"Something is wrong......"

In the banquet hall, a large number of eyes converged on him, making Mellen's heart more and more confused.

The tall, brown-haired young man at his feet was wailing in pain, and the noisy crowd around him was pointing fingers at him, some criticizing his barbaric behavior, but others were defending him.

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

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

This scene is very old-fashioned, and Mellen immediately recognizes that it must be a trap prepared by Little Yellow Fur.

So he didn't feel any surprises.

What caught Mellen off guard was that when he knocked down the sturdy young man with less than three points of strength, the mask on his face fell off.

He was sure that this thing had been buckled very tightly before, so Melen felt that no matter how big his movements were, it would be impossible to get rid of it.

Now, however, the impossible has emerged......

Although this is just a small matter, it may just be an accident, but Melen, who is cautious by nature, suddenly raised his vigilance, and even had a hazy guess from this.

That is, the upcoming attack here may not be a single incident, but a series of events that he has experienced in the past-

He had wondered how he would die wherever he went, but he didn't think much of it at the time.

But now, the fallen mask, and the inexplicable waiter's voice that he hadn't figured out before, made Melen suspect that the starting point of the next disaster might fall on his head!

He had reason to doubt that.

The reason for the assassination of Mrs. Chelsea is unknown. But combined with the Half-Blood Association, it seems that the purpose of the person behind the scenes is to separate the half-blood from the pure-blood.

And now, his half-breed is in a group of purebloods, and he is about to be suppressed by a top pure-blood......

So will anyone want to take advantage of this to add fuel to the fire and make things bigger?

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

"You-you not only soiled the dress that my mother sewed for me, but you even beat someone......"

While Melen was enlightened, the girl not far away was still accusing him in a crying voice.

Several flower messengers around the girl also took out their wands one after another, and opened their eyes at him angrily, as if they were ready to do it at any time.

The commotion of the incident is getting bigger and bigger, and the crowd of people who are surrounding to watch the excitement is gathering more and more.

Even on the second floor of the hall, there were many heads poking out and looking down......

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

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

"Do you really not know or do you pretend not to understand?"

A flower messenger angrily accused him, "Evelyn's mother passed away last year!" ”

“…… I regret that. ”

"It's such a big disaster, just say a word of regret to you!?"

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

Responding to what he saw as nothing more than a few fools, Mellen's attention was focused on the crowd around him.

It's already happening to herself, and there's obviously no way to avoid it, but Mellen doesn't feel like she needs to follow the script that some people have made.

He was ready to stall and wait for help to appear.

That's right, help.

Although he didn't expect such a thing to happen before he came, Mellen didn't forget that his wife had promised him that he would send people to the banquet to protect him.

Of course, he wasn't counting on that help, for he didn't think Madame had expected anything to happen here.

So the help is not expected to be very strong.

Just because you're not strong doesn't mean you're not smart.

In such a banquet situation, which is not a direct conflict, it is impossible for Madame to send a stupid fellow to carry out the task of protection.

So as long as Melen can successfully send some kind of "signal" to the other party in the future, then the protector may turn the "signal" to Mrs. Chelsea for help.

If the action goes well, then the next thing is between the big guys, and he is responsible for hiding and watching the show.

"It doesn't matter if the delay fails......"

Using his perception of other people's emotions, Melen spotted several suspicious people from the crowd, which made him nervous and secretly prepared.

"It's not me who died anyway."

……

Mellen, who was standing in place, pondered things in his heart, so he didn't speak for a while, but his previous yin and yang response caused some accusations of dissatisfaction from the onlookers.

But correspondingly, there is always a wave of well-wishers who help him refute these accusations.

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

She was now lying on the fence and yelling downward, constantly taunting the porcelain girl named Evelyn for deliberately leaning on someone else, in order to take advantage of others.

It's almost the girl who went from fake crying to real crying.

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

Although the previous girl's attitude towards him was very good, and even helped him to ease the atmosphere, that attitude was not as enthusiastic as this one showed now.

They are still old acquaintances, and the bastard is just a stranger, and he ......

"This guy is cunning enough."

