At this time, the manor’s deacon was arranging the male and female servants to check various places and close the doors and windows tightly. This is what they do every day before going to bed.
After several maids came out of the wine cellar together, they went straight to the kitchen area to confirm that all the fires that should be extinguished had been extinguished.
As soon as they arrived there, they heard a squeaking sound, and when they looked over, they saw a gray-haired mouse chewing on the legs of the long table.
The mouse seemed to be aware of their gaze and did not run away. Instead, it turned its head and stared at them with slightly red eyes.
At the same time, more squeaking sounds were heard, and rats with red eyes burrowed one after another on the beams, next to the lockers, in the various utility rooms, and next to the stove that was boiling hot water. come out.
Several maids were startled and almost screamed.
As the lower class of society, they were no strangers to rats, and had even killed some, but this was the first time they encountered so many at once, and their spirits were severely impacted.
“Let’s go find Gede, Gede and the others will handle it.” A maid exited the kitchen and suggested rather fearfully.
Another maid nodded repeatedly:
“Miss Hazel was bitten by a crazy rat before… These don’t look normal!”
As they talked, they retreated farther and farther away from the kitchen.
At this time, a figure was quickly outlined on the long table in the kitchen. He was wearing a white shirt, a black vest, a dark formal suit, a half-high silk top hat, and a pair of shiny leather boots.
The figure pressed his hat, slowly raised his head, and looked around, revealing black hair, brown eyes, and a thin, angular face. He looked exactly like Gehrman Sparrow.
——After leaving the dance party early, Klein returned to Dwayne Dantès’s mansion, entered the bedroom, and teleported directly over with the “winner” Enuni.
Of course, he placed the latter outside the manor so that he could change locations at any time.
One mouse after another came into view. Klein pulled the human leather glove on his left palm and turned his attention to the area where flowers were planted in the manor.
Almost at the same time, all the mice in the kitchen vibrated together, and their movements became sluggish, but it didn’t take long for them to return to normal.
They have become the secret puppets of the “Cunning Mage”.
And Klein’s current limit of controlling marionettes is 50. Once he finishes digesting the magic potion, there will be an improvement!
When his eyes turned to the garden, Klein’s mind naturally reflected the scene there:
In the dark corners covered by blossoming flowers, one after another, gray-haired mice seemed to be bewitched by the devil, spinning around a place crazily, squeaking and trying to squeeze away their peers and enter the core.
In the core area, a gray mouse almost the size of an adult Loen short-hair