You call this a black hand?

Today's night is extremely long and full of noise everywhere.

When Meren finally got rid of the enthusiastic group of wizards of the same age, he found that Arthur had quietly left here.

This made him feel a little complicated.

But then, he thought of what the other party said before -

The deal is over, he can go get the life-saving necklace!

"I hope there won't be any more weird ways to die."

With this feeling of expectation, Mellen took the suitcase that Kevin had given him before and hurried towards the Meteorological Association's station.

There were no surprises. When he arrived at his destination, he easily got the necklace and the matching magic.

"I thought you were just good in appearance, but I didn't expect that you are also so capable."

The person who kept the family necklace for Arthur was the middle-aged wizard who had robbed Mellen from Inspector Feng on the street.

When he handed the iron box containing the necklace and magic book to Meren, he sighed and said:

"It's not easy to establish a relationship with the Felix family. We have been studying it for a long time, but all the customized plans were abandoned."

He apparently also heard what happened at the banquet.

"It's a pity. If I had put in more effort, maybe you would be one of ours now..."

"We are all mixed-blood wizards, there is no need to differentiate between you and me."

With excitement in his heart, Mellen took the life-saving thing in his hand and smiled at the other party.

"I have only been exposed to the wizarding world for a few days. If I encounter any difficulties in the future, I will need help from seniors like you."

"On the contrary, I think you might help us one day, and it won't be long."

The middle-aged wizard named Edward answered with a smile, feeling very pleased with Mellen's humility.

"Right."

After a few more polite words, Mellen handed the object he had wrapped in a handkerchief to the other party on the way.

"This is the price that Arthur and I agreed on in advance. Please help me, senior, and give it to him. I didn't see anyone else just now."

"As promised? He didn't mention such a thing."

The middle-aged wizard waved his hand and said: "So if you want to pay, you'd better charge -"

The words stopped abruptly.

After watching Mellen unfold the handkerchief and reveal the three blue keys inside, the Meteorological Association instructor named Edward's eyes widened unconsciously.

"Where did you get so many... so many..."

He even stuttered a bit when he spoke, which made Melen a little surprised.

Three keys represent 300,000 grams of ghost dust. He thinks this is a lot of money, but it's not much, right?

After all, he is also an association mentor. Why does it seem like the person in front of me has never seen so much money?

He blackmailed Kevin for 500,000 grams last night, but he didn't see "Old Feng" being so excited?

"It was the reward given to me by Kevin from the Felix family."

Feeling strange in his heart, Mellen explained on the surface: "You can keep it, Arthur may use it when he comes back."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged wizard looked startled, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Meren, his expression changed instantly.

"The kid is in trouble again!?"

"Is it serious?"

"I'm not so sure."

Mellen said hesitantly: "So if he wants to run away, the money should be enough for travel expenses."

Arthur seems to have been involved in some kind of accident again. He can't say exactly what will happen. He will have to contact Mrs. Chelsea later to discuss it.

But at least, it wouldn’t be wrong to give the unfortunate guy some traveling expenses in advance——

A total of 600,000 grams of hush money was earned tonight. Although he got it by blackmail while testing Kevin, he would not have been able to earn this money without Arthur.

So Meren didn't feel reluctant to give half of it to the other party.

In fact, he still doesn't know how much purchasing power this ghost dust has, and he hasn't encountered anything that needs money.

Even if you want to copy the previous method of spreading money to earn fortunes, you still don’t know where to do it.

So you can unceremoniously imitate Jack Ma's words: Mellen is not interested in money, he has no concept of money.

If you need money, why don't you just go and earn some?

…

Mellen's decision was very random, but for others, it had completely different meanings.

The middle-aged tutor named Edward was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then said nothing more.

After carefully putting away the three keys in the handkerchief, he bowed deeply to Meren.

"Since that incident, no one wants to be friends with Arthur. You are the only one who still cares about his safety. I thank you on behalf of the child."

"It's actually nothing."

Mellen said as he patted the black iron box held under his arm, "The things here are more important to me."

What he said was absolutely true, but the middle-aged wizard didn't know the importance of that necklace to Melen, let alone that the necklace could be worth such a huge sum of money.

So he thought it was just rhetoric, but he was even more moved when he heard it.

"If someone wants to target you, he will definitely be punished."

Watching Melen's leaving figure, this thought silently flashed through the middle-aged wizard's mind, and then with a serious expression on his face, he hurried towards the depths of the association.

