You call this a black hand?

Hunters, as a profession, do not have the ability to use magic pockets.

Therefore, the sword Guderian promised is not on his person, but is stored in the wizard bank.

But this does not affect anything. After going to the bank, you only need to tell the corresponding password and you can naturally withdraw it.

Mellen was a little moved by this.

He actually wanted to ask the teacher for a weapon, because he found that what he lacked in close combat was a sword.

He had stored a sword in his magic pocket before, but that sword was too ordinary and collapsed after being used once.

However, the teacher's attitude was very clear, and he did not support him using the hunter's offensive method at all, so he did not say this before.

But now, instead of getting a weapon from the teacher, I found an opportunity in the person in front of me...

After thinking about this for a moment, Mellen nodded and did not refuse.

Although it is not clear why the truth believer in front of me allowed him to visit that ceremony.

But there were bound to be a lot of visitors, so he had no worries.

And with the existence of a cheat, he could predict in advance whether he would be affected by this.

If it doesn't affect you, go, and if it affects you, don't go. Anyway, if this person attacks you, it's not a bad idea to take his sword for free.

But it was impossible for the teacher to agree to Guderian's request to see him just because of a weapon.

"So she actually initially believed in the electorate and wanted me to try to contact these truth believers?"

"But she didn't mention that she would let this person go... Is this considered asking me about my attitude towards this?"

He had some guesses about this, and after leaving the dungeon, he sent the teacher a rough summary of the meeting.

So that night, a wizard from the Chelsea family helped him take the sword out of the bank.

What surprised Mellen was that the sword Guderian gave him was not an ordinary weapon with a simple shape, but an exquisite stabbing sword with a complicated silver branch guard.

When I sat in the living room and looked at it, the slender sword body shone with a pure and cold light under the light.

Holding it in the hand, it is heavy and looks very handy.

This sword looks very gorgeous and is very valuable at first sight.

After swinging it a few times, Melen discovered that it was not a weapon with completely restricted functions. Although it was more suitable for stabbing, it was equally smooth for slashing.

The heart of eternal silence.

This is the name of this sword. When the sword was taken out, there was also a matching black scabbard and sheath.

However, although he knew the name, the other party did not explain the specific strength of this sword, only claiming that it was extremely sharp.

In casual chopping experiments, furniture and even things like gold and iron can be easily chopped off, which is really impressive.

However, there were no enemies for the time being, and Melen couldn't figure out where the limit of this sword was.

In fact, in comparison, Mellen is thinking about another thing now——

He heard that mysterious call again, as trivial as mosquitoes and flies, constantly ringing in his ears.

This sound appeared shortly after leaving the dungeon. Compared with the last time, it seemed to be weakened and it didn't sound very urgent.

It seemed that the call to him this time was not due to urgent matters.

Of course, that's not what Melen was thinking about. Even if it wasn't an urgent matter, he still had the intention to go over and see how the group of people on the opposite side summoned him.

But now, he can't go.

Because the "Mysterious Knight" vest corresponding to the call is in a special state at the moment.

The invisible vest can be clearly perceived in thinking, but when feeling it, Mellen found that the vest seemed to be "melting".

In other words, it is being reshaped by some external force.

This is not an accident, because Meren already knows that he accidentally killed an imperial prince during his previous arrival, and this matter has now become international news.

As a result, the reputation of his "Mysterious Knight" vest spread all over the world overnight, and the popularity he gained was naturally very high.

Siluke

In this case, it is natural for the vest's strength to be enhanced.

But vaguely, Melen felt that the vest was not just being enhanced, it seemed to be evolving in a specific direction.

However, because this change has not ended yet, it is difficult for him to know whether his feeling is an illusion or what is actually happening...

Thinking like this, Meren unconsciously looked at the night scene outside the window, and couldn't help but think of something he had predicted before.

"What can be called a private matter?"

…

Some of the things that were predicted have not yet happened.

As a client, Mrs. Chelsea’s attention was not even on her daughter at the moment.

Right now, she was sitting in a rather old bedroom, staring sideways at a photo on the bedside table.

The photo is black and white and dynamic. There is a tall girl wearing a black wizard student uniform, walking by a tree-shaded lake, with a smile on her face and a lively and cheerful temperament.

Next to her was a tall, fat young man with brown hair and black eyes. He faced the smiling gaze of the girl next to him with a silly expression on his face.

Mrs. Chelsea's eyes narrowed unconsciously.

The girl in the photo looks quite similar to her, but that's not her, but her sister.

As for this young man who looks very honest and honest, of course he was my sister's lover back then.

Therefore, she was thinking about one thing, the "splattering of dirty water" that Mellen told her before.

The so-called throwing dirty water is of course not limited to speaking ill of the enemy. The main purpose is just to reduce the credibility of the enemy's words so that the daughter will not be affected.

So, what can make the enemy lose the possibility of being trusted to the greatest extent...

Picking up the photo on the bedside table, a look of apology flashed across Madam's face, but she did not hesitate. She simply raised her finger and tapped the honest young man in the photo.

As a result, the image of this sister's former lover began to twist and squirm, transforming into another appearance——

He has black hair and blue eyes, a slender figure, and a gentle smile on his face when walking with a tall girl by the lake.

This is exactly what Melen looks like!

"Mom is not the only one who is fighting for Melen's possessions from you now, Alyssa..."

Whispering in a low voice, Mrs. Chelsea put the tampered photo back to its original place, and then walked around the bedroom where the owner had left it for a long time, tampering with a lot of information one after another.

What can a sister say to her daughter?

The lady is not sure, but she thinks that her sister will definitely mention that she is also a member of the family and the identity of Alyssa's biological mother.

To prove this, of course you need evidence.

And what evidence is better than my sister’s former boudoir and some of the daily necessities in her boudoir that can prove her identity?

However, as long as Alyssa finds this place, she will find that her so-called biological mother and former lover is also her current stepfather!

In fact, the years don't match up, but it doesn't matter. Even if Alyssa thinks this is not Melen, she can at least recognize that it is a person who looks exactly like Melen.

As long as she realizes this, she will inevitably wonder why the so-called biological mother is contacting her now...

After forging all this, Mrs. Chelsea quietly left the scene. After returning to the study, she took out the media materials she had prepared and tried to use possession on her daughter.

This is not difficult for her.

Within a minute, the world in front of her suddenly changed, from the original study room to a girl's bedroom full of pink style.

And the lady's graceful body has quietly changed from mature to youthful.

Then, she saw "himself" writing some words on the white paper with a quill pen.

Some words made her stunned on the spot after seeing them clearly, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

[Not long after she got in, Grace peeked in the closet in fascination.]

[She saw her mother kneeling down and praying, her long skirt lifted up and stuffed around her waist. Her uncle behind her was angrily beating her with a whip.]

[Her prayer voice became louder and louder, full of pain and excitement...]

…

…

"Come and see me in the study, I have something important to discuss with you!

"

Soon after, Mellen saw this sentence that the teacher sent to him. The lines were messy and seemed to be filled with anxiety and anger.