You call this a black hand?

The feeling under his body was very hard, as if he were lying on the floor, and the shaking sensation transmitted from it seemed to have some kind of rhythm, one after another, which made Melen vaguely suspect that he might be at sea.

Then when his mind cleared, he realized that there was no doubt that he was indeed at sea.

Moreover, it is still in the guest room of a ship.

What was underneath was not a floor, but a hard bed, which was creaking with the rocking of the ship.

He raised his hand and looked in front of him. He saw that his fingers were chubby and there were inconspicuous little dimples where they met the back of his hand, which proved that his body had completely changed at this moment.

"I thought it was because of the Fountain of Heaven."

Mellen was a little disappointed with this.

The sudden drowsiness he felt before appeared after the experiment related to spring water, so he naturally guessed that the two were together. But now it seems that it is not the case at all - he traveled through time and space and became Anthony.

!

Different from the usual spiritual contract with No. 1, this time he came in simply...

"Is it because this body woke up from sleep that I was suddenly dragged in?"

When he sat up from the bed, feeling the clarity brewing in his sleepy mind and the energy in his body that was about to stir, Mellen already had a guess.

This situation is unexpected, but it is reasonable.

After all, in a sense, he already has a body in this era, which is equivalent to having an anchor point. Compared with before, it will naturally change.

But in this way, it can be completely proved that this shuttle ability is based on oneself, not No. 1.

However, what role does No. 1 play in this?

While thinking, Mellen had already put on his clothes.

When leaving the guest room, he found that the cabin area was quite quiet, and the hanging oil lamps glowed dimly, as if it was not yet dawn.

I followed the stairs to the deck and took a look. There was a glimmer of dawn at the end of my field of vision. However, the sound of the waves around me and the strong wind were raging, which proved that now was not a good time to go out.

After observing other details, Mellen came up with a guess.

The rule changes aren't limited to entry and exit.

Before that, he thought that the identity of Anthony he played was in an "AI takeover" state most of the time. He could only possess him regularly once a year, just like a nun possessed Lydia as a girl.

But now it seems that this rule has not applied to him.

Because the time he came in this time was only one night apart from the last time.

In other words, after he fell asleep with this body last time, he returned to the kingdom of heaven, and when this body woke up again just now, it pulled his will back.

"Preliminary judgment is that I can leave after sleeping here, and come back when I wake up. This kind of entry is somewhat coercive."

When he returned to the guest room, Mellen couldn't help but frown.

Normal sleep in and out is nothing, after all, there are rules for him to follow. But if there is a special situation, such as this body is suddenly awakened by something while sleeping, wouldn't he be dragged in immediately?

In other words, if the rules of entry and exit really depend on Anthony's identity, then wouldn't it be possible for his real body to fall into a coma at any time due to such a thing?

"This is not a good thing."

Mellen thought.

Although there is currently no danger in the heaven where the real body is located, the fact that there is no danger at present does not mean that there will never be danger.

Where did the pollution in Tianguo’s spring water come from?

Is its appearance accidental, or is there some conspiracy involved?

As the mother of the Kingdom of Heaven, Sylvie was confused about this, but he couldn't help but care.

Therefore, Mellen had no intention of thinking about why this rule focused on Anthony instead of his own body.

What he is thinking about now is how to avoid this rule.

Then Mellen suddenly had a thought.

"The rules of entry have changed, what about Lydia?"

"Did she come in together as before?"

It would have been very troublesome to figure this out before, but now it's not that difficult.

His mind sank into the realm and he listened carefully to the sounds in the buds. It didn't take long for Mellen to be sure that the current nun had not traveled to this time and space.

So he had an extended idea.

"I could share a body with her before, but what about now?"

"If the bud is brewing a portal, then..."

Living in the time and space of history, everything should be doomed.

As expected, what Melon will do next is to follow this established trajectory and seduce Lydia, who is still the daughter of the Chelsea family, step by step, and eventually turn into a vicious woman.

