You call this a black hand?

When the last wisp of fog was sucked into the sphere, the sky had returned to clearness.

The invisible restrictions around me have completely disappeared.

But the excitement inside Fort St. Grant has just begun.

The inexplicable thick fog caught people off guard, and the many features it brought were like the resurgence of a demonic tide, which frightened many teachers and students in the school.

Now, even though everything has disappeared, the corresponding speculations, suspicions and investigations have instantly become the main activities in this school.

At the same time, because there were clear directions in the direction where the dense fog disappeared, many people had already appeared nearby.

However, wearing an Egg vest, Meren was certainly more alert than others in this regard, so before he was noticed, he carried the tied nun and teleported away from the place.

Then, he appeared in a sealed classroom.

This classroom is a dark environment with complete desks and chairs, but no windows or doors. Even if a normal person comes in, he or she will not be able to find it.

Therefore, this place was regarded as the third base by Melen.

He threw the prisoner in his hand and sat on a chair in the classroom, behaving roughly, but the other party did not protest. She did not even look at the surroundings, but stared at Meren with a look of resentment.

It's a pity that Mellen didn't have time to pay attention to this person at this time. His current attention was entirely on the ball in his hand.

I searched with my mind and found that the "Ant Kingdom" that was originally made of sticky soil inside the ball was now dry and cracked. A red fireball hung high in the sky, like the sun, constantly releasing waves of heat.

If it was not suitable for life to survive here before, now, it can be said to be a dead place.

Mellen had tried to throw a sparrow in before, but it was instantly burned to a pile of ashes, so he could not help but suspect that he might not gain anything by going in.

"Isn't this really a trash can?"

"It's very suitable for destroying corpses and eradicating traces..."

Absorbing a large amount of fog, the result was that the field became like this. It seemed like it suffered a loss, but this was Melon's intention.

Because even if he doesn't absorb the fog, it will become what it is now sooner or later. Instead of waiting for the situation to worsen step by step, it is better to directly find out what this hidden danger will turn into.

Now it looks like it has clearly become an incinerator.

"Or is it a killer move?"

Mellen pondered this.

"You caught me because of Alyssa."

A sudden sound not far away interrupted Mellen's thoughts.

Looking sideways, he found that the nun had calmed down the emotions on her face, and her face was expressionless, as if she was talking about some ordinary topic.

"No matter how you say it, she and I are connected by blood. What do you want to do with this characteristic?"

"It's hard to say yet."

Mellen was a little surprised that the other party had directly guessed his purpose, but now was not the time to admit it.

Just denying it is not the right thing to do.

"You are her mother, and you understand her better than anyone else."

"I originally thought so, but now I no longer have the confidence."

The nun said calmly: "She has begun to awaken and has become a terrifying thing, but you haven't noticed it yet."

Something scary?

Mellen raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Why do you say that?"

Unfortunately, the other party just sneered and didn't speak again.

Meren narrowed his eyes because of this, and wanted to use some means to force the other party to speak, but a series of "special attention" message reminders came from the Book of Secrets, which temporarily diverted his attention.

When he opened it and looked at it, he found that it was all from Mrs. Chelsea, asking where he was currently, and saying that he had important things to talk to in person.

"80% of you can't escape what just happened."

Mellen thought about it, but did not refuse.

"Just stay here for now."

After putting several restrictions on Sister Yu so that she could not leave the classroom, Meren warned: "I will bring you water and food later."

"You want to raise me like a canary?"

The nun asked expressionlessly, "Or do you want to vent your anger on me?"

"Whatever you think."

Mellen rolled his eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to the other party's sarcasm, and turned around to leave.

The nun was silent for a moment, then her whole body twisted and shrank, and she instantly turned into a little white cat!

This act allowed her to break free from the red rope that she was not supposed to break free from.

Then I saw this little white cat with no hair on its body, walking elegantly to the edge of the classroom wall, then leaping forward, hitting the wall, and disappeared into the classroom!

All this happened very quickly, and if outsiders saw it, their jaws would be dropped.

The restrictions on the authority of the heir, in this era, can trap even a demon king, but strangely cannot trap a nun...

The little white cat herself seemed very surprised by this. After appearing on the quiet grass outside the classroom, she couldn't help but look back at the thick outer wall behind her, feeling a little surprised.

But she had no intention of staying here longer.

After looking around and confirming the direction, he quickly headed towards a building in St. Grant's Fort.

Along the way, many students were discussing everything that had happened before. When some girls saw her, they couldn't help but exclaimed with love, as if they had never seen such a cute little thing.

But for these people, the little white cat looked down upon them.

After running for a long time, she arrived in a quiet library. She turned around and looked around, focusing on a woman with a gentle temperament.

The woman, who has a slim figure and a quiet demeanor, is going down the ladder to get a book from the top of the bookshelf.

After hearing the noise, she lowered her head and looked over, and when she saw it was the kitten, she couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile.

"You're here."

The sound is very soft, as comfortable as bathing in the spring breeze.

However, after hearing this, the look in the little white cat's eyes was full of vigilance.

"Who are you anyway?" she asked.

"A regular librarian?"

The other party replied slightly playfully.

"Only a fool would believe your words."

The little white cat snorted coldly, and then his whole body suddenly twisted and turned back into a human appearance.

Then I saw her throwing a gray leaf bookmark on the desk not far away, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Just one leaf can allow me to escape the predicament regardless of the heir's authority restrictions. I can't imagine someone like you.

Why are you willing to stay here for so long?"

"What I can't even imagine is why you led me to read that book?"

"Time Wandering: A Brief Discussion on the Secret Connection between Historical Traces and the Soul" is the harvest of a nun investigating her husband's "amnesia", which involves traveling through time.

But she didn't discover this book herself, it was recommended to her by the librarian in front of her - when she recommended it, the nun's attention was still focused on the possibility of amnesia caused by soul damage.

But I totally didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

That's all. The bookmark given by the other party when they parted made her completely ignore the powerful restrictions around her and break free from the cage without any hindrance...

"Who are you anyway?"

The nun asked again, her tone full of solemnity.

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