Klein in a tuxedo stepped out of the carriage and fastened the buttons of his clothes. Against the backdrop of the fountain of lights, he entered the foyer and saw Morrie Macht in an olive green military uniform with an orange ribbon and a battle medal.

His wife, Liana, wore a long off-the-shoulder dress and said to Dawn Dant�s with a smile: "Welcome, our traveler, everyone is waiting for you to share what you have seen and heard in East and West Balam this time."

"Then should I find a newspaper and start a travel column?" Klein responded jokingly.

Councilor Macht knew exactly what business Dwayne Dant�s was going to do in the Southern Continent, and this was originally from his introduction, so after looking at each other with a smile, he took the initiative to step forward, gave him a hug, and pressed Voice said: "Good job!"

Klein nodded with a smile, then asked, "Do you still like the gift?"

He was referring to the bottle of River Valley wine that could be used in a sour cocktail.

"It's great, that's the taste I miss." Councilor Macht said sincerely.

Klein was about to enter the hall, but realized that something was wrong, he glanced at it casually, and asked with some doubts: "Miss Hazel is not here?

"Have you gone to a girls' public school yet?"

Madam Liana sighed and shook her head, "No, she's just sick, and she won't go to public school until September."

"Have a cold?" Klein expressed the concern a guest should have.

Councilor Macht smiled helplessly: "No, when she went to the suburban manor a few days ago, she was bitten by a crazy mouse, and the wound has not fully healed."

Hazel was bitten... by a crazy mouse... Klein nodded thoughtfully: "Did you see a doctor?

"Well, was the mouse caught?"

"The doctor injected her with drugs to prevent infection." Councilor Macht said simply, "The mouse hasn't been found yet, maybe we have to keep some cats in the manor."

After listening to Councilman Macht's answer, combined with the previous situation, Klein preliminarily judged that the mouse in the suburban manor should be the "thief" demigod next to Hazel. As for why the other party went crazy and bit Hazel Well, that's temporarily unknown.

He nodded slightly, clockwise four times on his chest and said: "May the goddess bless her."

After finishing speaking, he passed the master and entered the hall, waiting for tonight's dance to start.

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In a certain bedroom on the third floor, Hazel was sitting on the easy chair with some sluggishness, with her feet curled up.

Her left hand was wrapped in a thick bandage, and no blood had seeped out. Her expression was gloomy, and her usual arrogance was nowhere to be seen.

In the outskirts of the manor, after being bitten suddenly by the teacher who turned into a rat, she has been in a similar state. The whole person seems to be muddled and not clear enough. It seems that what was bitten was not the tiger's mouth, but the heart.

For Hazel, although the cultivation of arrogance stems from the education she received since she was a child, her learning talent beyond ordinary people, her excellent appearance, her family in the upper class, and the idea that she is much more mature than her peers, but when she comes into contact with Before supernatural powers, this kind of mentality is actually in the normal category, and it doesn't make her feel that she is completely different from others, and she is essentially superior to ordinary people.

Therefore, the teacher who maintained her pride, represented her adventures, and symbolized the source of her strength, suddenly became like a real mouse, not only became slurred in speech, but also bit her irrationally , She suffered a huge blow, and couldn't help wondering whether the supernatural power represented surpassing ordinary people or approaching monsters.

While her thoughts were racing, Hazel unconsciously put a strand of dark green hair behind her ears, feeling agitated by the melodious music coming from downstairs.

At this moment, she heard the creaking sound of the door opening, she turned her head and looked over a little dullly.

What came in was a gray mouse with smooth and shiny hair. Its eyes were darker than those of its kind, almost dark red.

"Hazel." The mouse said in a low voice.

Harouer was startled for a moment, then overjoyed, she quickly turned over and stood up, and blurted out: "Teacher, you, have you recovered?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly saw one gray mouse after another emerging from the corner of the bedroom, the entrance of the balcony, and the bottom of the bed. They all had dark red eyes, but they could only make a creaking sound. JrNovels.com