You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes?

In the dark, the lights of Ernest Manor were bright. Due to many things tonight, a large number of servants were busy and had no time to rest.

In the sky above the city boundary far from the manor, there was a rumble of thunder.

That direction was so close to the train track area that some ordinary people who were light sleepers were awakened, thinking that a certain steam train had an accident or even exploded.

But in fact, it was just Mrs. Chelsea's subordinates, who started to attack another group of enemies who were preparing to ambush according to a pre-made plan.

Mrs. Chelsea had taken a fancy to the attack, but at this moment, she had long forgotten about it.

Standing by the pool in a remote courtyard inside Ernest Manor, she was lowering her head, staring at a ring pendant tightly clasped in her palm, expressionless, unable to see what she was thinking.

"Why, don't you want to admit that you have survived until now just because of luck?"

Seeing her silence, there was a sarcasm in the void around the pendant.

"Or, you don't want to admit that you are so powerful that you are often helped by a little boy, so you barely appear in front of my eyes?"

"Mary's parents,"

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

"You told her?"

"certainly."

The voice replied, "Unfortunately, she didn't poison you, thanks to your little apprentice."

"What happened in the Mixed-Blood Association was also led by you 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 started."

The voice was a little regretful: "Otherwise, I can see the famous pirate king running to make a scene of Graham, I think it must be very lively."

"You can be so sure that he destroyed those things before?"

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

"If it wasn't for what happened tonight, of course I couldn't be sure."

The voice chuckled: "He is very smart, and even knows to bring the Felix family to the stage to help him prevent disasters."

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

"Kevin didn't look like he was lying, so obviously he was just a fool, and what your apprentice said tonight was just a temporary lie."

"So smart, there are still his shadows in the past two things. If it wasn't your apprentice who broke my plan, who else could it be?"

"He's not my apprentice," said Mrs Chelsea.

"Of course he is."

The voice said: "Since the matter at the banquet tonight is not the cooperation of 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 discovered the distress signal he sent for the first time, and rushed over without hesitation... I actually prefer to guess that the relationship between you is a mother and son or even a lover, pity…"

This voice was a little regretful, and Mrs. Chelsea frowned unconsciously.

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

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

"What about the purpose?"

"You think I'm talking so much,"

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

Mrs. Chelsea's heart tightened when she heard the words, but she remained silent on the surface.

However, the other party did not give her room for silence.

"A little boy fortunately saved the life of a wizard sister at a banquet, and in order to repay him, the wizard sister brought him into the wizarding world."

"The wizard sister believes that since she brought the boy in, she should have a responsibility to take care of him."

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

"However, before she could help out, the little boy helped the wizard sister to solve a big problem."

"This makes the wizard sister feel a little complicated, and seeing that the little boy is very talented, so I want to accept him as an apprentice and prepare to teach me carefully."

"However, before the wizard sister made the effort to train her own apprentice, the little boy who was an apprentice actually helped the wizard sister again... At this time, what was the wizard sister thinking?"

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

"It's just 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 the elementary school apprentices are making troubles one after another..."

"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 talked there on his own.

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

"The cause of death is due to the many times he has helped her, or it is precisely because of the victory of the wizard sister that her apprentice will die..."

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

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

"He's going to die in a very wonderful way. Isabella, guess what the wizard sister would have thought when she heard about the way her apprentice died?"

"who are you?"

"Or, the wizard sister will spend a lot of effort to protect him? Willing to protect him with serious injuries?"

"Well...it's unlikely~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After all, in this wizarding world, how many people can the wizard sister really care about?"

"What the **** are you-"

"But I'm really looking forward to that, that cute little boy will be one of them, which 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:

"Lydia, my dear sister, how long will you be fooling around?!"

The surroundings fell into silence, except that the busy footsteps and conversations of the servants in the manor could be vaguely heard, 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.

"Have you finally stopped playing stupid, Isabella?"

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

"Unfortunately, it's too late."

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

"Or, are you capable of stopping me?"

The sound gradually becomes smaller and eventually disappears completely.

The person behind has apparently "left" here.

Mrs. Chelsea stood there for a long time, her face uncertain.

After a long while, she stepped out of the manor.

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

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

Mrs. Chelsea paused when she heard the words, and after a moment of silence, entered the carriage of the carriage.

"Madam?" the coachman outside asked again.

"Go to the Half-Blood Association."

she responded.