MTL - You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes?-Chapter 40 Others are stunned before it starts

"Something's wrong..."

In the banquet hall, a lot of eyes were focused on him, which made Merron even more confused.

The tall, brown-haired young man at his feet was wailing in pain, and the noisy crowd around him were also pointing at him.

Some people are criticizing his brutality, but there are also well-meaning people who are defending him.

However, Meren's attention at the moment was on the cat-face mask that fell to the ground.

The girl in the blue dress deliberately came to him to touch the porcelain, and then a group of "flower guardians" jumped out...

This scene is very old-fashioned, and Merron immediately recognized that it must be a trap prepared by Xiao Huangmao.

So he didn't feel any surprise at all.

What caught Merron off guard was the mask on his face when he knocked down the strong young man with less than three points of strength.

He can be sure that this thing was buckled very tightly before, so Meren felt that no matter how big his movements were, he couldn't get rid of it.

But now, the impossible happens...

Although it's a small thing, it's possible that it's just an accident.

But Merron, who was cautious by nature, suddenly became more vigilant, and even had a hazy guess from it.

That is, the attack that is about to happen here may not be a single event, but a connection with the events he has experienced in the past—

He used to wonder how he would die wherever he went, but he didn't think much about it at the time.

But now, the mask that fell, and the inexplicable voice of the waiter that I hadn't figured out before.

It made Merron doubtful that the starting point of the next disaster might fall on his head!

He had reason to doubt it.

The assassination of Mrs Chelsea for unknown reasons. But combined with the incident of the Mixed-Blood Association, it seems that the purpose of the man behind the scenes is to divide the mixed-blood and pure-blooded.

And now, as a mixed-blood, he is in the middle of a group of pure-bloods, and is about to be suppressed by a top pure-blooded child...

So will there be people who want to use this to fuel the flames and make things worse?

From this, it can be imagined, could that person be the murderer behind the assassination of Mrs. Chelsea and the Mixed-Blood Association incident?

"You—you not only soiled the dress my mother sewed for me, but you even hit someone..."

At the same time that Meren realized something, the girl who touched porcelain not far away was still accusing him with a crying voice.

Several flower-guarding messengers around the girl also took out their wands one after another and glared at him, as if they were planning to do something at any time.

The commotion was getting louder and louder, and more and more people gathered around to watch the fun.

Even on the second floor of the hall, there are quite a few heads sticking out and looking down...

"Okay, say sorry to your mother for me."

Under the noisy discussion, Melon's words were not so clear, but they barely reached the ears of the other party.

"Do you really know or pretend you don't?"

A flower guardian angrily accused him: "Evelyn's mother passed away last year!"

"...I regret that."

"For such a big disaster, it's enough for you to say sorry!?"

"Then why don't I go to her mother's side to help sweep the grave?"

Responding to the angry accusations that he thought were just a few fools, Merron's attention was mainly on the people around him.

The matter has already affected him, and obviously there is no way to avoid it, but Mellon doesn't feel that he needs to follow the script set by some people honestly.

He was ready to stall for time, waiting for help.

That's right, help.

Although he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen before he came, Meren didn't forget that his wife promised him before that he would send people to protect him at the banquet.

Of course, it wasn't the help he was counting on, because he didn't think Madam expected what would happen here.

So that helper is not expected to be very strong.

But not strong does not mean the brain is not alert.

In such a banquet that is not a direct conflict, it is impossible for Madam to send a stupid guy to carry out the protection task.

So as long as Mellon can successfully pass some kind of "signal" to the other party, the protector may send the "signal" to Mrs. Chelsea for assistance.

If the action goes well, then the next thing is a matter between the bosses, and he is responsible for hiding and watching the play.

"It doesn't matter if procrastination fails..."

Using his perception of other people's emotions, Melon found a few suspicious people from the crowd, which made him nervous and secretly prepared for some kind of mentality.

"It wasn't me who died anyway."

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Merron, who was standing in the same place, was thinking about things in his heart, so he didn't speak for a while, but his previous yin and yang response attracted dissatisfaction from some onlookers.

However, correspondingly, there has always been a wave of well-meaning people helping him refute these accusations.

Especially on the second floor of the hall, the masked girl who came with Eliza.

At the moment, she was lying on the fence and yelling down, constantly mocking that the porcelain-touching girl named Evelyn was deliberately leaning on others in order to take advantage of others.

It almost made the girl cry from fake cry to real cry.

Kevin, who was secretly observing the situation in the hall, felt uncomfortable for a while.

Although the girl had a very good attitude towards him before, and even helped him to ease the atmosphere, that attitude was not as enthusiastic as this one is now.

They are still old acquaintances, and the **** is just a stranger, so...

"This guy is really cunning."

Kevin said to his friend beside him in a depressing tone: "Seeing that the opportunity is not good, I even threw off my mask, and a group of superficial women really eat this set..."

