Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 981 Hazel’s Decision

After hearing Macht’s reply, and combining what he knew, Klein guessed that the rat in the manor was likely the Marauder demigod which had been by Hazel’s side. As for why it went rabid and bit Hazel, he was unsure.

He nodded slightly and tapped his chest four times in a clockwise fashion.

“May the Goddess bless her.”

After saying that, he walked past the host, entered the hall, and waited for the ball tonight to begin.

In a particular bedroom on the third story, Hazel was sitting on a reclining chair feeling dispirited, her feet curled up.

Her left hand was wrapped in thick bandages, but there weren’t any more signs of blood. Her expression was heavy, nothing like her usual arrogance.

In the manor, her teacher, that was in the form of a rat, had suddenly bitten her. This resulted in her being stuck in a similar state, her entire being turbid and muddled. It was as though it wasn’t her hand that was bitten but her heart.

To Hazel, although her arrogance stemmed from her upbringing, with her ability to absorb new information exceeding that of the average person’s, her outstanding looks, her family’s standing in high society, and her maturity compared to her peers, those feelings were still within normal boundaries before she gained extraordinary powers. None of the aforementioned traits made her feel that she was different from others or that she was fundamentally superior to ordinary people.

Therefore, with her teacher, who maintained her sense of arrogance while being a representation of her fortuitous encounter and the source of her strength, suddenly becoming a real rat—to the point of not being able to speak clearly and even bite her without any reason-it left a deep impact on her. She began to question if supernatural powers represented being extraordinary or a monster.

Amidst her thoughts, Hazel subconsciously pulled her black-green hair to the back of her ear and felt frustrated with the melody that came from downstairs.

At this moment, she heard the creaking sound of the door as she turned her head in hesitation.

Walking in was a gray rat with slick fur. Its eyes were deeper than its kind, closer to dark red.

“Hazel,” the rat said in a deep voice.

Hazel was first taken aback before she reeled in delight. She hurriedly stood up and blurted, “Teacher, y-you’ve recovered?”

Just as she said that, she saw gray rats crawling out from the corner of her bedroom, balcony, and bed. All of them had dark red eyes but could only produce squeaking sounds.

Hazel took a step back in shock, overturning the reclining chair. Her body staggered, almost to the point of collapsing. It took her a great deal of effort to recover her balance.

At this moment, she discovered that the red-eyed rats had vanished. The door had been shut tightly, having never opened.

Everything that had happened was a hallucination or a nightmare that stemmed from the worries inside her!

After a moment of silence, Hazel pursed her lips and sighed.

down, raising her

her temples, she frowned slightly. She had

Hazel removed the

were equidistant from each other. Embedded around them were tiny

slowly, emitting a green glow, giving her face a sheen and filling her eyes

before surfaces in the girl’s mind as her

short hallucination from having her mind

Cryptologist!

dark brown eyes widened as

to her feet and looked

more she looked, the more terrified she became. She had no idea what she would encounter next, nor did she understand

was certain of was that the other party’s level and

what little pride

bedroom remained silent. The brisk melody from

finally composed herself, believing that nothing

mood or energy to consider the motives of the person

in her mind,

person from before was here

illusion, the person had

headed off to look for Teacher. What do I do? He likely doesn’t know where Teacher is hiding… No, all my neighbors know that I was bitten by a rabid rat… Hazel was thrown into panic as

the other party,

and inform her teacher, but she was

the ability to

she walked to the door and said to her lady’s maid outside, “I’m

my lady,” the

allowed for greater movement.

to warn her

become a seemingly arrogant person but, in actuality, was a coward, one

it despicable of

to enter the garden using a water pipe from the balcony. When leaving 39 Böklund

He had already noticed Hazel’s actions thanks to

a kind heart… Klein nodded indiscernibly and praised her

three to five hours on carriage. And before she arrived, he would’ve already used an excuse to

there, one needed to take a detour to an area with a bridge. It was fine in the day, as one could use the steam metro

Hazel, who had

I’ll be faster than her… Klein retracted his gaze and began considering who his next dance