You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes? Chapter 7

The determination was firm, but when Mellon went to the appointment, he was honest like a good baby.

Guided by the housekeeper, he walked around the building complex behind the manor for a while, and he finally arrived at the place.

Obviously, this was a relatively private exchange.

At this moment, Mrs. Chelsea was sitting in a small but bright and beautifully furnished study.

Mellon was a little surprised by this.

Because the decoration style of this study is very similar to his own, with the same red floor and solid wood desk, and the surrounding walls are also filled with brown-red bookcases.

Even on the wall behind Mrs., there is also an oil painting.

It's just that Mellen's oil painting depicts a dignified lady, while Mrs. Chelsea's is a middle-aged female knight wearing a crown, a gorgeous cloak, and a long sword.

"Catherine III, the eldest daughter of Fielding the Conqueror 700 years ago, united the two kingdoms of Gunther and Norton into the great emperor of the Northern Empire."

Seeing Mellen staring at the oil painting, the lady sitting behind the desk gave a light explanation, and then motioned Mellen to sit across from her.

What she is wearing today is not the cumbersome dress from last night, but a relatively homely black dress with a tight waist and long sleeves showing the gold silk underlay, which matches her long, slightly curly golden hair. , looks very beautiful.

Combined with the crown on the oil painting on his head behind him, Melon had the illusion that he was visiting a noble queen.

However, when the "Queen" used her white, slender fingers to pick up a silver coffee pot in the corner of the desk and poured a cup of coffee for Mellon, this feeling disappeared.

"Nice to see you again, Mr. Gilbert."

"Perhaps you understand why I invited you tonight?"

The hoarse voice made Merenne tighten, but on the surface he shook his head blankly.

"Sorry, I thought it was a banquet like yesterday. Before I came, I didn't expect you to meet me alone on this occasion, madam..."

Although he didn't know what catastrophe the person in front of him had experienced today, Melon didn't think that his predictive ability would be discovered by the other party.

After all, it wasn't a direct reminder, and what happened last night was more of a coincidence.

As for admitting yesterday that he did it on purpose?

Mellon never thought of such a thing.

Not to mention that he is still not sure what that kind of predictive ability means in this world. Even if he can be sure that this ability will not cause harm, he does not think it is easy to reveal his own details to a stranger who is not familiar but very strong. Humans have brains.

Although he had just saved the stranger's life.

Mrs. Chelsea didn't ask any more questions about this, but just gave Mellen a deep look.

"Then let's get straight to the point."

"To put it simply, what you did yesterday inadvertently reminded me, and saving me from someone else's plot today is equivalent to saving my life."

"And my family pursues an exchange of equal value. If you save me, I must repay your kindness."

"So, what do you want?"

Mellen was surprised by the directness of her words.

But if you think about it carefully, people of this level probably won't have the thought of chatting with little people like themselves, and it is more efficient to just point it out.

So after hesitating for a while, he said, "There is a question that has been bothering me for a long time, but I have never found an answer. I think maybe you should know about it."

"what is the problem?"

Mrs. Chelsea asked calmly.

As a powerful wizard, she didn't think the problems that plagued the boy in front of her could be a big problem.

At most, it involves some mysterious phenomena or the like, or involves secrets between certain people.

What else could it be?

Immediately after, she saw Merron put a book on the desk in front of her.

Under the bright lights, the title of the book was reflected in Mrs. Chelsea's eyes, and the impact was not small.

She fell silent.

"I hope you don't misunderstand."

Seeing that she didn't speak for a while, Meren explained in a low voice, "It's just that I don't understand, is there really such a way of dying in the world?"

"If so, how can we avoid it?"

Although she had already made a decision before she came, Melun actually wanted to be more euphemistic. After all, it was easy for the other party to misunderstand that she was teasing her.

But since the other party is so straightforward right now, Merron has nothing to be ashamed of.

"Is this important to you?"

The lady asked hesitantly.

Her hesitation was obviously not because of the question itself, but because she seemed to think of something, so Merron nodded hurriedly.

"Because my family has been thinking about my future marriage recently, I have to figure it out in advance."

"If I can't figure this out, I definitely won't get married."

"That's just horrible!"

The boy's expression was firm, and there seemed to be a deep fear in the depths of those pure blue eyes, as if he was very worried about his future.

Mrs. Chelsea didn't speak any more, just looked at Melen suspiciously, not knowing what she was thinking.

Merlin was a little nervous seeing this.

The lady in front of him was the object of his suspicions, but in fact, Melon wasn't sure that she was really her.

However, at this time, the attitude of the other party...

