You call this a black hand?

When Mellon visited the manor, Mrs. Chelsea was not actually at home.

Instead, he was riding a carriage towards a corner area in Graham City where poor people gathered.

However, although she did not meet Meren, she still learned the relevant information without any hindrance because of the existence of the Book of Secret Words.

In the carriage carriage that seemed to be completely still, a lady with long blond hair tied up in a black formal dress stared at the content that appeared on the page, frowning slightly.

"I see."

She sat there motionless, while lines of graceful and delicate words emerged one after another from the book of secret words floating in front of her.

"I can't get away for the moment, so tell the kid to go back first. Give him a book guide, and I will contact him later using the book of secret words."

"As for the apprentice's teachings, I will also communicate with him through the book of secret words."

"By the way, give Miss the book about the Refaeli family."

After finishing her reply, she looked away from the book of secret words and Mrs. Chelsea pondered slightly.

"What's Kevin going to do?"

She was actually a little strange about this.

In her knowledge, her son-in-law Kevin and apprentice Meron had only met once at the last banquet.

Although the two parties had some unpleasantness at the time, it was not enough to make Kevin the kid pester each other so much——

In order to invite Meren to the banquet, he was willing to be cheated of his money. It was really...

This is actually a bit ridiculous.

But it can actually be seen from this that even if there is a conflict between the two children, it should not be deep.

Otherwise things wouldn't be so harmonious.

However, Madam still attaches great importance to this, or in other words, feels it is a bit troublesome.

The trouble was not between the two children, but where the banquet was held.

Ernest family.

The wizarding family holds banquets every now and then, and such social occasions cannot be called troublesome to most people.

But the Ernest family is different.

The banquet of the Ernest family was, in the eyes of the few insiders, a very "weird" place.

Kevin, it’s not good for that kid to hold a banquet somewhere, do you have to go there?

And his new apprentice, so ignorant, actually accepted the invitation?

Judging from the news, he seemed to think that he had taken a big advantage in this matter...

Feeling a little helpless about this, after thinking about it, Mrs. Chelsea's eyes flashed, and the book of secret words floating in front of her was turned to a page named Susan Corian Ernest.

"Your family is hosting a party tomorrow night?"

Madam seems to be very familiar with this woman named Susan.

"How is that possible? What I hate most is banquets."

It didn’t take long for the other person to reply, “Where did you hear that?”

"A junior's place." The lady replied.

"It should be that my son is preparing to entertain some of his friends. I will ask later."

The other person replied: "What, are you planning to come to participate?"

"I am not interested."

The lady replied: "But if you are not sure whether your husband will cause trouble, I may send someone over."

"I'm not sure."

The other person responded: "Besides, I have divorced that disgusting guy. You should call him by another name, Isabella."

"But I forgot your husband's name."

"..."

"Speaking of which, I saw Juliana yesterday and said she wanted to come to Graham's soon?"

When sending this sentence, Mrs. Chelsea's expression did not change, but she seemed to be very curious about the matter, otherwise she would not have changed the topic midway.

"She told me too."

The person on the other side replied: "They also said that this is a rush for love, maybe it's about starting a new relationship... It's really ridiculous. My son is already so old, and he is still thinking about the shameful shit between men and women.

"

"This is normal. Robin Refaeli, who calls himself the world's greatest wizard, secretly visited a brothel in his later years when he was 174. How old is Juliana now?"

"...where did you hear this gossip?"

The other person seemed surprised, "Besides, is it really okay for you, a person who has never been married, to talk to me about this topic?"

"This has nothing to do with whether you are married or not."

The lady calmly replied: "Okay, I'm going to visit the local church and we'll talk when we have time."

"Are you going to ask about your nun sister again?"

"I already regard her as a dead person."

"Then what do you do in church?"

"More and more truth believers are arriving near Graham. I feel that the situation is a bit out of control. I need to recruit more people as a precaution."

"...The situation is actually so serious?"

He didn't reply to this sentence because the carriage had slowly stopped moving.

After putting away the book of secret words, Mrs. Chelsea looked out the car window.

A white church standing at the end of the silent cemetery came into view. It had no sacred atmosphere. Instead, it looked strange and scary against the backdrop of the night and the dead branches and crows.

…

On the other side, Mellen seemed a little disappointed when he came to visit but did not see Mrs. Chelsea.

But the housekeeper also said that since Madam claimed to have known about it, she would definitely not forget about it.

So I asked him to go to the banquet tomorrow night without any problems.

So Mellen felt very safe.

What made him completely relieved was that when he checked his fate in the bathroom, he didn't see any other changes.

"So, as long as my fate line does not change, I can actually be more unscrupulous. If I go too far, I will naturally be prompted..."

On the way back, Mellen secretly pondered some bold ideas.

His physical recovery is very strong now. He had been deliberately beaten by someone before, but now there are no traces on his appearance.

Mellen therefore thought that if he broke his arm and lost his leg, maybe he would recover in the end?

But this was really just something he could think about, and he didn't dare to experiment.

It’s hard to say whether he will recover or not. The pain is really painful...

Still have to hold on.

After returning to the association's headquarters, Mellen began to use psychic deduction to obtain information about Jim's mother.

It is obviously impossible to directly channel the other party.

Although it is unclear what rank the lady who serves on the Wizarding Supreme Court is, it is certain that she is higher than him.

So what Mellen "searched" for was basically scraps.

Like the number of servants in Ernest Manor, what are the servants busy with every day, what are the commodities purchased by the manor every day, and which commodities are consumed the most...

Although he did not directly get the answer he wanted, the continuous side analysis was enough for Mellen to collect enough and effective clues.

Continuously processing and pondering this information in his mind, Mellen simultaneously contacted Arthur with the Book of Secret Words and had a lot of instructions with him.

After that, there was nothing urgent to do.

Looking at the sky outside the window, he realized that it was already very late, but because of the master's breathing technique, he never felt tired.

However, Mellen, whose thinking and cognition is still in the ranks of ordinary people, feels that if there is nothing urgent, it is best to let the body rest.

So he took out his pajamas from the suitcase, put them on, and then got into the quilt of the four-poster bed in the bedroom.

He has very precise control over his body, allowing Melen to easily fall into sleep.

However, it was precisely this state that brought Mellen to a familiar place in a daze—

A storybook hunter's cabin.

But this encounter was different from last time.

Before he could clearly see the surrounding situation, a slightly weak female voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"You, who are you?"

The owner of the voice should be wary of Melen's appearance.

But because the voice is so soft, it doesn't sound threatening at all.

Mellen looked sideways, and a graceful young woman came into view.

The young woman with long red hair shawl was standing in front of the fireplace, her expression full of timidity and defensiveness as she stared at herself.

Astonishingly, the mistress in the oil painting came to life.

In other words, the second member reading a book appeared.

In his heart, he was secretly curious about her identity, but on the surface, Meren showed a cheerful and sunny smile towards her.

"Hello, I'm Clark, Clark Batty."

He casually made up a pseudonym for himself.