You call this the mastermind?

Martin was originally very angry, or rather, very angry.

But he didn't cry out of grievance.

The reason why he cried out was that after experiencing so much exclusion and discrimination, even children could bully him, he wanted to complain to his grandfather through the Book of Secret Languages.

The first sentence the other party said to him was to ask him to take care of a newcomer named Mellen!

He didn't know who Mellen was at first, but he understood it instantly after being reminded.

Then he was shocked.

"Why should I take care of him?" Martin thought this was incredible.

That guy is now treated much better than himself, and he still asked me to take care of him?

Can you ask him to take care of me?

"This is what the lady meant."

Grandpa's reply instantly shattered Martin's resentment and surprise, and then he was at a loss after he had endured to the limit.

He didn't understand why that guy was related to the lady, and he didn't dare to ask.

Martin just felt that the world didn't know what was wrong, and it inexplicably began to target him everywhere.

Or, since he took this task, it seems that nothing good has happened to him!

First, he was blackmailed for a large sum of money, then he was treated differently, charged randomly, and assigned miscellaneous tasks...

After a disastrous day, he was suppressing his anger late at night, thinking about how to approach the illegitimate child.

As a result, he was framed as a bad seed by a group of extremely disgusting children, and then scolded by the mixed-blood dogs.

Not only that, he had to endure it for the mission.

It would be fine if he could endure it, but now even his family members are bullying him...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt suffocated, the more aggrieved he became, and then Martin couldn't control his tears.

As a result, before he could wipe his eyes a few times, the bastard who lived next door started knocking on the door, and then laughed at him with gloating.

If it weren't for what his grandfather said just now, Martin felt that he would definitely have picked up his fist and hit him.

But because he couldn't beat the other party, Martin's anger had reached the limit at this moment--

Although he had reached the limit several times before, this time the limit was particularly high, it contained humiliation, embarrassment, and a broken jar!

But the other party's words immediately afterwards made him, with his face flushed, stunned for a moment.

"They are deliberately provoking you."

After squeezing into the room and closing the door, he saw the black-haired peer in front of him said seriously: "I think you should know why."

What do you mean by deliberately provoking me?

If it weren't for the existence of you, how could I...

Being treated differently was completely reflected in the person in front of him, so Martin naturally regarded Mellen as the most hateful of the villains.

But at this moment, as soon as he had this thought, he suddenly came to his senses.

"Impossible!"

He shouted in disbelief, "I didn't do anything, how could I be exposed!?"

Good guy...

Mellen was a little confused when he heard this.

I just tricked you, and you admit that you came here for another purpose?

In fact, this is mainly because of what Grandpa Martin said before, which made Martin subconsciously put Mellen and Mrs. Chelsea in the same camp.

But Mellen didn't know this. He was now wondering if his plan needed to be revisited?

Although the dumber the target of a trick, the better, but too dumb is obviously not good...

"Of course it's not your problem."

It's too late to regret now, so Mellen can only continue.

"Obviously, they knew someone would come to them before you came here."

Mellen actually only knew that there were two groups of people behind Martin and Charlie's group, and nothing else.

But this did not prevent Mellen from pretending to know everything.

"And when you showed up, they immediately launched the corresponding plan."

"What plan?" Martin asked hurriedly.

At this moment, he not only lost his previous anger, but was very nervous.

Because if that group of people really deliberately angered him, then this proved that the assassination of the lady must be related to the illegitimate child and some people here!

Even his coming to investigate this matter had been predicted in advance!

While he was still thinking about how to approach the illegitimate child, the enemy had already set a trap, waiting for him to jump in!

"I wasn't sure before,"

Merlen said, "but now, I have guessed what they are going to do specifically."

"What?"

Martin swallowed unconsciously.

"..."

"Before that, I think you should answer me a question first."

Merlen couldn't help but say, "Isn't it Mrs. Chelsea behind you?"

He was shocked by such a smooth process.

Before coming, although he felt that the emotional preparation for the little round face in front of him was enough and the conversation would not be difficult, he didn't expect it to be so easy.

The man in front of him looked nervous, and obviously regarded himself as a life-saving straw...

But didn't he look down on himself before?

How could he believe his words so easily?

Considering that in the wizard world, except for that lady, Mellen had no other connections.      Considering that he wanted to join the Meteorological Association before, but was suddenly intercepted by someone...

