You call this a black hand?

"Here, this is my money bag, how come it appears in your hands!?"

In the bright banquet hall, the blond boy's voice was full of astonishment.

In fact, this is his magic pocket, which contains many valuables. It was originally supposed to be hung on his waist!

"I really want to say that I don't know what's going on,"

Mellen said sincerely: "But in fact, I stole it."

After saying that, he threw the bag back to the other party, then stood up from his seat and shouted to the crowd talking around him: "As you can see, this is an impromptu performance."

"The purpose of the performance was very simple. Before I came to attend the banquet, my wallet was accidentally stolen, which made me very annoyed."

"So I thought, if there is a chance, I must let as many people as possible know how thieves steal, so as not to encounter the same unlucky thing as me!"

"I don't have the opportunity, but I think I can take the initiative to create it. And just now, I happened to meet a good person who is involved in stealing skills. He is Garcia Parker, who comes from a family of magicians!"

As Melen spoke, he pulled the brown-haired young man behind him who handed him his pocket. The young man's face turned red and he was very nervous, but he was obviously very happy to be noticed by everyone.

"He told me that the techniques thieves use to steal are actually not complicated, they just take advantage of people's concentration."

"Yes, focus!"

"Concentration is a very important ability in our daily lives, but in this case, the stronger the concentration, the easier it is to be stolen!"

"For example, just now, when I was performing magic, everyone's attention was all on the cards in my hand, and they didn't notice what the people next to me were doing."

"So before I knew it, this gentleman's wallet was in my partner's hands."

Having said this, Meren smiled at the unknown young man next to him, and the other man's face suddenly became very embarrassed.

But Mellen ignored him.

"This is exactly what thieves do."

He continued: "Take the initiative to make some noise, and then take advantage of everyone's negligence to steal. But if we remain cautious, they will naturally..."

What is the specific way to die from arrogance?

Mellen couldn't be sure.

But 80% of them cannot escape the scope of negligence.

So Mellen wanted to use this incident to influence Mrs. Chelsea's ideas.

At least at this time tomorrow, it's impossible for her to forget this exciting incident, right?

As long as she doesn't forget, she will be more cautious when encountering problems.

Of course, if she didn't take it seriously, Mellen wouldn't do anything else.

There is no risk in using this kind of thing to guide the other party's judgment, but if you get involved deeply, tell the other party that there will be danger tomorrow, or overestimate your ability to stop the incident when it happens tomorrow, you are obviously causing trouble for yourself.

After all, Mellen has no idea what will happen tomorrow, and he doesn't want to get himself into trouble.

"Although it's a pity, the worst thing is to find another first love partner..."

His inner thoughts were unknown. On the surface, Mellen had finished his speech, and then, under a burst of good-natured applause, he pulled the young tool man away from the focus.

He left very quickly, and it seemed that he was really just doing a "charity" performance. Mrs. Chelsea felt a little strange about this.

Based on the intuition of a powerful wizard, she felt that Melen's purpose was not just that, but if she thought about it carefully, it was just a magic show, how could she hide any other intentions?

Opposite her, the blond boy who was regarded as the second tool was a little aggrieved at the moment.

"He rudely steals other people's pockets without their consent, and uses this excuse of so-called performance to make people speechless. He is really an uneducated person!"

"If this place wasn't inconvenient for using magic, how could I be approached by such an ordinary person?"

"It's indeed rude, but it's normal for people like them to be short-sighted."

Withdrawing her gaze from Meren's back, Mrs. Chelsea smiled slightly, and then changed the subject: "It's not long before the new students enroll. This time Alyssa will go to St. Grant's Fort with you to practice magic. Then you can

Please take good care of her."

The blond boy was stunned when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed. The anger in his heart due to being played by two ants was instantly swept away.

"no problem!"

"This is my duty!"

…

"Where did you learn your magic skills?"

"Why is it so similar to my family's methods?"

"Also, how did you know that I liked Miss Kate before?"

"This doesn't make sense..."

On the other side, Meren, who was far away from the crowd, ignored Tool Man No. 1's series of surprised inquiries, casually carried a book to the bathroom, and then squatted on the toilet.

He has discovered that his property panel can be seen on any book or paper - as long as he wants.

So there is no need to carry a separate book.

At the same time, Mellen took a sneak peek just now and found that his previous performance was not in vain, which made him very happy.

However, considering that using destiny would cause physical changes, he did not use it on the spot this time.

Now that it was a private occasion, Mellen opened the book without hesitation.

As soon as he saw it, the number corresponding to the destiny on the "panel" had changed to 1 again, so Mellen's finger clicked on it without hesitation.

A large number of memories emerged from the depths of his mind, and along with them, there was a strange fluctuation, which made his brain seem to boil all of a sudden, full of swelling.

Mellen, who was squatting on the toilet, saw his eyes go dark because of this. He made a mistake in his steps and almost fell down.

Therefore, he did not see a line of text that was enough to refresh his worldview quietly emerging on the page of the book——

[You have obtained the Snake School Psychic Deduction Technique (Master Level)]

…

The swelling and pain in the brain came one after another, as if echoing the beating of the heart in the chest. Stars appeared in front of my eyes, and there was a continuous buzzing in my ears.

It seemed like a century had passed before Meren regained his composure, but before he could see his surroundings clearly, a unique smell of blood rushed straight from his nostrils to his brain.

He raised his hand and touched his nose, and found a sticky blood stain. While secretly speechless, Mellen picked up the book that had been thrown to the ground at some point and opened it to read.

The new skill that caught his eye made him stunned, and his mood was very complicated.

When he awakened the Golden Finger before, Mellen had a vague feeling that this world might not be simple, but because he was not possessing a body, but had lived here since childhood, he was already very familiar with the surrounding environment, and there was no "newness" at all.

It can be said.

I don't think there is anything special here. It's probably just an ordinary fictional world. Industrialization is on the right track, information circulation is blocked, and most parts of the world are still in the barbaric feudal era.

But now it turns out that things are not that simple.

This world has supernatural powers!

Mellen was a little caught off guard by this. If he had to describe it, it would be like seeing a husky soaring in the sky in a modern city. It would be hard for a normal person not to be shocked by this.

Then there was a moment of fear.

"If I had known that person was a witch, how dare I pretend to be so cool?"

Mellen couldn't help but touch the back of his head, as if he thought of the scene where he was pretending to be cool, but someone slapped him with a big dick.

"Fortunately, she seems to have a good temper..."

Thinking like this, he did not ponder over the usefulness of his newly acquired skills, and he did not dare to stay in the manor anymore.

After returning to the banquet and putting the books back in their place, Mellen hurriedly left without saying hello to anyone.