Many things may happen in this process, but there will be no surprises at all, because under the current situation, it is impossible for him to leave this kind of thing to "AI".

In other words, he needs to do it himself and spend several years or even more than ten years to do something that will have no other results.

This will definitely be boring.

But now, Mellen sees other possibilities, and maybe he can solve the situation of being dragged in that he can't resist.

He was thoughtful about this.

It's just that the buds haven't been brewed yet, and it's not certain what the so-called portal is, so this idea can't be put into practice for the time being.

Meren, who was in Anthony's state, decided to continue sleeping and see if he could return to his true body after falling asleep.

As a result, I don’t know whether it was the correction of time and space or the fact that this body was not sleepy. No matter what he did, he even picked up the wand and chanted the hypnotic spell, but he couldn’t fall asleep!

The wooden door of the guest room not far away was suddenly knocked while he was tormenting himself.

Who will come to me?

Mellen felt a little strange about this.

He probably doesn't know anyone on this ship, and at this time, it's not yet dawn outside...

Thinking of this, Meren's thoughts changed, and he lay back on the hard bed, pretending to be asleep.

So the knock on the door kept ringing for a long time, but after getting no response, it suddenly disappeared.

Then, the originally closed door quietly opened a gap.

In the dim environment, a hazy figure whose appearance could not be seen clearly walked in silently.

The faint fragrance spread, making Melen feel a little familiar.

But before he could figure out the origin of the fragrance, the sneaking figure arrived in front of the hard bed where he was lying.

Without opening his eyes, Mellen could sense that the other party was looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Not long after, there was a slight sound of breaking through the air, and the sharp breath of metal approached quickly, as if someone was holding a dagger and was about to slit his throat.

Mellen still didn't move.

Then the cold murderous aura suddenly stopped after it reached the edge of the neck, paused for a while, and then dissipated again.

After a while, the fragrance faded away, and as the open door quietly closed, all traces disappeared.

When Mellen opened his eyes, he saw that the situation in the guest room was exactly the same as when he closed his eyes before, as if no one else had ever been there.

"Is this a test?"

He was a little puzzled.

Although he didn't open his eyes to look, Mellen had already guessed the identity of the person just now - Isabella Chelsea, his teacher who was still young in this era.

However, if I remember correctly, as Anthony, he did nothing extraordinary on the ship heading to the wizard school. Although he had communicated with the teacher before, the process was dull and harmonious.

How could it attract temptation from the other party?

There was something strange about this incident, so Mellen secretly paid attention to it.

Afterwards, he did not try to fall asleep again, but took out the book of secret words that originally belonged to Anthony, checked it out, and after confirming that there was nothing that needed attention, reported some things to his "superior".

This is because he suddenly remembered something.

In addition to passively following the established trajectory and seeing whether Lydia would fall like in history or whether she could change, Meren decided to do another thing here.

That is to find out what the Chelsea sisters’ mother, who is suspected of being the Black Knight, is doing.

However, although he can transform into a mysterious knight with strong combat power due to his domain, this transformation is fine for fighting, but has no advantage when used for investigation.

Therefore, it is necessary to rely on external forces.

The existence behind Anthony is a former devil, which he has known for a long time, and this former devil is an ally of the Holy Spirit Christine.

The identity of this ally does not mean that it can be trusted, but if it is only used, it is very suitable.

"Based on the information provided by Lidya, her mother will probably die of illness soon."

After giving a roundabout report, Mellen thought of another thing, "If she was really a black knight, it would be impossible for her to die of illness. Assassinated? Or simply faked her death because her identity was exposed.

?”

Everything was uncertain, Mellen thought, maybe he should put aside what he was doing and go and observe it nearby?

…

"Where have you been, sister?"

A curious questioning voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room, causing the girl who had just come back from testing someone to stop in her tracks.