He suspected that the guy in front of him might be related to the lady. Only by knowing something about his situation would he have a certain foundation of trust.

Martin didn't respond when he heard this. He just turned his book of secret words to the page of his grandfather, then picked it up and showed it to Mellen.

In the upper left corner, the bright Fox Boswell looked very familiar to Mellen. After looking at the "chat history" that existed because Martin did not reply, he instantly understood what was going on.

"really……"

"After going around and around, I got connected with that lady again...could this be fate?"

He couldn't help but have this thought in his mind.

Now it seems that he was able to join this mixed-race association obviously because of that lady.

But if he hadn't come back to get the water-related spell, he wouldn't have been involved again.

Does all this fit into his own destiny?

Mellen couldn't help but doubt this.

Considering that he couldn't escape death even after running so far before, he wondered if there was nothing he could do to change his fate.

Can you change the fate of others, but not your own?

In other words, all of my choices are actually on the expected route?

Is running away more in line with my destiny?

"No, if I can't change my destiny, then the way I die will not change..."

"However, although the method of death has changed, the calamity of death has not changed. This..."

"It seems that only by obtaining the water storage spell can we be completely sure..."

"Hey! Why don't you speak?"

The nervous cry of the little round face brought Meren back to his senses. Looking at the short fellow of the same age in front of him, he suddenly lost the interest in beating around the bush.

"You have been wronged here, and everyone actually sees it. This actually attracts some sympathy, but if something happens, this sympathy can quickly turn into suspicion."

"Think about it, you had a conflict with those children tonight, and then tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, people suddenly discovered that the children who had the conflict with you were either dead or missing. So, who will be the first suspect? ?”

"And if this suspicion is mixed with some clear evidence, then this matter..."

Mellen was a little distracted when he spoke, but Martin became more and more frightened as he listened, and finally couldn't help but curse.

"These bastards are so evil! They actually want to use a group of children to frame me!"

"What a bastard!"

"How could they be so cruel?!"

"Inform your grandpa."

Mellen sighed after hearing this, "This matter is very complicated, and there are other implications behind it. It cannot be solved at our level."

What he actually wants to say is that this matter is not something that your brain can solve, and rash actions will most likely make things even more confusing.

But it would be too hurtful to say that.

"OK!"

The little round-faced man nodded hurriedly, and then held Meron's hand, his face full of excitement and his tone full of fear.

"I apologize to you for my wrong attitude before, Mellen. I didn't expect you to be such a good person!"

"I almost fell into a pit, and it was full of spikes. I was almost scared to death. You just saved my life!"

"You won't die without help."

Mellen waved his hand and took his arm out of the other party's arms.

"It's not time to talk about this yet. I'm going back first. You have to be busy next, so I won't disturb you here."

He is now anxious to go back and see if he has gained any fortune. If not, it proves that this strategy has failed and needs to be changed urgently.

If so, then naturally turn on the movie-watching mode.

But before leaving, Mellen suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, you'd better not tell others what I'm reminding you."

He said to the little round face in a serious tone: "You are protected by your grandfather and Mrs. Chelsea, but I am not. I don't want to cause trouble."

"Absolutely not, don't worry!"

The little round-faced man nodded hurriedly, thinking that the madam has asked me to take care of you, why are you still calling the boss?

…

Mellen actually didn't understand why the lady would ask the little round face to take care of her through the old housekeeper.

It stands to reason that the fact that he came back this time and became a reserve wizard without visiting him is enough to make the other party ignore him, right?

Why does this attitude seem to make you closer?

Is she a masochist? The colder you treat her, the more excited will she be?

Thinking about some unrealistic ideas in his mind, Mellen walked back to the dormitory with anticipation, ready to check if he had any luck.

It's a pity that today's accident is not over yet.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw a short figure sitting dignifiedly on the sofa in the living room reading a book.

Hearing the noise, the figure turned his head and looked over, revealing a petite face filled with suspicion.

"You asked me to help teach that little round face tonight, but you just ran to see that little round face again..."

"You kid, aren't you doing something?"

This guy is obviously here to ask for money.

Looking at the other party's presence, Mellen showed a gentle smile on his face.

The child is still too young.

Today I’m going to let you take a look at what the old man who has troubled countless modern people is.