You call this a black hand?

At night, the lights of Ernest Manor are bright. Due to many things tonight, a large number of servants are busy and have no time to rest.

But far away from the manor, over the city limits, bursts of thunder could be heard.

That direction was so close to the train track area that some ordinary people who were sleeping lightly thought there was an accident or even an explosion on a steam train after being awakened.

But in fact, it was just Mrs. Chelsea's men who, following a pre-planned plan, began to attack another group of enemies who were preparing to ambush.

Mrs. Chelsea originally took a fancy to this attack, but at this moment, she had long forgotten it.

She was standing by the pool in a remote courtyard inside the Ernest Manor. She was lowering her head and staring at a ring pendant tightly held in her hand. Her face was expressionless and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.

"Why, aren't you willing to admit that you are alive today just because of luck?"

Seeing her silence, a burst of mocking words came from the void around the pendant.

"Or are you unwilling to admit that you, who are so powerful, have been helped by a little boy so often that you barely appeared in front of me?"

"The Matter of Mary's Parents,"

Mrs. Chelsea spoke, and her hoarse voice sounded quite similar to the other person's voice.

"Did you tell her?"

"certainly."

The voice replied, "It's a pity that she didn't poison you. It's all thanks to your little apprentice."

"What happened in the Mixed-blood Association, were you also behind the scenes?"

"Most of the key points of that strategy are actually in the follow-up, but it was destroyed by your apprentice before it even started."

The voice said with a hint of regret: "Otherwise, I can see the famous pirate king coming to make a fuss about Graham. I think it will be very lively."

"Are you so sure that he sabotaged all those things before?"

The lady's tone was indifferent, and there was no emotion on her face, "Or are you just making excuses for your failure?"

"If it hadn't happened tonight, of course I wouldn't be sure."

The voice chuckled: "He is very smart, and he even knows how to bring the Felix family to the stage to help him avoid disaster."

"It's just that no matter how smart he is, he would never have thought that when Kevin came to discuss the suppression plan with the boy from the Ernest family, I was secretly observing him."

"Kevin didn't look like he was lying at the time, so it's obvious that he was just a fool, and what your apprentice said tonight was just a bunch of lies."

"So smart, there are still shadows of him in the two past incidents. If it wasn't your apprentice who ruined my plans, who could it be?"

"He is not my apprentice," said Mrs. Chelsea.

"Of course he is."

The voice said: "Since what happened at tonight's banquet was not a collaboration between the two of them, it can only be led by your apprentice."

"When he was in danger, he wanted to ask you for help, and you immediately discovered his distress signal and rushed over without hesitation... I am actually more willing to guess that the relationship between you is that of mother and son or even lovers.

,pity……"

There was a hint of regret in this voice, which made Mrs. Chelsea frown unconsciously.

"So, you actually led me here on purpose tonight?"

"Huh? It seems you are not too stupid."

"What's the purpose?"

"You think I talk so much,"

The other party asked pointedly, "What do you want to do?"

Mrs. Chelsea tensed up when she heard this, but remained silent on the surface.

However, the other party did not give her room to remain silent.

"A little boy was lucky enough to save the life of a wizard sister at a banquet. In order to repay him, the wizard sister brought him into the world of wizards."

"Sister Wizard believes that since she brought the boy in, she should have the responsibility to take care of him."

The voice seemed to be telling a story, even in a low tone.

"But before she could do anything to help, the little boy helped the wizard sister solve a big problem."

"This made the wizard sister feel a little complicated. She also saw that the little boy was very talented, so she wanted to accept him as an apprentice and prepare to teach her carefully."

"However, before the wizard sister could put in the effort to train her apprentice, the little boy as an apprentice actually helped the wizard sister a big favor again... At this time, what was the wizard sister thinking about?"

"Are you thinking that since your apprentice is so smart and talented, I must give him the best educational resources and do my best to help him grow up quickly?"

"It's just that at this time, the wizard sister has forgotten that she has many enemies in the wizarding world, and now, there is an enemy who is a little angry because of the little apprentice's successive troubles..."

"Who are you?" Mrs. Chelsea, who was listening silently, suddenly asked.

It's a pity that the other party didn't pay attention to her question, but just kept talking to himself.

"So just when the wizard sister thought she had won a victory, her dear little apprentice suddenly died!"

"The cause of death was due to the help he had given her. In other words, it was precisely because of the victory of the wizard sister that her apprentice would die..."

"Isabella, imagine if you were the wizard sister at this time, how would you feel?"

"Who are you?" Mrs. Chelsea asked again, her tone cold.

"He will have a very wonderful way to die. Isabella, guess what the wizard sister will think when she hears the way her apprentice dies?"

"Who are you anyway?"

"Or is it that the wizard sister will spend a lot of effort to protect him? Even if she is seriously injured, she will protect him?"

"Hmm... It's unlikely. After all, in this wizarding world, how many people can the wizard sister really care about?"

"you--"

"But I'm really looking forward to it. That cute little boy will become one of them. This will make me very excited. After all-"

"Enough!"

Mrs. Chelsea suddenly crushed the pendant in her hand, her face was angry, and she said every word:

"Lidya, my dear sister, how long will you continue to act nonsense?!"

The surroundings fell into silence, except for the faint footsteps and conversations of the servants in the manor, there was no sound at all.

It seemed that as the pendant was destroyed, the sound could no longer be heard.

However, this is not the case.

"Are you finally done playing dumb, Isabella?"

After being silent for a long time, the hoarse voice suddenly laughed.

"Unfortunately, it's too late."

"Meron Gilbert will be the first person to die because of you, but he will never be the last. Isabella, my cruel sister, look forward to it."

"Or do you have the ability to stop me?"

The sound gradually became quieter and eventually disappeared completely.

The person behind it has obviously "left" here.

Mrs. Chelsea stopped where she was for a long time, her face uncertain.

After a while, she walked towards the outside of the manor.

"Want to go back to the manor, ma'am?"

Seeing her figure appear, the coachman who stayed outside the gate of the manor came forward to ask.

Mrs. Chelsea paused upon hearing this, and after a moment of silence, she entered the carriage compartment.

"Madam?" the coachman outside asked again.

"Go to the Half-Blood Association."

she responded.