You call this a black hand?

He was thinking about Melen, but Melen had already forgotten about him.

Mellen, who has completed a series of interrogations, is now neatly dressed and refreshed, sitting in a small study outside the secret room.

The quill in his hand kept writing down paragraphs of text on the paper——

Before, he just wanted to make a small threat, but he didn't pay attention and didn't stop the car.

Then it got out of hand.

Although he was caught off guard, this kind of thing actually made him more efficient and learned a lot of secrets he wanted to understand.

So as soon as it was over, he hurriedly ran out and recalled the conversations between the two parties during the period, and began to summarize and concisely write them down on paper.

The dialogue involves all aspects, including but not limited to the Fountain of Heaven's, Black Sun's, Alyssa's, and even Destiny's Child...

This information is intermittent and seems quite messy.

Considering that the process of learning was unusual, it would take a lot of energy to separate it from his memory, but it would inevitably make him feel restless again.

"Meren? Where are you?"

Just as I was writing about the issue of subject consciousness, a vague call suddenly came from the basement entrance not far away. The voice seemed extremely hoarse, lazily filled with fatigue and full of femininity.

Mellen was stunned when he heard this, then put down his pen and hurriedly ran down.

The furnishings in the secret room are quite messy at the moment. Some of the various utensils are in use, while others are motionless.

Even though the smell had been released for a while, the air here was still quite dull and smelly, with a faint dampness.

In the corner, the blonde lady in a slightly messy black nightgown was tied to the hard bed.

However, unlike the angry look that seemed to kill someone not long ago, when she turned her head to look at Melen, her eyes were full of gentleness.

The awakened Holy Spirit would never show such a demeanor.

Mellen had discovered before that even when faced with an extremely embarrassing situation, that guy didn't bother to lie or pretend.

But to say that she is really tough is not necessarily true.

Otherwise, Mellen would not have harvested the information.

But no matter how you say it, she has completely different demeanor from this one.

So Mellen could be sure that what he was seeing now was the teacher, not the Holy Spirit.

"How are you feeling now?"

He ran over to untie the special rope and asked with a worried tone: "Have you been affected by that guy?"

"She was sleeping, I could feel her emotions, and I guess she could feel mine too."

The wife turned her head and looked at her student quietly and said:

"We can have a special kind of communication, but that's all."

"But, the situation before..."

"This is mainly because I blocked my own source of power, so I didn't feel her recovery in advance."

The lady comforted him and said: "This is a wrong approach. Without my consent, she cannot actually use this power."

Mellen breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

He was not afraid of anything else, but he was afraid that the teacher would be quietly replaced by that guy again, and it would be difficult to prevent him from saying anything. This might also lead to some bad consequences——

Although it is not clear what the identity of the Holy Spirit is, judging from her tone of voice and the secrets she mentioned, it can be seen that that person's status among the Holy Spirit must not be low.

How could such a being give up after being subjected to such humiliation?

"Do you have any memories from before?"

Meren untied the rope and began to massage the teacher's swollen right foot to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis and asked, "Do you know what she said?"

"No, I just seemed to have taken a nap."

Mrs. Chelsea remained motionless and allowed him to do what she did, but frowned unconsciously, "I can't read her memory, but she can obviously read mine."

"This is a big problem."

Mellen said: "However, I think it is necessary to make it clear to you about what happened before."

"No, I know what happened, I can feel it."

The lady said with a calm expression: "You don't have to worry about this. I've told you a long time ago that no matter what you do, I won't blame you."

"But, I think-"

"No buts."

Madam suddenly interrupted her student, and the soft color in her eyes faded.

"You are my student and I am your teacher. Remember this identity and don't think about anything else!"

Her attitude seemed very clear.

Meren was startled when he heard this, looked at the other person's face for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head, leaned towards her slightly dry lips and kissed her.

Mrs. Chelsea did not resist.

She even stood still and allowed the students to touch her body.

But the pair of green eyes looking at him gradually became a little cold.

I don't know why this is happening, but it's obvious that he is really angry, rather than trying to resist someone in return.

Mellen tried several times but never changed the teacher's attitude.

So he could only stop moving angrily.

"I even suspect that you have been influenced by that guy now."

He said in a depressed tone: "Why else would you be so heartless?"

"You are still young, so it is inevitable that you will be impulsive when thinking about things."

Seeing that he looked a little sad, the lady's face relaxed.

"There is a certain limit that cannot be crossed. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, we may not even be able to become masters and disciples."

What does it mean?

Are you saying that you might become a scumbag and end up giving up?

Mellen became even more depressed after hearing this.

The lady paid no attention to him, but raised her upper body with her arms and was about to get off the bed.

As a result, as soon as she was halfway through this movement, she couldn't help but let out a groan.

This is painful.

After losing her hard work and sealing off the source of the wizard's power, she was already extremely weak, and now that she had gone through a lot of twists and turns, her whole body seemed to be falling apart.

It wasn't until Meren brought over the cup containing the golden blood and drank the liquid in one gulp that her weak state was quickly relieved.

However, when she drank the black blood, her condition took a turn for the worse again.

However, this process has already lifted the ban on her strength, so Madam can at least ensure that her actions are unimpeded.

After being supported by the students and leaving the dull-smelling secret room, she panted and sat on the sofa.

First, I cast a cleansing spell on myself and washed away the black nightgown that had stuck to the surface of my skin due to the large amount of sweat that had spilled out.

Then she simply tied her long, messy blond hair into a ponytail and placed it on her chest.

Finally, Mrs. Chelsea picked up the intelligence harvest that Mellen had written before and looked at it carefully.

His face, which was originally quite relaxed, became more solemn.