The study was quiet for a while, and then there was no movement, and a maid knocked on the door and walked in.

And in the silver plate in her hand, there was a shabby and heavy light yellow parchment book quietly placed.

The title was written in a script Merron did not recognize, and it looked a bit like a hieroglyph.

Merron's heart beat faster.

Although I don't know the title of the book, the appearance of the maid has clearly proved that Mrs. Chelsea's next words will inevitably involve the mysterious realm of this world!

"It's called Sun Knight Breathing."

After putting the book on the desk, the lady did not explain too much, but changed the conversation.

"Do you believe that magic exists in this world?"

"I didn't believe it before, but now..."

Merron said hesitantly: "This lady's appearance is obviously because of your order, but I didn't hear you speak just now..."

"very good."

Madam was very satisfied that Mellon was not taken aback - when some people heard about this kind of thing, their first reaction was often disbelief or deception.

"So, what do you think the origin of magic is?"

"Could it be because of this book?"

"Accurately speaking, it's this kind of book."

Mrs Chelsea said: "Initially, the Cavaliers found that when they used a certain breathing rate and posture training, their exercise effect increased rapidly."

"One of the very powerful knights, after training this method to the extreme, found himself suddenly awakened by a special power that can take objects from the air."

"The first wizard was born."

Teleportation?

Merlen blinked.

I can do this too...

Could the "third hand" be the medium for being a wizard?

What he was thinking was not revealed.

On the surface, Meren said with a deep expression on his face: "You mean that as long as I practice this breathing method to the extreme and become a wizard, I won't have that kind of trouble?"

"You're half right."

Madam shook her head and said, "But you can't practice it to the extreme, and you can't become a wizard."

"why?"

"The first wizard was born in a family of knights. His ancestors never interrupted the practice of breathing, but it was not until he, the tenth generation heir, that he finally practiced breathing to the extreme."

"What do you think this is for?"

"...Blood inheritance?"

"clever."

A smile appeared on the lady's face.

"The practice of each generation of his ancestors is subtly changing his own bloodline. Through reproduction, this bloodline will have a certain chance to be passed on to future generations. After accumulating ten generations, it is worthy of a unique power. The wizard is born."

"Tell me, what should you do to be comparable to the efforts of other people's families for ten lifetimes?"

Melon didn't speak, but pursed his lips unconsciously, as if he was a little unconvinced.

But this reaction is normal.

Many people from ordinary families will think that they will be an exception after learning about the birth method of wizards, and they are not reconciled to knowing that there is magic in the world, but they can't control it.

Unfortunately, reality is often cruel...

Looking at the big boy in front of her, a trace of pity flashed in the lady's eyes, and then she pushed the breathing method on the table to him.

"This breathing method is very special, and it is very precious even in the eyes of a top wizard."

"Take it, as the inheritance of your family, your descendants will be forever grateful to you."

"This is not enough to express my gratitude to you, so if you encounter difficulties in the future, you can come to the manor to find my housekeeper at any time."

"He will treat you as a guest of honor."

Merron nodded silently, and seeing that Madam didn't seem to be interested in saying anything else, she got up and bowed to her very wisely, then said goodbye and left.

The study fell into silence, UU reading www.uukanshu.com watched his back disappear from sight, and the expression on the lady's face became a little serious.

She then called an old maid and asked in a stern tone, "Have you walked out of the manor in the last month, miss?"

"not at all."

The old maid replied respectfully, "But since that incident happened at noon, Miss, she has never left the bedroom."

"Just being petty."

The expression on Mrs. Chelsea's face softened a little, and it turned into a brooding expression.

Having never left the manor proved that it was impossible for her daughter to meet Mellen, but he had never met Mellen, why would he think about that kind of partiality?

Are you really just scared because the wedding is approaching?

On the other hand, Meren, who was not very convinced by his wife, calmed down instantly after boarding his private carriage.

Looking down at the Sun Knight breathing method in his hand, he unconsciously pouted.

"A world where princes and generals have to have seeds... it's really **** bad."

"But it doesn't matter, I'm a jerk. I can take things directly from the air without practicing any breathing techniques."

While complaining secretly, Merron was not proud of it.

At the end of the day, being a wizard won't save him from future death, practicing this breathing method is the solution.

So he still can't skip this process.

Inside the swaying carriage, Mellon casually opened the parchment book, wanting to see what text was used to record this breathing method, and then think about where he should go to learn it.

However, when he opened the page to look, a "hint" quietly appeared on the surface of the page—

[Are you consuming a bit of life and learning the skill "Sun Knight Breathing"? 】

Chapter end