Arthur is the key training target of their association. Although his reputation has been ruined and his morale has been lost due to the previous incident, the top management of the association actually still cares about him.

After all, countless people once had high hopes for him, but their current attitude is indifferent. They are just angry at him for not fighting, and are annoyed that he will become decadent when he encounters setbacks.

So now that I heard that Arthur might be in an accident, the middle-aged wizard who was Arthur's childhood mentor certainly couldn't just pretend that nothing happened and was ready to report it to the president of the association as soon as possible.

"It is said that the president of the Mixed-blood Association will arrive in Graham tomorrow. We'd better contact that gentleman first, just in case."

As he walked, he thought silently, "We must never let Arthur get hurt again."

…

On the other side, Mellen left the Meteorological Association in a hurry, turning around and forgetting about the money he had given away.

After hailing a cab, he headed back towards the Mixed-blood Association.

However, Mellen did not sit still on the road. Instead, he first put the suitcase given to him by Kevin at his feet, and then opened the iron box with a little excitement.

An exquisite sapphire necklace caught his eye.

Besides the necklace, a handwritten magic book was quietly pressed at the bottom of the box.

Melon first put the necklace on his neck, then opened the magic book and read it.

Relevant news emerged subsequently——

[Would you like to spend a little life to learn the skill - water trapping spell? 】

…

I thought silently in my mind, and the number corresponding to the green destiny immediately changed from 34 to 33.

As a related memory emerged in Mellen's mind, there was also a slight change in the fate column -

【5,33,1】

Mellen was startled when he saw this, and then he was overjoyed.

This last destiny is different from the first two colors. It is pure black, which is obviously more advanced than green and gray.

But that's not the point.

The point is, the appearance of this destiny seems to prove that he has successfully changed his future destiny!

"Changing the fate of others will gain you destiny, and you can do the same by changing yourself."

He was sure of it now.

"It's a pity that there is no mirror now, so there is no way to see for sure whether my future death disaster will disappear..."

While muttering like this, Melen had no regrets.

I can’t see it now, but won’t I be able to see it later when I return to the association?

Don't be in a hurry.

As for the purpose of this black destiny, Meren doesn't want to use it now. He also plans to wait until he returns to conduct experiments.

but……

Looking at the 33 green destiny points sandwiched in the destiny column, Mellen suddenly thought of something.

"I disrupted the conspiracy attacks of unknown enemies and changed the fate of some young wizards. Correspondingly, I should also change the fate of those enemies, right?"

"Why don't you see any reaction here?"

"Didn't the teacher say that all of them are dead, some of them were caught, and some of them escaped?"

"Could it be that their original destiny was to be arrested to death?"

Because someone came to check on her before, Meren didn't have time to read the fate of everyone at the banquet.

Now that I'm aware of this, I feel like something is wrong.

So he thought for a while, took out his wand, then inserted it into his third hand, allowing himself to enter the wizard's field of vision.

The surrounding environment became much gloomier as a result. A pale and damp female ghost face beside him was integrated into the wooden carriage. Her expression was dull and her eyes were staring at Meren without blinking.

That look was both gloomy and strange.

Every time I enter the wizard's field of vision, I can see these ghosts, but this is the first time that they are so close.

Mellen turned his head and glanced at it, then raised his wand and poked the other person's nostrils that seemed to be dripping.

A feeling of obstruction and friction, as if it was really stabbing someone's nostrils, was quietly transmitted to his hand through the wand, which surprised him.

"Feel sorry."

Mellen then coughed dryly and said to this face: "I thought you were dead and couldn't touch you at all."

No response was received, and the female ghost's expression remained dull.

But those dark eyes were always staring at Meren, as if a dead man's head was being forced into the carriage.

Combined with the grunting sound of the wheels grinding against the ground outside, it looks very much like a horror movie.

Mellen felt a little uncomfortable because of this, so he simply turned his head and ignored the other party.

Then, he looked at his left hand.

After changing someone's fate, he can "peep" on that person through a mysterious thread.

Mellen discovered this when he was in the Mixed Race Association. He also used this ability to see his teacher swimming.

Now, he plans to use this ability to check whether he has affected any of the enemies in the past.

After all, this is about the rules for obtaining destiny.

Just this look made Mellen a little surprised.

The dark golden silk thread corresponding to Mrs. Chelsea was still quietly tied to the little finger of his left hand.

In the void in front of his left hand, a "group" of green silk threads rolled slowly like a ball of yarn, seemingly approaching Mellen's left hand.

