Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

39 Burklund Street, the residence of the Macht family.

The night had just fallen, and the Macht family was having dinner. Since it was just a family banquet, there were not many luxurious things on the table, but rather hearty dishes with meat and vegetables.

Hazel tied her dark green wavy hair behind her ears with a black hairpin, and had a bright smile in her dark brown eyes.

This made her mother, Mrs. Liana Macht, very curious. This lady had the same long dark green hair as Hazel.

Her young daughter is almost the same beauty as she was when she was young. Even after so many years, time has been very kind to this noble lady and has not left many traces.

In the past two days, Hazel had gotten rid of the confusion of the previous few days. She looked relaxed and relieved, and her face was no longer pale. She seemed to have completely come out of the fear of being attacked by rats.

If she hadn't known that Hazel had almost no contact with outsiders except for occasionally going to the suburban manor to relax, Liana would have thought that her daughter, who was much more mature than her peers, had met her new love interest.

However, out of curiosity and concern, Liana put down her fork after finishing the dessert and asked her daughter with a smile: "Have you encountered anything very happy recently? I rarely see you with such a childish attitude. "

Her mother's teasing words made Hazel's face blush slightly, but for her who had already digested the "Scammer" potion, there was no problem in brushing off such a trivial matter.

Hazel responded to her mother with the same smile: "It's something happy. I figured something out...but I can't tell you this."

"Oh, Hazel has grown up and knows how to keep her own little secrets."

Morrie Macht said this as he shook the sour cocktail with lemon juice in his hand and took a sip with great enjoyment.

The sweetness of the berry pie I had just eaten was neutralized just right, but there was a strong aftertaste after the sour initial taste. Now that he had the opportunity to relive the taste that he had always missed in his memory, sitting in a comfortable home, Morrie couldn't help but sigh silently.

That Mr. Dwayne Dantès is really a good neighbor. At least in terms of managing interpersonal relationships, he can be so attentive that it will not be too difficult to integrate into the military.

As for how far it can go, Mori can only help Dawn very much, but maintaining friendly relations will be beneficial to both parties.

Hazel appropriately showed a bit of arrogance and anger, and coupled with her previous blush, it looked more like she was acting coquettishly towards her father: "I am no longer a child, why do you still say that...I am already this age, I can’t tell you everything.”

My daughter is good at everything, but her personality is too much like her father's, proud and unconvinced, and very stubborn at heart.

Mrs. Liana looked at Hazel with a smile: "Of course, but there are some things that we are happy to hear you share. After all, we all know that you always have your own ideas."

But Liana's words have another meaning - if you have someone you like, you should always tell your parents so that they can make arrangements early.

Having said this, Madam Liana winked at Hazel, but her daughter had no intention of accepting this hint:

"I know that if I encounter trouble, I will share it with you."

Liana sighed silently, turned around and saw her husband's teasing eyes, and couldn't help but give Mori a rollicking look.

Seeing Liana, she looked over again and wanted to say something else. Hazel, who had already finished the dessert quickly, couldn't sit still:

"I'm going back to my room to read. I'm going to public school in September. I want to understand all the content first."

Hearing that his daughter was so ambitious, Mori raised his chin quite proudly and showed an appreciative smile - his current expression was exactly the same as Hazel's every time she "looked down on those noble children".

Mori nodded towards his beautiful daughter: "I'm very happy to have this heart. Don't push yourself too hard."

So Hazel raised her chin higher: "It can't be said to be 'forced'. For me, learning is very easy."

Liana couldn't help but smile and shake her head. When she looked at Hazel's back and thought about what made her daughter so happy, Mori had already finished the cocktail in the glass.

He glanced at his wife: "Don't worry, when she goes to public school and comes into contact with more people, her temperament will change."

"You know that's not what I'm worried about."

Hazel left the dining table briskly, walked out of the restaurant and climbed the stairs, happily heading to her bedroom on the third floor.

Not to mention, Hazel still has the necklace with the characteristics of "Decryption Scholar".

The thing that makes Hazel the most happy is of course not that she is going to a public school in September, but that according to the teacher, she can help her make a magic potion tomorrow and help her advance to Sequence Seven.

At that time, learning will become easier. Finding the answers is the key to "decryption scholars". I don't know whether answering those questions in the exam is a kind of "decryption"...

