You call this the mastermind?

The two hid in a sentry tower in the Chelsea family manor. There are many similar buildings nearby, and there are usually guards on duty.

However, because of the girl's inner ghost, a certain unlucky guard is currently in a state of hallucination by magic potion.

Of course, even if they are not hallucinated, these guards are more like being brainwashed by wizards with special means, and it is impossible for them to turn their eyes to the manor to spy on the privacy of the masters.

So although the manor was guarded everywhere, the death of the head of the Chelsea family did not cause any disturbance for the whole afternoon.

It seems that except for the two of them, no one noticed this matter, let alone knew that the head of this family was killed by his wife.

But is he really dead?

Melen expressed doubts about this.

After all, according to the original historical trajectory, the previous generation of Chelsea's master lived much longer than his wife, and was also involved in the investigation of Alyssa's life experience to a certain extent.

Although everything in this time and space has changed now.

But even if it changes again, things can't be out of normal logic, right?

In other words, if the middle-aged woman in this time and space had the idea of ​​killing her husband, then logically, she would have had the idea in the normal historical trajectory.

But why didn't I see such a thing happen in my memory?

"Maybe the original situation in history was that the head of the family had actually died a long time ago?"

This guess suddenly flashed through his mind, making Melen think a lot.

Compared to him, the girl Isabella Chelsea, who had a more personal experience of this, was not so calm.

She was dragged away from the scene by Melen at the critical moment and arrived at a secluded place. Although she did not cry or make a fuss after arriving at a secluded place, she was in a daze, as if she had not woken up. No matter what Melen said, she was in a daze and could not listen to anything at all.

She was obviously shocked and even lost the emotion of questioning why her mother did this.

It was not until Melen found out a new piece of information that she widened her eyes as if she had just woken up from a dream.

"My mother...died of illness?"

The naturally hoarse voice seemed quite dry at this moment, and before she knew it, the other party's beautiful green eyes looking at Mellen were already full of bloodshot.

The two of them had already left Chelsea Manor and came to a secular hotel in Graham City.

It was dark outside, making this small hotel room very hazy, so the girl, who was full of negative energy, stood under the unlit metal chandelier, looking very gloomy and stiff, even a bit like a scary female ghost.

"That's right."

Facing the girl's expression, Mellen said in a low voice: "The news that your father announced in front of all the servants in the manor is now basically known to all the wizard families in Graham City."

It's not difficult to find out about this matter, because the source of the matter did not cover up anything at all, so all this is just a sudden death of a noble lady in the eyes of other wizards--

In the wizarding world, because there are many wizards who delve into immature magic in various fields, sudden death is not uncommon.

What is the truth behind this news is still uncertain, but Mellen has reason to suspect that the lady who seems to have died of illness has actually replaced her husband's identity and is ready to continue to be active in this world.

If this speculation is true, then in Mellen's cognition, he still has many years to live.

In other words, no matter why Alyssa wanted to kill her grandmother, the grandmother herself has successfully escaped this death.

The price is her husband's life.

In this way, things have obviously returned to the right track in memory.

But this right track is simply terrifying.

"Is he my mother pretending to be?"

The young girl could easily guess this possibility. After all, she saw her mother kill her father with her own eyes. Now her father is still alive and her mother is dead. The truth is obvious.     "I'm not sure, but I think it should be."

Mellen replied.

The girl didn't say anything after hearing this, and she might not even have heard Mellen's answer clearly. After asking that question, she slumped down on the sofa in the room and fell into a long silence.

Until the sky outside was completely dark, and only two shadows were left in the room, she spoke hoarsely.

"Are you familiar with this city?"

This came very suddenly, and the topic was completely inconsistent with the previous one.

However, Mellen just raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and replied without hesitation: "Yes, I grew up here since I was a child."

This point can't be concealed, because during the day when he dragged the girl to shuttle through various areas of the city, the characteristics unique to the locals have been shown.

"But if I'm not mistaken, you haven't been born yet."

The other party said something shocking again, "You are not from this era, am I right?"

The research on magic of time and space has always been a long-lasting topic in the wizarding world. Although no one has ever shown control over these two powers, if the corresponding phenomenon really occurs, it doesn't seem to be something difficult to understand.

So, although Melen was surprised that the "natives" guessed his state, he also felt that it was reasonable.

After all, before this, the girl in front of him had already stated that she had some kind of dream about the future and about Melen.

At this moment, she mentioned this matter, obviously wanting to give Melen an answer according to the previous agreement between the two.

So Melen nodded silently, looking forward to what the other party would say next.

"We will be husband and wife in the future."

The girl seemed to be asking, but in fact she said with certainty: "There are many corresponding pictures in those dreams."

"...I think so."

Melen blinked, and it was a bit difficult to explain.

After all, the truth is that Mrs. Chelsea is willing to be a mistress for some reason, but not a wife.

This kind of thing is quite embarrassing to think about, especially in front of the "party" in front of him.

"I think so?"

This uncertain word obviously made the young Isabella feel a little troubled.

However, she was in a heavy mood at the moment, and she didn't think of pursuing such unimportant details.

"I dreamed of many pictures."

She didn't say any more nonsense, but said directly to the point: "If those are things that will happen in the future, then you should be careful."

Be careful?

Melen was stunned when he heard this, and then asked hurriedly: "What do you mean?"

"Those dreams are scattered, but there is still a general outline. I divided them into two parts."

The other party responded: "And you only appeared in the first half."