But every time the ball of wool moved closer, it would be bounced away by the dark golden silk thread, as if it was being repelled.

Or... do you think they are not worthy of being placed alongside it?

This phenomenon is a bit strange, but this ability makes Melen confused, so he is too lazy to study this kind of thing without any clues.

He raised his wand and poked it into the "ball of wool" and pulled it a few times. He saw a few brown-red silk threads faintly present inside.

"So, the previous numbers already include my changes to the fate of some enemies?"

The brown-red silk thread is obviously more advanced than the green one, and Meren confirmed this.

So he stretched out his invisible third hand and touched one of them, intending to take a peek at the enemy.

This was originally just a random act by Meren. He was curious about what the enemies were doing now, but he didn't want to obtain any effective information.

After all, this ability is limited by his personality, and he can't actually see wizards who are higher than himself.

However, the next scene that came to his mind was a bit unexpected for Mellen.

…

"Ambush halfway? They are using us like donkeys!"

In a dark bedroom, a humanoid "mosaic" is sitting at the desk near the window, writing a paragraph on the surface of the book of secret words with a quill in his hand.

Mellen couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could see this text message clearly...

"How long have we just escaped capture? Half an hour!?"

"There's no other way. If we don't take advantage of the fact that the Chelsea lady can't spare her manpower, we'll have no chance after tonight."

A response came from the other side.

"Don't you want revenge on that bastard?"

"I think so." Humanoid Mosaic replied: "But I actually want to take revenge on that Kevin..."

"Just go ahead and dream!"

The person on the other side said unceremoniously: "The legitimate son of the Felix family, how can people like you and me take revenge just by saying revenge?

"If someone takes out any treasure from his body, I'm afraid I can beat you to death!"

"Then we can succeed in taking revenge on that bastard?"

"At least the chances are higher."

"I don't think so."

Humanoid Mosaic replied: "Let's not mention that he may have gone back. Even if he is still halfway, it is estimated that it will be difficult for us to retaliate against him."

"Why do you say that?"

"I always feel that that bastard is a bit like the hunter we met before, who chopped off Mark's head..."

"It's like, it's like, it's like, it's not like. What does it mean to be somewhat similar?"

"It was so dark at the time, and the guy's sword was shining brightly, so it would be great if I could see a shadow!"

"That's just a resemblance. It's not like you don't know the details of that kid. How old is he? How could he be an intermediate hunter?"

"That's right..."

Humanoid Mosaic was obviously convinced, "If it's really an intermediate hunter, even if the boss encounters it, he probably won't get any benefit, let alone ask us to ambush that guy."

"Speaking of the boss, he will actually follow us to ambush this time."

The other side responded: "Basically, the remaining people will go, and we will strive to achieve success with one blow."

"Boss will also go?"

Humanoid Mosaic paused when he saw this action. After a moment of silence, he slowly wrote a paragraph on the page.

"You know, most of our people died, but before carrying out the mission, it was unexpected that they left most of their family property and things with identification..."

"That's a huge fortune. If someone takes advantage of us to ambush us and steals the things..."

"you mean……"

The person on the other side understood instantly, and his "tone" was obviously moving.

"But it's impossible for the two of us to do it..."

"If you don't try, how will you know it can't be done?"

Humanoid Mosaic replied: "Basically all personnel are dispatched. Even if a few guards are left, they are no match for us."

"This is a huge opportunity!"

"But what if the boss puts those things on him..."

"Even if he hides some particularly valuable ones, there will also be many less valuable ones. The boss's magic pocket is big, but it's not boundless!"

"What should I do if I'm hunted down afterwards?"

"It's good if the boss doesn't get caught by Mrs. Chelsea. How can he still have the energy to chase us?"

"And this garbage organization treats people like donkeys. I don't want to stay here anymore!"

"Um……"

The man opposite didn't respond for a moment, obviously deep in thought.

Mellen also "looked" thoughtfully at the window next to the human-shaped mosaic desk.

The scenery outside the window is dark, but it still looks vaguely familiar...

I didn't see any useful information after that.

After exiting this perspective, Mellen recalled the scene he had seen before, and then looked at the suitcase at his feet containing the favorite boots of a famous thief in the wizarding world.

A thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

Although I was anxious to go back and deal with some things, how did I say that?

If God does not take it, you will suffer the consequences.

Luck breaks out and God gives you this opportunity. If you don't take advantage of it... isn't it a bit disrespectful?