"Cunning indeed."

Jim narrowed his eyes and replied, "After realizing that the situation is not right, he can decisively use his own advantages to regain momentum... I have to say, your **** brother is still a little smart."

What do you call my **** brother?

Kevin frowned.

If you want to remove the title of brother, are you saying that I am a bastard?

Feeling that his friend seemed to be mad at him, Kevin was a little baffled.

But after years of friendship, he was inclined to be too sensitive, so he asked, "Won't it affect the plan?"

"of course not."

Jim said in a relaxed tone: "We just want to blow his self-confidence. It doesn't matter whether his reputation is good or bad. Moreover, the more people he attracts now, the more embarrassed he will feel when he faces failure next."

When speaking, the situation on the field has changed.

The downed young man was dragged up, and a "friend" of the young man jumped out to invite him to a duel because he was dissatisfied with Melun's rude methods—

The person who originally sent out the duel should be the young man who was knocked down. Who would have thought that the illegitimate child would be so savage, he killed the important supporting role before the script was successfully staged.

So had to let the backup staff play.

"Who is this person and what are his abilities?"

The wizard who invited the duel was a short boy with a mask on his face, so he couldn't see clearly, but when he stood opposite the illegitimate child, he was naturally a little shorter.

Kevin was a little suspicious that he would also be thrown down by the **** at once.

"Mike Cullen, you must have heard of his name," Jim replied confidently.

"Is that the little lunatic who takes pleasure in challenging others?"

"You should say, a genius duelist who has challenged 427 young wizards and never failed."

"I did hear that he seems to be very good at basic duels..."

Kevin wasn't sure—he didn't pay much attention to this sort of thing.

"You can remove the word seeming."

"Okay... but his teacher, isn't that the chief dueling master of the Wizarding Duel Club?"

Kevin asked in confusion, "How did you instruct him?"

"Of course I can't instruct him to move him."

Jim's mouth curled when he heard the words, and his tone was smug: "I just made a bet with him. I bet Thales will challenge a half-blood, but Thales will fail."

Thales is the strong man who was knocked down with one punch. He is still covering his face, or mourning while covering his cheeks. It is estimated that he can't keep his teeth.

"And then Mike bet that Thales would win?" Kevin raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Yes, they have a good relationship, and they have had duel practice before."

Jim nodded, "Although the process is a little different, he has lost the bet now, so he must stand up and challenge the bastard."

"You are really cunning." Kevin exclaimed.

According to normal circumstances, Thales' challenge to the **** may not necessarily lose, but even if he wins, it is just a bet.

And if he loses, he will just bring Mike on the field.

It is equivalent to saying that Jim used money in disguise to drive Mike, who was not interested in money, and the other party didn't even notice it.

cunning?

Jim was stunned when he heard the word, and then became unhappy.

I'm spending so much time now, isn't it all for you?

As a result, you use this word to judge me...

He doesn't really take this kind of thing seriously.

But today, after seeing some details, Jim suddenly felt that the relationship between himself and his friends might not be so good...

So the words that were indifferent before sounded a bit harsh now.

Kevin didn't think there was any irony in what he said, so he didn't pay attention to the abnormal expression of his friend.

Standing high on the second floor and staring at the hall below, he was full of anticipation.

Of course, the duel between wizards cannot be like the previous illegitimate children, UU reading www.uukanshu.com directly punching people.

In fact, the normal duel between wizards and wizards needs to rely on a series of magic called "Basic Wizarding Duel".

There are greasy spells that make the soles of enemies slippery, and sober spells that make one's mind more flexible.

But there are two most important things.

The same is a special protective shield that isolates the dueling field from the outside world.

On the other hand, it is a Bounce Spell that can knock people into the air, but does not cause the slightest damage.

The special shield can only protect the magic of this series, preventing the magic of both sides from flying around during a duel and hitting the onlookers.

And if one of the wizards in the duel is hit by the Bounce Spell, it means defeat.

To put it simply, this basic duel is actually about the speed of casting and dodging between wizards.

In other words, the competition is a wizard's reaction speed.

Kevin would not underestimate the illegitimate child for no reason, especially after he was tricked with a lot of pocket money.

But he didn't think the other party's reaction speed was comparable to that of any wizard from a pure-blood family.

Because compared to mixed blood, pure blood wizards are generally much better in terms of physical fitness.

If you want to describe it, a pure-blood wizard is a complete wizard, while a half-blood wizard can only be regarded as a half wizard.

This defect is reflected in the physique, but also in the talent.

How can a half be a whole?

With this thought in mind, he saw the illegitimate son agree to the duel invitation, and then took out his wand.

The smile on Kevin's face suddenly froze.

Not only him, but the short wizard at the scene who was good at dueling, after seeing the wand in Mellen's hand, he was instantly stunned on the spot.