Then she gently closed the door behind her and said calmly: "Go out and watch the sunrise."

"But it seems like it's not the right time yet?" A voice similar to hers was rather hoarse, but also full of the liveliness and vitality of a girl.

"I left early, that's why I came back."

"That's it..."

This is a ship guest room, but it is much more luxurious than the simple wooden house in Mellen.

Like a magic chandelier inlaid with gems, it emits a warm but not dazzling warm yellow light. Artistically crafted classical furniture and pastoral oil paintings are neatly displayed here. The floor with a layer of wax is shiny and bright, and there is an independent bathroom in the corner.

.

The two blond girls look similar, like twins.

As the younger sister, Lydia was wearing a white nightgown with delicate lace on the cuffs. She was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, looking at her sister who entered the room with curiosity mixed with suspicion.

What particularly surprised her was that as the other person approached, in addition to the familiar body odor, there was an additional strange smell following him.

This smell...

As the younger sister, Lydia was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

My sister Isabella, who was taking off her coat and hanging it on the hanger, was keenly aware of this abnormality and couldn't help but glance at her strangely.

"No, it's nothing."

The young girl Lydia responded hurriedly, then pretended to be sleepy and hit the ground running, and stood up from the sofa.

"Now that my sister is back, I will continue to sleep. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

"Why don't you watch the sunrise together?"

"The voyage takes a week, so there's no need to look at it today."

"That's up to you."

After a simple conversation, Lydia returned to her bedroom, and the casual expression on her face changed instantly.

"Did sister go out before dawn, or did she go out early last night and just come back now?"

She murmured to herself somewhat uncertainly.

The former can explain some problems, the latter can explain some problems better, and if it is the latter, then the problem is much more serious than she imagined.

As a young girl, she naturally guessed whether her sister had a boyfriend?

To the point of making such a sneaky move?

"Who could it be?"

"That smell..."

Her nose, which has been very sensitive since childhood, made her think she had sufficient evidence, and the fact that her sister had a boyfriend was obviously a big deal in her opinion.

Unfortunately, after thinking about it carefully, she could not retrieve the target corresponding to the smell from her memory.

So the girl struggled for a long time, and finally placed the object of suspicion on a stranger.

That stranger was the only one who had a long conversation with my sister when we boarded the ship today. If I'm not mistaken, it was even my sister who took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

She was very curious about it at that time, but didn't think much about it.

But now it seems that he is really a stranger?

If they were complete strangers, with my sister’s temperament, how could she take the initiative to communicate?

But if we say that he is actually my sister’s secret boyfriend, this would make sense...

The more she thought about it, the more suspicious she became. Finally, the girl decided that if she had the chance, she must test the round-faced and slightly chubby boy.

…

This opportunity came quickly.

When the sky was completely bright outside, she ran to the deck to breathe fresh air when she suddenly arrived.

His eyes glanced at the guardrail at the edge of the deck. The person who seemed to be my sister's boyfriend was lying there looking at the scenery.

The girl hesitated for a while, a little hesitant, but finally gritted her teeth and walked over.

It's not that she wants to reveal this secret or do anything to cause trouble, she's just curious about what kind of man her sister, who always has a higher eye for men and has no false interest in men, can like?

Of course, before that, she had to make sure that she was not mistaken, otherwise it would be a joke if she directly decided that he was her sister's boyfriend...

On the other side, Mellen, who was leaning against the deck guardrail, was not actually paying attention to the surrounding environment, but was paying attention to his own field.

In other words, the huge bud in the field of attention.

He originally guessed that it might take a long time for this thing to become a "gateway".

It turned out not to be the case.

After just staying here for a few hours, the gathered flower buds have slowly bloomed outwards.

As the process began, Mellen could feel a growing connection to those behind the door.

I even had a strange sense of control inexplicably.

As expected, it seems that as long as he wants to, he can drag the corresponding person in!

This chapter has been reviewed and will probably be released very late.