You call this the mastermind?

The meeting place chosen by the two was a remote and quiet small park, surrounded by many bamboos that Melen felt very familiar with.

These plants are called Biligwei, which are magical plants that can be used to attach fire rune spells. There is a unique atmosphere faintly present in them, which can even remind Melen of the black star in the sky that ordinary people cannot see. sun.

He was actually very curious about this. When he met Athena, he was distracted by observing this plant that he had never noticed before.

However, now, looking at the petite black-haired girl in front of him and the thick brown scroll handed to him, Meren's attention has no time to pay attention to anything else.

"Are you crazy?"

His eyes widened in shock.

The so-called slave contract is actually very famous in the wizarding world, but this kind of name is basically a bad name, and it is even classified into the ranks of black magic.

Because this type of contract involves the soul of the wizard, and the restrictions are extremely vicious. After signing, the being who is treated as a slave basically has no free power in any field, and can be called a puppet that can be manipulated at will.

Moreover, because the principle of validity involves irreversible changes in the soul, as long as someone signs this kind of contract, it cannot be canceled, and if the master dies, regardless of whether the slave is nearby, he will die immediately.

All in all, if Melen agrees to sign this contract, then the girl in front of him will really never be able to escape his control.

However, this thing is banned in the wizarding world. Let alone making it, even holding a contract is a crime. If he didn't know the general situation of the person in front of him, Mellen would even suspect that this guy was planning to frame him.

"I'm very sensible."

Athena said in a normal tone: "I just need you to trust me."

"So you are willing to be a slave?" Mellen found this incredible.

"I believe that when I am your slave, I will not be played with without dignity."

The girl replied, "So this method is the fastest way for me to win your trust."

"Maybe you could use something more gentle."

As Melen spoke, he took the sheepskin scroll from the other party's hand, spread it out and looked at it carefully.

It was not that he was being pretentious and unwilling to accept her as a slave even after the other party came to his door, nor was he worried that Juliana would be angry if he made her a slave.

In fact, even if this contract is signed, if he does not interfere, outsiders will not be able to see anything, and it will not hinder Athena's normal life.

Meren didn't think he would do anything bad to the girl, so this contract was really just something that made him feel at ease.

Taking into account the girl's keen observation and the many secrets she noticed about herself, Meren had no reason to reject the other party's proposal. After all, he was not a virgin bitch and would not consider the other party when some of his own interests were threatened. .

However, before coming here, he had thought that Athena would continue to seduce him step by step, but in the end he was faced with this situation. Meren didn't believe that the other party would really make such a decision so easily.

After all, she didn't seem to have anything to turn to for help, and she didn't have any leverage in her hands.

Simply wanting to win your own trust has taken over your entire life. This is so decisive and inexplicable.

"Because I think you are the child of destiny."

As if aware of Melen's current thoughts, when he was looking at the contract, Athena, who was standing in front of him, put her little head close and whispered: "And you should know that I am a elector."

These words made Melen's eyes break away from the contract in his hand and look at the black-haired girl again, and found that her distinctive gray eyes were looking at him without blinking. "I don't know what the connection is between the chosen ones of destiny and the children of destiny, but I think this connection is stronger than this slave contract."

The girl continued: "So in your opinion, my current behavior may be exaggerated, but in my opinion, it has no price at all. In this world, who can escape the control of fate?"

"Aren't you afraid of making mistakes in judgment?"

Mellen asked with a raised eyebrow.

To be honest, he actually couldn't understand what the other party said. Tangible restraint and invisible guidance of fate are not the same thing. If the identities were reversed, Melen would not willingly be someone else's slave. He would only find ways to stay away. Even resist.

"I trust my instincts."

Athena answered simply.

The existing clues cannot prove that Melen is related to Destiny's Child, and putting the two together is even a bit far-fetched.

However, during this period of time, apart from those clues, she had actually conducted an in-depth investigation of Melen, and she could not believe his growth rate and various wonderful methods. So calm down and think about it, if he is not the son of destiny, who else can be?

In addition, when she saw Melen, she did have a very special feeling, so she put her thoughts on him without hesitation.

Seeing the firmness on her palm-sized face, Mellen thought thoughtfully, and then without hesitation signed his spiritual mark on the contract with his third hand - no matter what she thought, after all, When the Destiny Child made this judgment, the contract had to be signed.

Unless Meren is willing to face the sacrifice of exposing his identity, or wants to kill someone to silence him.

Considering that the current situation outside St. Grant's Fort is chaotic and unclear, it may not be a good thing to expose this identity rashly. Of course, it goes without saying how to choose.

"I think she said it so bluntly on purpose to urge me to sign the contract."

Looking at the contract in his hand that seemed to be real and turned into a dark blue flame and burned out, and feeling a strong control over the girl in front of him in his mind, Melen couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you need special services, Master?"

The shy words brought his attention back to reality. Looking at the expressionless face of the girl, Melen rolled his eyes, "Since the contract has been signed, I don't bother to care what you think, but you don't need to test anything, just get along as you should."

"But, I want to climb into your bed."

The girl said something very abnormal in a normal tone.

"I'm not interested in you." Melen said something against his will, mainly because he was not thick-skinned enough.

"After signing this contract, I can't find another man, so you don't have to worry about anything." Athena said in a strange tone: "Why don't we give it a try?"

"I am your uncle after all."

"Aunt won't know."

"I believe she won't know, but I'm not a male dog who can be in heat anytime and anywhere." Melen rolled his eyes and said: "Do you have anything else to say? If not, I'll leave first."

"It's your birthday in two days." Athena said, "Maybe you don't know, that day is actually my birthday too."

"Really? It's quite a coincidence?"

"What do you think about us trying it on that day? Maybe the mission of the elect is to serve you? Maybe there will be some special circumstances?"