You call this a black hand?

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Fort St. Grant covers a very large area, but most of it is used as various experimental sites, remote buildings, or landscape parks, and less than one-third of it is used daily.

Therefore, as long as they think about it, students can easily find a sparsely populated place on campus as a temporary gathering place.

This park with a small fountain is one of them.

The park is surrounded by forests, and there is a forest path not far away that leads to the large square where the flying lessons are located. However, flying lessons are relatively unpopular and have fixed class times, so not many people are seen passing by here.

Corresponding conversations are even harder for others to hear.

So the nun asked without any scruples.

However, unlike the situation when facing Melen, the blond girl who was questioned was stunned after hearing the words, and the slight remaining blush on her face quickly dissipated.

Staring at the brown-haired young man in front of her, her expression became cold and indifferent.

After glancing at the other party, without saying anything, Alyssa turned around and prepared to leave.

The nun disguised as a man raised an eyebrow at this, then raised her hand to grab the blond girl's arm.

As a result, this seemed to have offended something. Before she really touched the spot, a strong impact suddenly hit the nun as Alyssa raised her hand.

Caught off guard, she flew towards the forest canopy opposite the park as if she had been hit by a high-speed steam train!

Looking at the brown-haired young man who was knocked away and hung on a branch, Alyssa's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty scarlet anger, and the words in her mouth became full of coldness.

"I don't know what you're going to say, but if you dare to touch me again, you're dead."

After saying this, she paid no attention to anything else and turned around to leave expressionlessly.

The nun who was left hanging on the branch had an expression full of astonishment, watching the back of her "daughter" fading away, still in disbelief.

She actually didn't want to do anything just now. She just thought of the "cousin" who behaved ambiguously with her husband yesterday, and planned to sow discord in front of Alyssa, hoping to relax by watching a dog-eat-dog drama when she was tired.

one time.

As a result, before she could get down to business, this person's temperament suddenly changed, leaving her unprepared and making her very embarrassed.

But compared to her own terrible situation, what she was thinking about now was something else.

"Isn't her bloodline ability suppressed by Yin Sabella? How could it be..."

The figure of the blond girl has disappeared from sight, but the nun's expression is still uncertain at this moment.

To blow himself away with a wave of his hand was something that a normal wizard could not do. What was even more terrifying was that, apart from being a little embarrassed, he was not harmed at all!

This shows that this power is used by the "daughter" with ease and full control.

Normally, however, this is impossible to do.

Because Alyssa's bloodline is not complete, part of her blood essence is currently staying in Mrs. Chelsea's body.

In this way, let alone perfect control of this power, it should be very difficult for a girl to use it normally.

…

But, now...

"There are more and more phenomena that exceed cognition."

Thinking of her ability to influence thoughts that was sometimes effective and sometimes not effective at the time, and thinking about the girl who was obedient and obedient in front of Melen, like a docile kitten, and the violent look in her eyes just now, the nun felt quite heavy.

The difference in attitude is nothing. The crux of the problem is that she just wanted to grab Alyssa's arm, but the other party instantly turned her back and moved her hands...

Is this a taboo violation and intolerable? Or is there something wrong with Alyssa herself?

Her patience, or rather her humanity, is dwindling?

In fact, I had expected such a day for a long time, but it came too soon...

After breaking free from the branch and falling to the ground, the nun began to think deeply.

But after a while, she suddenly sighed.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what she does. The most important thing now is to find out what happened to Anthony. Let's leave it to other loves."

With this in mind, she looked around and found no one else aware of what had just happened. Then she turned and left, heading towards the library somewhere in St. Grant's Fort.

Amnesia can be divided into two different causes, one is a problem with the brain, and the other is a problem with the soul.

The nun suspected that Anthony, whom she had seen with the swindler's glasses, was his soul.

As for why Anthony's soul appeared in Mellen's body, she speculated that it might be possession, or simply reincarnation, but the reincarnation was not complete, so she lost her memory.

The soul is closely related to wizards and even magic. There is of course a lot of research on this aspect in the wizarding world.

Fort St. Grant, a top university, has several absolute authorities in this field.

The nun planned to do some research on her own first. If she really had no clue, she would visit the old professors.

The purpose is naturally to hope to find a way to make Anthony recall everything he has experienced. Otherwise, with his current attitude of hating himself, it will not be easy to reverse it.

Overall, although this matter is urgent, it is not too urgent.

After all, everyone has been found and they can't escape. Compared to usual, the situation is much better...

However, this idea did not last long.

Before she could reach the library, a conversation she overheard on the way made the nun suddenly change her mind.

"Have you met anyone?"

"Um."

"how do you feel?"

"not so good."

"not so good?"

The voice was very surprised, "Regardless of appearance and personal potential, Iger Wilson is considered the best in the wizarding world, right? But you think he's not that good?"

"He's so attractive to other people."

The speaker was Athena Lesomore, who had met Mellen and others before.

At this time, she was walking with her head lowered, reading a book, and absently responding to the words of the young girl next to her.

"Excluding him, there were five students in my group, and it turned out that most of them were interested in him, including one man."

"This is just a small group. If we expand it to the entire college or even the entire school, how many people do you think want to date him?"

"How is this possible? Did you see it wrong?"

"I'm never wrong."

The petite girl shook her head when she heard this, "Think about it, if I really want to get engaged to him, I will probably have a cuckold on my head."

"But, it depends on what your elders want..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm so short, he won't actually like me."

The girl replied expressionlessly: "My father and others can force me, but they can't force him, so they are just being sentimental."

While talking, the two people had disappeared from sight.

After being stunned for a moment, the nun couldn't help but cursed angrily, "You eggless dog eunuch is so good at flirting with women, so he might as well die!"

She felt very irritable because of this, but she rushed towards the library in a hurry, obviously because she had something to say.

…

On the other side, Meren has arrived at the secret cabin.

As a result, he did not see Mrs. Chelsea, but instead encountered a presence that surprised him.

Lily, the little girl from the Mixed-race Association, the princess who predicted the dream!

You call this the mastermind?

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