The mouse put down its front paws, and replied slowly: "No need."

"Okay, teacher." Hazel turned around, took a few steps forward, and opened the bedroom door.

On the corridor, her personal maid was standing there, leisurely looking at the balcony at the end of the corridor, as if admiring the afternoon sky.

Hazel frowned invisibly and said, "You stay here and don't allow anyone to go in and clean it."

The personal maid glanced at her, smiled and said, "Yes, Miss."

It was only then that Hazel really left the bedroom, went down to the living room on the second floor, and found her mother, Mrs. Liana.

The lady, also with dark green hair, was receiving a pair of gem-encrusted glasses on a gold chain from her maid, which were closer to jewelry than vision correctors.

"Don't you dislike it?" Hazel asked slightly puzzled.

The corner of Madam Liana's mouth curled up a little bit, "I like it now."

As she spoke, she opened the pair of glasses and put them on the bridge of her nose.

Hazel was about to make some comments when she suddenly heard footsteps approaching.

She turned her head and found that it was her father, Congressman Macht, who had returned home early.

"Dad, didn't you say you were going to the Veterans Club?" Hazel asked casually.

"No one is here today." Councilor Macht raised his right hand and pinched the upper and lower eye sockets.

Hazel nodded indifferently: "Exactly, we haven't enjoyed afternoon tea together for a long time."

"Yes." Councilor Macht and Mrs. Lianna smiled at the same time, with faint smiles on the corners of their mouths.

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At No. 7 Pinster Street, Leonard, who had just returned from St. Hirland Square, threw himself onto the sofa and put his feet on the coffee table.

The fact that there has been no "notification" until now makes him believe that the disciplinary action has been successfully concluded, and he can look forward to the spoils.

"Old man, didn't you say that the blood viscount has many magical items? Can you tell me which ones are there in detail?" Leonard asked curiously, suppressing his voice.

In his mind, Pallez Zarathustra snorted and said, "Items of that level are not worth my wasting energy to observe carefully."

Leonard was about to ask questions when his eyes suddenly blurred. He saw the boundless gray mist and the vague figure of Gehrman Sparrow, and heard the corresponding prayer: "...Amon appeared, in Berkren 39 De Street, but there's only one..."

Amon appeared? So fast? Leonard, who had already relaxed, suddenly withdrew his legs and sat up straight. His spirit was many times tense than during the previous disciplinary actions.

He quickly relayed Klein's words to Pales Zarathustra, and then asked: "...Old man, what should we do now? Start to act? But there is only one clone of Amon!"

Pallez Zarathustra was silent for two seconds and said: "Amon only came with one clone, which shows that he has other plans, but this is not important.

"There is a proverb in the Fourth Era that an arrow shot cannot be taken back. Now that it has started, it cannot be backed down. If it is delayed any longer, Amon will try to influence the people in the entire block. When the time comes, Dawn Tang will definitely be found. Tas' abnormality."

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Klein returned to the real world and walked out of the bathroom.

He was prepared accordingly, wearing "Squirming Hunger" in his left hand, and holding a medal carved from black gemstones in his right hand.

Then, he manipulated the secret puppet "Winner" Enyuni to make him snap his fingers, jump with flames, and enter the mansion of Councilor Macht at No. 39 Berklund Street in the form of Gehrman Sparrow. JrNovels.com