Thinking of what the teacher had said before, Hazel was proud of herself and also looking forward to it.

Everything before was a test for her, and Hazel passed the test, staying calm and showing loyalty to her teacher, so her teacher was willing to give her a chance to be promoted.

Even this time, her teacher taught her more about mysticism, which gave Hazel all the answers she needed to her previously vague doubts, and she became even more admirable for her "mouse" appearance. teacher.

Tomorrow, Hazel will go to the manor with her mother. She will stay at the manor for a few days. In addition to getting promoted, she also needs to seize the time to rein in her wandering spirituality, so as not to be discovered by others when she returns to Backlund.

With the help of the teacher, Hazel felt very relieved. Her wholehearted trust in the teacher almost matched the attitude towards her own parents.

Hazel didn't think there was anything wrong.

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"Do you want to stay another day?" Liana looked at her daughter.

Hazel was sitting on the sofa chair with a slightly tired look on her face. She nodded casually in response to her mother's questions and yawned again.

Because she was too excited to adapt last night, she didn't sleep for almost the whole night. This made Hazel feel weak spiritually and looked very tired on the surface. It gave her an excuse to stay one more day and continue studying with the teacher.

Liana touched Hazel's hair, and with her daughter's face full of reluctance, she placed a kiss on her forehead: "Okay, I'll take the carriage back later, and you can have a good rest tonight. one time."

"I know, Mom, I will go home tomorrow." Hazel gave her mother a hug and sent Liana out of the door, then walked upstairs to the room where she did not allow anyone to enter.

The maid guarding the room at the door bowed to Hazel and said, "Miss, the door has been locked and no one has gone in."

Hazel nodded coldly: "Very good, I want to rest quietly for a while and don't let anyone disturb me."

After the maid turned and left, Hazel took out the key from her waist and opened the door she had locked previously. This was mainly to prevent someone from accidentally breaking in and seeing the special guest in the house.

The young man with black hair and black eyes was wearing a long black trench coat and was sitting on a soft armchair. He leaned against a circle of cushions and played with a colorful Rubik's Cube leisurely.

The monocle was embedded in his right eye socket, and there was a slightly thoughtful look on the young man's face. It was obvious that his real attention was not on the cube in his hand.

This kind of Rubik's Cube is also one of the "children's enlightenment toys" invented by Emperor Russell. When Hazel was still very young, she received this strange toy with a mechanism.

However, when she grew up, Hazel was no longer interested in it and just left it in the warehouse of the manor with other childhood sundries.

Now, in Hazel's eyes, the person who was turning the Rubik's Cube was not the young man, but a rather large rat with smooth gray fur, who was her "occult mentor" for this period of time. .

Although she still doesn't know the teacher's name, Hazel doesn't care - the teacher is still recovering, and may even be hunted down. He doesn't want to tell her name, maybe to avoid being threatened. ?

Hazel even spontaneously came up with many explanations for her teacher. After being promoted to "Decryption Scholar", she became even more dependent on her teacher.

The "mouse" who was turning the Rubik's Cube raised his head with a smile in his voice: "You didn't have to be so anxious last night. Now that you have become a 'decryption scholar', you still have time to slowly feel your new abilities. Don't worry, the extraordinary power is not It will fly away on its own.”

Although the teacher's words did not mean any reprimand, Hazel's face could not help but blush. She nodded: "Sorry, you are right. I shouldn't have behaved so rudely. It's not a big deal." …”

"Sequence Seven is just the beginning. Only when you reach Sequence Four and become a 'parasite' like me can you have the opportunity to touch divinity and the realm of demigod and half human. Only then can you truly break away from the ordinary. On a human level.”

Hazel listened excitedly to her teacher's story, indulging in the fantasy of the future.

A moth flew in from outside the house, landed on the window frame, then sneaked around behind the sofa and climbed up the armrest onto the seat.

"Mouse" tilted his head, as if listening to something, and then looked at Hazel's expectant eyes.

The corners of the young man's mouth gradually rose: "I will accompany you back to Berklund Street tomorrow. That will make it easier for us to communicate and continue your occult courses. You will no longer have to worry about me staying alone in the manor."

Hazel couldn't help but look happy: "Okay! Then we'll go back in the carriage tomorrow!"