.

This mouse was gnawing at the wood against the corner of the table. The other was close to the chair and biting at the legs of the chair. It also did not let go of the walls and the cloth bags containing things. Everything that could be scratched by its fangs was covered with scarlet eyes. of mice.

The biggest mouse kept crawling back and forth, spinning against the window leaving the villa. This process lasted for a long time, until the chair legs were too crooked and tilted toward the ground.

"Boom!"

Such a sound seemed to wake up the dazed giant mouse by the window. It uttered a sharp "squeak" and then turned towards the outside of the window and fell into a flower bed planted with pansies.

More and more screams sounded from the house, short but not high-pitched, seeming to echo the voice of the big rat.

Soon, a large number of rats climbed up the window, stepped on each other's heads, and jumped out of the window, trying to follow the big rat who left first.

Only a few rats remained in the house. They followed their instinctive impulses and continued to eat the furniture and food in the kitchen, enjoying a "feast" belonging to the rats.

The sound of chairs hitting the ground attracted a maid who was cleaning outside the room. She timidly opened the door a crack and peeked inside, but she didn't see much.

The young maid with freckles on her face breathed a sigh of relief and slowly closed the door. However, she didn't see pairs of bright red eyes that were almost glowing turning towards the door before the door was closed tightly.

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39 Burklund Street.

There was a dance at Senator Macht's house.

Morrie Macht put on the square and energetic olive green military uniform again, with a bright orange ribbon hanging on it and a combat medal.

Congressman Macht clearly showed off his military background, so most of the guests invited to the ball had the same tendency and had close ties with the military.

Standing next to him was his wife Liana, a middle-aged lady who was still well-maintained. She wore a light-colored dress that exposed her shoulders and accompanied her husband to chat with the guests.

When Dwayne Dantès walked in from the outside in formal attire, Congressman Macht received him very warmly, showed a relieved smile to his famous neighbor, welcomed him to the Southern Continent to "do business", and A traveler who returns successfully.

Dawn smiled and replied to Councilor Macht's topic, and took the initiative to mention the gift he had given, which made Councilor Macht feel better. Before departure, he casually mentioned his love for Valley wine, but he did not expect that the other party would really Bringing back Loen as a gift, this understanding made Councilor Macht more optimistic about Dawn.

However, Dawn briefly glanced at the hall and asked another matter: "Miss Hazel isn't here? Has she gone to the Girls' Public School to study?"

When it came to her daughter's problem, Mrs. Liana couldn't help but look sad: "No, she's just sick. She won't go to school until September."

Under Dawn's casual questioning, Representative Macht explained half helplessly and half distressed that a crazy rat appeared in the suburban manor and attacked his daughter.

The wound has not completely healed, and Hazel has been in a low mood, so Senator Macht did not allow her to attend tonight's dance.

This is understandable. A guest who has a fairly good relationship with the Macht family knows that he should not continue to ask questions at this time.

So Dawn just expressed some concern about Hazel's treatment. According to the common belief of several people, she tapped her chest four times clockwise, prayed for the goddess's blessing, and then ended the communication with the host.

He thought about this and went into the hall to wait for the rest of the guests to arrive.

But it’s not like Klein did nothing.

Quietly, a hallucination appeared next to Hazel in the bedroom. In a dance where there were no Beyonders, even if Klein acted boldly, he would not attract much attention.

As a demigod, "Cunning Mage" has initially mastered some secret power. If he is discovered again, it will be unjustifiable.

In the bedroom on the third floor, Hazel, who was in a state of despair, was even surprised when she saw a mouse walking in by the door, but then she was startled by many mice with scarlet eyes.

When she recovered from the phantom and activated the "Decryption Scholar" ability through the necklace, Hazel noticed something abnormal and immediately guessed that someone was eyeing her teacher.

After just a moment of hesitation, Hazel told the servants outside the door not to disturb her rest, and then put on hunting clothes that were convenient for traveling. She took a temporary carriage to the Elk Manor outside the city to remind her teacher.

Regarding this result, Dawn, who was chatting with acquaintances in the hall, just smiled and took a sip of wine.

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Outside the Elk Manor, a young man with black robe and curly hair sat on a treetop, looked in the direction of the manor villa and sighed:

"A parasite? It's a pity that it's not Pales. Doesn't he know that I miss him very much?"

An owl with white fluff around its right eye turned its back to the young man and looked in the direction of the villa. Hearing the young man's sigh, the owl turned its head 180 degrees and looked over, and then replied:

"The parasite is not bad either. It is one that has been parasitic on mice for too long and is on the verge of losing control."

"It's a pity that the experience of parasitizing birds did not affect Zoya's mental condition. I deliberately deleted that part of the knowledge from the potion..."

The owl chuckled. Due to species reasons, when it laughed, it seemed as if a monster was letting out a sharp howl.

It seemed to be very disdainful of the young man's words: "I think the knowledge of potions is only used to fool those fools. Zoya's personality is different after all, and he has not really 'digested' the potions."

The young man's hand gently touched his knee: "It makes sense, His state is more like..."

A squirrel with dark circles answered this sentence: "It is closer to 'grazing' and has extraordinary characteristics. I am not surprised that Zoya can do this little trick. After all, the memory given by the main body also contains some past things... …”

The owl and the young man turned their heads at the same time and stared at the squirrel.

"What did I say wrong? Saslier and Zoya have a very close relationship, don't you all know that." The squirrel swung its big fluffy tail twice and lay lazily on the tree trunk, but it seemed that it was tense intentionally His hind legs could jump to the bushes below at any time.

The owl gave a muffled hoot and turned its head back.

The young man also looked bored: "Listening to your complacent tone, I thought there was some new news, but it turned out to be the same news we all know."

After a pause, he suddenly raised his hand and caught the squirrel - the squirrel's reaction was still half a beat too slow, because the idea of ​​"moving its body" was stolen from it, so it couldn't jump off the branch directly and fall to the ground. .

"How about you test that 'parasite' again?"

"Is that still necessary?" Squirrel didn't seem to care about being held in someone else's hands, lying leisurely between the young man's fists, "You've seen enough, haven't you?"

"Well, there is really no need for this." The young man threw the squirrel aside and watched it spin around in the air before landing accurately into the buffering bushes below.

The owl chuckled like a howl again: "Don't worry, we are watching behind you. If you can't eat, we don't mind helping you share the mouse."

More and more birds are jumping out of the nearby woods, including those that are not nocturnal. Their rather human eyes seem to be smiling but not smiling. They all have the same thing in common in the right eye, which is either white or white. Dark circles under eyes.

The air seemed to become a little solemn. The young man who stole the distance and came outside the garden observed the movement in the garden. The descendant of the Jacob family who was parasitic on the mouse was fighting with an unidentified guy.

"Someone is one step ahead of us, which is interesting. The Magician?"

He also carries a "secret" favor...what a coincidence.

The clone adjusted the monocle of his right eye and noticed an unspeakable doubt.