You call this the mastermind?

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

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 expectation in mind, 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 before, but all the customized plans were abandoned."

He had obviously heard what happened at the banquet.

"It's a pity. If I had put in more effort, maybe you would be 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 hands 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 be able to help us someday, 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, Meren 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.

The three keys represented three hundred thousand grams of ghost dust. He felt that even though this was a lot of money, it was not much, right?

After all, he is also an association mentor. Why does the person in front of him seem to have never seen so much money?

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

"I was paid 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 what will happen specifically. He will have to contact Mrs. Chelsea later to discuss it.

But at the very 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 earned 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 spread it.

So you can unceremoniously imitate Jack Ma's words, Mellen has no interest 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 casual, but to others it had a completely different meaning.

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 that 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 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 he had a serious expression on his face and 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 had high hopes for him. Their current indifference was just because they were angry at him for not fighting and annoyed that he became depressed after encountering setbacks.

So when he heard that Arthur might have an accident, the middle-aged wizard, who was Arthur's childhood mentor, certainly couldn't pretend that nothing had happened. He was ready to report to the president of the association as soon as possible.

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

He walked and thought silently, "Arthur must not be hurt again."

...

On the other side, Mellen, who hurriedly left the Meteorological Association, turned around and forgot about the fact that he had scattered money.

After calling a four-wheeled taxi, he returned to the Half-Blood Association.

However, on the way, Mellen did not sit there idly. Instead, he put the suitcase Kevin gave him at his feet, and then opened the iron box with a little excitement.

An exquisite sapphire necklace came into his eyes.

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

First put the necklace on his neck, then Melen opened the magic book and looked at it.

Related information emerged -

[Do you want to consume a little life to learn the skill - Water Curse? ]

...

He silently thought in his heart, and the number corresponding to the green life changed from 34 to 33.

At the same time as a related memory emerged in Melen's mind, a little change also appeared in the life column -

[5, 33, 1]

Melen was stunned when he saw this, and then he was overjoyed.

This last life is different from the previous two colors. It is pure black, which is obviously higher than green and gray.

But this is not the point.

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

"Changing the fate of others will gain destiny, and changing yourself can also."

He is now certain of this.

"Unfortunately, there is no mirror now, and there is no way to see for sure whether my future death has disappeared..."

Muttering so, Melen did not regret anything.

I can't see it now, but I can see it when I return to the association later.

There's no rush.

As for what this black destiny is used for, Melen didn't want to use it now, and also planned to wait until he returned to conduct experiments.

However...

Staring at the 33 green destiny points sandwiched in the middle of the destiny column, Melen suddenly thought of something.

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

"Why is there no reaction here?"

"Didn't the teacher say that they were already dead, caught, and few escaped?"    "Is their original fate to be dead or caught?"

Because someone came to his house to make trouble before, Melen didn't have time to look at the fate of everyone at the banquet.

Now that he noticed this, he felt something was wrong.

So he thought about it, took out his portable wand, and put it into his third hand, allowing himself to enter the wizard's vision.

The surrounding environment became much gloomier. A pale and wet female ghost face was blending into the wooden carriage. Her expression was dull and she stared at Mellen without blinking.

That look was both gloomy and weird.

Every time he entered the wizard's vision, he could see these ghosts, but it was the first time he was so close.

Mellen looked at it sideways, then raised the wand in his hand and poked the other person's nostrils that seemed to be dripping.

A feeling of blockage and friction, as if he had really poked someone's nostrils, was quietly transmitted to his hand through the wand, which surprised him a little.

"Sorry."

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

There was no response, and the female ghost's expression was still dull.

But the pair of black eyes kept staring at Mellen, as if a dead head with eyes open was forced into the carriage.

Combined with the gurgling sound of the wheels rolling on the ground outside, it seemed to have a horror movie atmosphere.

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

Then, his eyes turned to his left hand.

He could change someone's fate by "spying" on that person through a mysterious thread.

Mellen discovered this when he was in the Mixed Blood Association, and 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 before.

