You call this the mastermind?

The so-called hidden temple is not under the jurisdiction of Saint Grant Castle, but it is still located on campus.

So someone who was restricted by Mellen did not encounter any obstacles at the time, but when he quietly took an item in a sealed box and left the temple, he was instantly restricted and could not move forward.

However, Mellen did not pay much attention to this person.

It was not because he did not pay attention to him, but because, as the thick fog spread around, new abnormal phenomena occurred again-

His spherical domain began to absorb the thick fog from all directions crazily!

Everything was like a turbulent wind and clouds, causing a tornado nearby. The sphere at the core had been thrown to the end of Mellen's vision to avoid affecting himself, but as the master of the lord, he could clearly know that everything in the sphere was now experiencing violent turbulence.

It was not a good change. On the contrary, the originally not too strong burning energy was rapidly increasing.

It was like pouring gasoline on a raging fire!

"What is that thing?"

Seeing the thick fog and tornado in the distance getting more and more intense, making the surrounding environment chaotic, the black-haired girl beside her couldn't help but ask a question.

Melen glanced at her sideways and didn't respond.

This made the other party's face darken and her tone full of sadness.

"That's right, I'm actually not qualified to ask you this question."

"I think if there is anything, you'd better say it directly."

Seeing her pitiful face, Melen couldn't help but curl his lips, "You don't even care about your daughter, you don't look like a person who values ​​feelings."

Although this remark was sarcastic, it was not vicious.

However, after hearing this, the nun who maintained her disguise was like a female cat with her hair blown up. The sadness on her face disappeared, and she became angry instead.

"She is not born from my ten months of pregnancy, where is the emotion?!"

"And you, a dead eunuch, how can you have the ability to give birth-"

The angry voice stopped halfway, and the red color on her face due to anger also faded rapidly.

It seemed that she came to her senses and realized that Melen was not her husband.

"Forget it, think whatever you want."

As she spoke, she bent down and lay on the ground without caring about her image, looking at the dark sky covered by thick fog, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "I am just a tool anyway, useless, and being thrown aside is my fate."

"What do you mean?"

Meren frowned when he heard it, "Are you talking about me?"

"Nothing, don't get me wrong." The other party said lazily: "It has nothing to do with you."

If it really has nothing to do with me, why did you come back just now?

Meren was confused.

He was a little confused now, what was going on with this person.

Because of Alyssa, Melen was very happy to see the nun treat him as amnesia, and even thought about taking advantage of this to get closer to her, so as to find an opportunity to let her take on the responsibilities and obligations of a mother, that is, to bear the bloodline risks for Alyssa.

However, now, before he really did anything, the person in front of him turned into such an inexplicable attitude...

"Why did you think I was your husband before?"

The fog covered a wide range, like a ghost wall. Although it was absorbed by the field crazily and had a tendency to become thinner, it could not be separated in a short time.

Melen simply sat beside her and couldn't help asking a question.

This was a question he had never figured out.

"That's what I saw."

The other party, holding his head with both hands and looking up at the sky, said in a normal tone: "You have his shadow on you."

Shadow?

This statement surprised Melen a little, and then he suddenly remembered that he did have the vest of Anthony, and even since he obtained the false holy spirit bloodline, the first person he transformed was Anthony.

Is it related to this?

"Why don't you think I am now?"

He asked instead.

"I've found him."

"Where?"

"Dead."    "..."

"But it doesn't matter. I found that he doesn't like me at all."

After glancing at Mellen who was sitting next to him, he sneered and said, "Actually, I should have thought of it earlier, but unfortunately I was blinded by greed."

"What are you talking about?"

Mellen frowned and asked. "Is it related to the Rubik's Cube?"

He didn't sympathize with the other party's "broken love", but if Anthony was really a scumbag, it would be difficult for him to use this to fool this person.

Moreover, although this person said that her husband was dead, her attitude made her look like she regarded herself as this scumbag?

God has mercy on him, he hasn't done anything yet!

"Mind your own business."

Unfortunately, the nun didn't want to say more, and said lightly: "You also said that we are enemies. Since we are enemies, how can we chat here?"

"If you say so, I will arrest you?"

"Whatever."

Mellen sighed when he heard this, feeling that the other party had become inexplicably unyielding.

So he was too lazy to say anything more, took out a bundle of red rope, and tied the other person tightly in no time.

"You——"

The other party did not struggle, but his eyes widened at Mellen, full of surprise, "You are serious?"

"Didn't you say it's okay?"

Mellen said calmly: "Since he is an enemy, how can you be confident that I dare not take action?"

The red rope was used to bind Mrs. Chelsea during the original torture. It has the ability to hinder spellcasting and restrict movement.

So now that I'm tied up, I'm really tied up, not just for fun.

Mellen decided to lock the other party for a while and ask what was going on. Otherwise, just listening to the other party's words would always make him feel confused.

And if he couldn't ask, then he would consider using a mental illness like Stockholm Syndrome to make the other party submit.

It is better not to let her go, otherwise she will disappear and Meren will not be able to find her. If there is any trouble with Alyssa's bloodline and no nun can be found to solve it, wouldn't it mean that the girl should be married off? Kevin?

He didn't feel anything about it before, but now, Mellen felt that if he really wanted to do this, his forehead would seem to be a little green.

"But you don't have to worry too much. I just want to ask you something. I won't do anything to you, let alone kill you."

He made a plan in his heart, but on the surface he comforted the other party who looked sad and angry.

"…Fuck you!"

The nun, whose face turned red because of this, suddenly yelled, "If you want to use me as a tool, just say so. There's no need to show off. It's simply disgusting!"

"tool?"

This was the second time Mellen heard this word from the other party, and he was not angry at being scolded, "Why do you say that?"

"You understand why."

She replied with a sneer, looking at Melen with a look full of sadness, "I have fallen into your hands in this life."

What are you talking about?

Mellen was baffled by this.

But unfortunately, no matter how he asked, the other party never answered, but turned his head away with a stubborn look on his face.

In addition, some abnormalities suddenly appeared on the surface in front of him, so Mellen had no time to pay attention to the prisoner for the time being.

The anomaly originated from the land, and a line of text appeared on the surface——

[Release me, otherwise the tidal fog will burst the entire Fort St. Grant. 】

Exploded?

Mellen raised an eyebrow at this.

I used my authority to take a look at a certain prisoner who was imprisoned, and found that the other person's expression was calm and composed at the moment, full of the temperament of a master, and not at all nervous about being detained.

So he looked at the spherical field in the distance that was frantically absorbing the dense fog nearby, as well as the increasingly sparse fog around him, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Is this because the other party has not started to formally exert force?

Or is he absorbing this field too quickly?