Kevin said to his friend next to him in a depressed tone: "Seeing that the opportunity is not good, I actually touched my mask off, and it turned out that a group of superficial women really ate this set......"

"Very cunning indeed."

Jim squinted his eyes and replied, "After sensing that the situation is not right, he can decisively use his advantage to save the momentum...... I have to say, your bastard brother is still a little clever. ”

What do you call me this bastard brother?

Kevin frowned.

If you want to remove the title of brother, aren't you talking about me as a bastard?

Feeling like his friend is being weird to him, Kevin is a little baffled.

But years of friendship made him inclined to think that this was because he was too sensitive, so he asked, "Won't it affect the plan?" ”

"Of course not."

Jim said in a relaxed tone, "We just want to break his self-confidence, and his reputation doesn't matter what he has." Moreover, the more people he has courted now, the more embarrassed he will feel when he faces defeat next. ”

As he spoke, the situation in the field had changed.

The downed young man was dragged up, and one of the young man's "friends" jumped out to invite him to a duel because he was dissatisfied with Mellen's brutal methods—

The person who originally sent out the duel should have been the young man who was defeated, who would have thought that the illegitimate child would be so barbaric, and he killed the important supporting role before the script was successfully staged.

So the backup personnel had to go on the field.

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

The one who invited the duel was a short boy with a mask on his face that he couldn't see clearly, but when he stood opposite the bastard, he was naturally a head shorter.

Kevin was a little skeptical that he would also be brought down by the bastard.

"Mike Cullen, you've definitely heard of his name." Jim replied confidently.

"Is that little madman who takes pleasure in challenging others?"

"You should say that it is a talented duelist who has challenged four hundred and twenty-seven young wizards and has never been defeated."

"I've heard that he seems to be very good at basic dueling......"

Kevin wasn't quite sure - he had little attention to this kind of thing.

"You can get rid of the word seeming."

"Okay...... But isn't his teacher the chief dueling master of the wizarding dueling club? ”

Kevin wondered, "How did you instruct him?" ”

"Of course I can't command him."

When Jim heard this, the corners of his mouth curled, and he said in a smug tone: "I just made a bet with him, I bet that Tails will challenge a half-blood, but Tails will definitely lose." ”

Tails is the strong man who was knocked down by a punch, and now he is still covering his face, or wailing with his cheeks, and it is estimated that he can't save a mouthful of teeth.

"And then Mike bet that Tails would win?" Kevin asked, raising an eyebrow.

"That's right, they have a good relationship, and they have practiced dueling before."

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

"You're cunning enough." Kevin sighed.

Under normal circumstances, Tails doesn't necessarily lose, but even if he wins, it's just a matter of betting.

And if he loses, it just leads to Namike's play.

It is equivalent to saying that Jim used money in disguise to drive Mike, who would not have taken a fancy to money, and the other party was unaware of it.

Cunning?

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

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

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

Normally, he didn't take this kind of thing seriously.

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

So what used to be an indifferent word now sounds a bit harsh.

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

Standing high on the second floor, his eyes were full of anticipation as he gazed down the hall below.

Of course, it is impossible for a duel between wizards to directly use their fists to hit people like bastards before.

In fact, normal duels between wizards and wizards rely on a series of magic called the Basic Wizard Duel Method.

The magic in the series includes greasy charms that make the soles of your enemies' feet slip, as well as lucid charms that make your mind more flexible.

But there are two most important things.

One is a special shield to isolate the duel arena from the outside world, and the other is a bounce spell that can knock people away when hit on people, but will not cause the slightest damage.

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

And if one of the wizards in the duel is hit by the Flying Charm, then it means defeat.

To put it simply, this basic duel competition is actually about spellcasting and evasion speed between wizards.

In other words, it's a contest of a wizard's reaction speed.

Kevin didn't underestimate the bastard for no reason, especially after being cheated with a lot of pocket money.

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

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

If you have 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 deficiency is as much a manifestation of physique as it is of talent.

How can half be compared to a whole?

With this in mind, he immediately saw that the bastard agreed to the duel's invitation, and then pulled out his wand.

The smile on Kevin's face froze suddenly.

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