After all, this is related to the rules of obtaining fate.

But this look surprised Mellen a little.

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

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

But every time this ball of yarn moved closer, it would be bounced away by the dark golden thread, as if it was repelling.

Or... do they think they are not worthy of being on the same level as it?

This phenomenon is a bit strange, but this ability has always been confusing to Melen, so he is too lazy to study this thing that has no clues at all.

After raising his wand and poking it into the "ball of yarn" for a few times, he saw a few brown-red threads faintly inside.

"So, the previous number already includes the changes I made to the fate of some enemies?"

The brown-red thread was obviously higher than the green one, and Melen was sure of this.

So he stretched out his invisible third hand to touch one of them, intending to spy on the enemy.

This was just a casual move by Melen, who was curious about what the group of enemies were doing now, but did not want to obtain any effective information.

After all, this ability was limited by his position, and he could not see wizards with higher levels than himself.

However, the picture that came to his mind next was a bit unexpected for Melen.

...

"Ambush halfway? This is using us like donkeys!"

In a dim bedroom, a human-shaped "mosaic" was sitting at a desk by the window, writing a paragraph on the surface of the secret book with a feather pen in his hand.

Mellen couldn't see his face, but he could see the text message clearly...

"How long have we just escaped from the pursuit? Half an hour!?"

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

A response came from the other side.

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

"I do." The humanoid mosaic replied: "But I actually want to take revenge on Kevin more..."

"Dream on!"

The other side said bluntly: "The eldest son of the Felix family, how can people like you and me take revenge just by saying so?

"If he takes out a treasure from his body, he will probably kill you directly!"

"Then can we take revenge on that bastard? "

"At least the chance is higher."

"I don't think so."

The humanoid mosaic replied: "Not to mention that he may have gone back, even if he is still on the way, we probably can hardly take revenge on him."

"Why do you say that? ”

“I always feel that bastard is a bit like the hunter we met before, who chopped off Mark’s head…”

“Similar means similar, not similar means not similar, what do you mean a bit similar?”

“It was so dark at the time, and the guy’s sword was flashing a strong light, I was lucky to see a shadow!”

“It’s just a resemblance, you know the details of that kid, how old is he? How could he be a mid-level hunter?”

“That’s right…”

The humanoid mosaic was obviously convinced, “If it’s really a mid-level hunter, even if the boss encounters it, it’s estimated that he won’t get any benefits, 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 all the remaining people will go, and we will try to make a success in one strike.”

“The boss will go too? ”

The humanoid mosaic paused when he saw this, and after a moment of silence, he slowly wrote a paragraph on the page.

“You know, most of our people died, but before the mission, they left most of their assets and identity items behind...”

“That’s a huge fortune. If someone steals the things while we are ambushing...”

“You mean...”

The other party understood it instantly, and his tone was obviously excited.

“But it’s unlikely that we can do it with just the two of us...”

“How do you know it can’t be done without trying?”

The humanoid mosaic replied: “Basically all the members are dispatched. Even if a few guards are left, they are no match for us at all.”

“This is a great opportunity!”

“But what if the boss puts those things on him...”

“Even if he hides some particularly valuable things, there will be many less valuable things. The boss’s magic pocket is big, but it’s not so big!”

“What if he is hunted down afterwards? ”

“It’s good enough that the boss wasn’t caught by Mrs. Chelsea. How can he have the energy to hunt us down?”

“Besides, this rubbish organization treats people like donkeys. I don’t want to stay here for a moment!”

“Hmm…”

The man opposite did not respond for a moment, obviously pondering.

Merlen also “looked” at the window next to the human-shaped mosaic desk thoughtfully.

The scenery outside the window was dark, but vaguely, it was still a little familiar...

There was no useful information afterwards.

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

In his mind, a thought suddenly flashed.

Although he was in a hurry to go back and deal with some things, how did the saying go?

If you don’t take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences.

Your luck exploded, and God gave you this opportunity. If you don’t take advantage of it...isn’t it a bit disrespectful?