Mystery: The arrival of the new Black Emperor

Kristine closed the door: "April, you are not welcome here."

"I will come back to see my son..."

"Do you still know that he is your son? Why did you leave without saying goodbye twenty years ago? Why did you let your son live under someone else's roof?"

The smile on April's face disappeared, and her eyes suddenly became wild: "I left because I trust you, and I know you will raise Hobert as your own child.

"I left because, because I missed Rex so much it was driving me crazy..."

When April talked about Rex, her tears couldn't stop flowing down and she looked very emotionally unstable.

"You..." Christine sighed: "It's been more than twenty years."

"But I still love him deeply. No matter what others think or think of me, I just want to resurrect Rex!" Apple wiped away her tears and her expression became determined again: "I was too weak back then and couldn't Saving Rex, it’s different now, it’s different.”

Most of Christine's anger has disappeared: "That's not your fault!"

He asked with some concern: "Your status..."

"This is the price of gaining power." April shook her head: "How about we talk about it calmly?

Kristine pulled up the chair and sat across from April: "You seem to be an 'ancient alchemist' already?"

"Yes." April said: "I have refined the body for Rex to carry the soul. The biggest problem now is to find Rex's soul in the spiritual world."

"I don't want to hear this." Christine said, "Besides, I won't let Hobert go crazy with you!"

"I just suddenly thought that Hobert's curse was about to take effect, so I came to take a look. In addition, I brought him two gifts." As she spoke, April took out a spoon that looked like one used on the dining table and A fork.

Kristen sighed and said, "I'll pass it on to him."

"Tell me about Hobert's current life and career." The smile returned to April's face again: "He is a descendant of the emperor, and he will definitely not have an ordinary life. By the way, you and him Have you ever talked about me?"

"The emperor's descendants are not something to be proud of." Christine smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I told him that you left, but he seemed to understand it as death.

"Well, he handled a commission a few days ago. The client hoped that the wife would not be given any property during the divorce... He took the pumpkin home and shared it with us.

"He also just planned an extraordinary battle involving several Sequence 6 people...I didn't expect that he would have Sequence 7 and Series 6 potion formulas just after he became Sequence 8."

April looked at the spoons and forks in front of her, her eyes full of doting: "He is as gentle and wise as Rex. However, I am not a qualified mother. I did not tell him stories to coax him to sleep, nor gave him He cooked delicious dinners and didn’t tell him stories about me and his father.”

…

Returning to No. 192 Blanca Street, he first went to the bathroom to resolve his bloating problem, and then Hobert stood in the kitchen for a long time. The tools and spices in the kitchen were all unfamiliar to him.

At noon, the housekeeper carefully bought some fresh vegetables, and Hobert tried to make vinegared cabbage. Maybe it was because he hadn't eaten "hometown food" for a long time, but he thought it tasted very good.

It just doesn't go well with bread. Hobert was wondering if he should take the time to steam steamed buns or something?

After dinner, Hobert went to the "Land of Disorder" to break off a "Wood of Order", and then put the previous metal head on it, so he had a new cane.

Early the next morning, Hobert walked to the law office. Far away, he saw Christine's carriage parked at the door of the office.

Kristine smiled and waved to Hobert, and Hobert got on the carriage. Kristine said: "This is the breakfast your mother prepared for you."

Hobert didn't think much about it: "Thank you mother for me."

Kristine nodded: "When I was packing my things yesterday, I found something belonging to your biological mother. I thought I should hand it over to you on her behalf."

As she spoke, Christine took out a table spoon from her pocket and handed it to Hobert.

Hobert was stunned. Was he afraid that he would have no cutlery when eating breakfast?

But the moment he took the spoon, he immediately realized that it was a magical item!

Injecting spirituality into it, Hobert realized that he could use the three extraordinary abilities of the "audience" path: hypnosis, frenzy, and psychological suggestion.

These are all very practical abilities. Hobert even wanted to ask, did the original owner’s biological mother leave anything else behind? Don't hide it all the time, you have to take it out and use it, otherwise it will rust!

Christine explained on the side: "This magical item also has a passive skill: it can resist hypnosis, psychological suggestion and other psychic attacks to a certain extent.

"Its negative effect is: every time it is used, the holder or the person attacked by the item will randomly cry or laugh."

Fuck!

Hobert said: "Can this also be called a negative effect?"

Such abilities and negative effects are enough to throw out "Psychic Necklace" and "Fighting Ring"!

Christine smiled and said: “The things your biological mother left you are of course good things.

"She said when she left you this thing, she hoped you would never be deceived.

"As for its appearance, it's because the 'alchemist' your mother knows likes to make magical items look like tableware."

Hobert stared at the spoon in a daze for a while. First, he felt the deep maternal love for the original owner's mother, and then he realized that the original owner's mother was also an extraordinary person.

And the rank is not low. "Alchemist" is a demigod of the "General Knowledge" rank. With such a friend, her rank is naturally not much lower.

Hobert put the spoon into his lined pocket, holding it partially against his skin so that he could always use the spoon's power.

After bidding farewell to Christine, Hobert ate breakfast at his desk. It was his favorite pie. It was a little salty, but the taste was okay.

While eating, Hobert was thinking about a name for the spoon. He thought about it several times, and finally decided to call it "Psychological Spoon".

After breakfast, Hobert took a carriage to the eastern suburbs to handle the third case assigned to him by Mr. Barton.

Not long after he walked out, Hobert once again saw the beautiful lady with crazy eyes that he saw yesterday afternoon. She was still smiling gently at Hobert.

After the carriage passed her location, the more Hobert thought about it, the more puzzled he became, why did he meet her by chance twice in a row?

If there was a third time, Hobert decided to go find Christine immediately. Too much coincidence often heralded unknown dangers.

Hobert remained highly vigilant. He didn't notice anything amiss until he left the city of Backlund. Only then did he relax and think of another problem: He dared to go to Tingen City now!

(You don’t think that Hobert’s life experience is really that simple, right? Hehehe.)