Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

"It was such a rare mistake. I didn't expect that it was Hagrid's ring that exposed my identity in the end."

Baron Mista turned the ring on his hand, looking helpless.

He looked at Miss's Hagrid Ring on the table and felt strange. He asked, "Why does Miss have this ring?"

Miss smiled and picked up the ring. "This one, I made it myself."

Baron Mista immediately felt something was wrong, "Can your ring also hide the wearer's true level?"

Miss waved his hand, "Of course not. This little thing is just a replica of the one I pressed on Mr. Baron's hand. It has no effect at all."

Baron Mista's expression froze when he heard what Miss said.

Obviously, he was tricked.

"You lied to me?"

Missy chuckled, "Mr. Baron, don't say anything nonsense. I just took out the model I made for Mr. Baron to appreciate. I don't have any other bad intentions."

Baron Mista asked, "When did you know for sure that I was the leader of the Tree Organization? Was it because I rescued that adventurer last night that I exposed my identity as a follower of the Goddess?"

Mis replied seriously, "That's not the case. I just suspected it last night. I can only be sure after trying it with this model today."

After his true identity was revealed, Baron Mista did not get angry but burst into laughter.

"I never thought that after hiding for so long, you would be defeated by a model. A teenager like you actually has such a mind."

Suddenly, Baron Mista's smile disappeared, replaced by terrifying murderous intent.

"Since you know my identity, you still dare to come to me. Do you really think I dare not kill you? Have you forgotten that I am a disaster-level person?"

Mis was not intimidated by Baron Mista's threats. He just poured himself a glass of water.

Putting down the rather exquisite cup, he said, "Mr. Baron, you will not kill me."

Baron Mista immediately released all the magic power in his body, filling the entire house, and intimidating Miss with his pressure.

"Just because you helped me yesterday?"

Under the Baron's pressure, Miss remained calm and showed no fear, "Because Mr. Baron is a good man."

The spell was broken in a second, and the violent magic power disappeared in an instant.

Baron Mista himself didn't know why, but he often heard this sentence.

But when it came out of Miss's mouth, it seemed to have a strange effect, making her uneasy every time.

He was a little dazed for a moment, perhaps he had mistaken Miss for someone else.

That person often says this.

Not wanting Miss to go further into the topic, Baron Mista took the initiative to change the subject.

"So you are here for revenge today? I don't think you can succeed."

Mis shook his head, denying his statement.

"There is no hatred between Mr. Baron and me. There is no revenge to be taken. The reason why I am speaking to Mr. Baron today is because I have a few things I want to know."

Baron Mista frowned and asked tentatively, "Why did I specifically arrest you for questioning on the official road that day?"

Mis nodded, then shook his head.

"Almost. What I want to ask is why Mr. Baron knew that I could cast spells without a medium when we first met."

After hearing Miss's question, Baron Mista became much more depressed, as if he was thinking of something sad.

"Miss, you should know what is the most obvious special thing about you."

Mis nodded, "Hair."

Baron Mista's expression was a little serious, "Yes, black hair, although it is not a unique feature of yours, it is definitely not common in this world.

I did a lot of research on this matter many years ago and read a lot of historical documents.

Finally I discovered a pattern, a pattern that no one knew about.”

When speaking these words, Baron Mista spoke in a low voice, revealing his full confidence in his own opinions.

“I discovered that on the timeline, every hundred years is a cycle.

In each cycle, at most three black-haired people will appear at the same time.

It is the most comprehensive record in the historical documents of the last five hundred years.”

Miss thought for a moment and was a little confused. "That's not right. Mr. Baron counted all the people who appeared in historical documents. Isn't it true that there are no ordinary people with black hair?"

Baron Mista replied: “The situation you mentioned is theoretically possible, but I think the possibility is very small.

If you think about it carefully, the number of black-haired people appearing in documents has never increased or decreased, and there are only three every hundred years.

And it never repeats itself. The black-haired people in the previous cycle never make it to the next cycle alive. Could this be a coincidence?

What's even more coincidental is that all the black-haired people are magicians under the church, and without exception, they are all disaster-level."

Mis fell into deep thought. He felt that what the baron said was indeed full of doubts and worth thinking about.

These coincidences are a bit too coincidental.

Let’s not talk about the fact that they are all church members.

The most suspicious point is that since all the black-haired people recorded in history were disaster-level magicians, their lifespan should be more than a hundred years.

But why is it that when the next hundred-year cycle comes, none of the black-haired people from the previous cycle survives?

Is it because of their physical condition, or is it that someone doesn't want them to live?

After a moment, Baron Mista interrupted Miss's thoughts, "I am lucky. I already know the three black-haired people who appeared in this hundred-year cycle."

Miss frowned, "Besides me and Cross, the first prince of the Holy Kingdom, who else?"

Mista's expression was moved and her voice was trembling.

"And the commander of the Holy Knights, my good friend Blyvinder, whom I mentioned before."

Thinking back to what Hestis and Baron Mista had said before, Mis remembered that this legion commander, Blavinde, had been missing for a long time in order to find a way to lift the curse of the long-eared tribe.

"Blavender and Cross have more in common than just their hair color. They are both members of the church and have the same high magical talent. They were both promoted to LV3 at a very young age and were hailed as geniuses. They can also cast spells without using a wand or a medium."

Miss suddenly realized, "So when Mr. Baron found out that I also had black hair, he suspected that I was sent by the church and was sure that I could cast spells without a medium?"

Baron Mista nodded, "That's right."

At this point in the conversation, Miss obtained a lot of useful information, but also some new doubts.

From what the Baron said, he, Cross, and Blavinde did have a lot in common.

He could indeed feel the connection between the church and himself. He repeatedly sabotaged the church's plans, but the archbishop did not kill him.

But there is one thing that makes me different from them.

Miss was promoted to Level 3 at the age of twenty-one, much later than the other two. Before leaving Norn City, he was always the last in the eyes of his peers.