You call this the mastermind?

Athena said this without changing her expression, and Melen had a complicated expression after hearing it.

However, he did not respond. He patted the shoulder of the girl in front of him, who was only as tall as his chest, and turned to leave.

Watching his back disappear from sight quietly, Athena's expressionless face showed an inconspicuous smile.

She did not agree, but she did not refuse either, which proved that he was indeed interested in her.

"What a weird man."

The girl muttered softly, feeling a sense of being imprisoned and dominated in her soul, but her whole body gradually relaxed, and her mood even became quite comfortable.

The words she said just now actually did not mean anything else, she really thought so.

It has come to this point, why not try it?

Athena was actually not very interested in this kind of thing, but she was a little curious after all. After all, it involved the reproduction of human beings and the mystery of life. She always felt that this process might be a miracle and was worth exploring.

On the other hand, although the slave contract could quickly gain trust, trust did not mean closeness.

Although Athena had no intention of snatching the position of Mellen's wife, she was also unwilling to be a mere subordinate.

After all, only a closer relationship could allow her to understand and participate in something at the first time.

So, she positioned herself as a confidant-like lover.

As for whether doing so would hurt her aunt Juliana?

This was not within her consideration.

…

Athena was not the only one who cared about Mellen. The Holy Spirit Christine, who regarded him as the "savior", was also paying attention to this.

But of course she was not doing it for herself, but for Alyssa.

"I don't think we can really control her."

The morning sun dispelled the dimness in the girls' dormitory, and the bugs on the floor had long disappeared at this moment.

Mrs. Chelsea, disguised as Catherine, leaned against the door of the bathroom, watching the blonde girl brushing her teeth in the mirror, while listening to the voice of the Holy Spirit emerging from the bottom of her heart.

"You should have remembered her previous illness, and that state is not far from her current state."

"What does this mean?"

The lady asked silently.

"You know, her blood will make her full of desire." The Holy Spirit answered concisely, "Considering that human will has an upper limit after all, when this desire is strong to a certain extent, any man will have a strong attraction to her."

"You mean, we need to lock her up?"

"No one can lock her up." The Holy Spirit denied: "At that time, as long as she wants, she can appear in any corner of this world."

"So?"

"You know what I mean."

"Don't you mean that Lydia can bear this hidden danger?"

"Your sister can bear it, but only part of it."

The Holy Spirit's statement is a little different from before, "Although her bloodline is not ordinary, she does not have the status of Alyssa, the mother of hell. According to my prediction, even if she can cooperate, it can only delay for a while."

Mrs. Chelsea frowned when she heard it.

The Holy Spirit's meaning was very clear. If Alyssa was allowed to continue like this, she might become a slut who could be slept with by anyone. Of course, the lady could not bear this, but there seemed to be no appropriate solution.

"Moreover, what is more troublesome is that when Alyssa is immersed in desire, she does not know how to restrain herself. I think you should be able to imagine this."

Seeing that she did not speak for a while, the Holy Spirit added another sentence.

The lady frowned even deeper.

If she does not know how to restrain herself, she will certainly ask for endlessly until she drains her male companion.

Considering the ability to make her wishes come true, even draining is not necessarily an exaggeration. The literal and physical meaning is more likely.

In other words, one person dies.

This trait, she actually knew before she knew the details of her daughter Alyssa, otherwise when Mellen came to the door, she would not suspect that Mellen had an affair with her daughter and regarded Mellen and Alyssa as a couple...

Thinking of this, the lady suddenly had an idea, and then her face became very annoyed. "You don't want me to make plans from Mellen, do you?"

"Why not?"

The Holy Spirit said calmly: "He has practiced the Sun Knight Breathing Method to the limit, which is no different from a perpetual motion machine. He is not afraid of your daughter at all. And it happens that your daughter used to like him very much. With him around, she will not consider other men."

"But you know the relationship between him and me!"

"It depends on how you choose."

The Holy Spirit said disapprovingly: "Is your daughter more important, or is your moral concept more important?"

The lady did not speak, and her face became very gloomy.

Everything she saw and heard last night was enough to upset her. Although she did not show it on the surface, her heart was always restless.

As a result, now, she heard such a bad thing again...

Is the daughter more important, or the bottom line?

She didn't need to think about this question at all.

But how could she be willing to let her lover and her daughter get together?

Although this lover was "robbed" from her daughter...

"Maybe I should have more confidence in Alyssa."

The lady murmured in a low voice, watching the blonde girl who had brushed her teeth and rinsed her mouth, and smiled sweetly at the mirror.

But she heard the Holy Spirit sneer, as if mocking the naivety of her idea.

Then, before the lady could angrily refute anything, a clear and pleasant question came from not far away.

"Are you worried, Catherine?"

Looking up, Alyssa was blinking her beautiful big eyes at her, her little face full of curiosity, "Is it related to the laboratory you joined?"

The lady lived in the secret hut Li a few days ago and did not return to the dormitory. After returning yesterday, she lied that she had joined an experiment organized by a professor in the school, which aroused the curiosity of everyone in the dormitory.

But the lady claimed that there was a confidentiality agreement, so they couldn't ask more.

"Nothing."

The lady shook her head and then changed the subject: "You seem very happy today?"

When she just woke up in the morning, the girl smiled foolishly for a while, and then she didn't know what she was thinking. Her face was always red, and her eyes were still dazed until she brushed her teeth just now.

This look is very familiar. If she didn't know that no men had approached Elisa recently, the lady would even suspect that she was thinking about men.

"Oh, because of the happy event."

The girl replied a little embarrassedly: "I've been thinking about writing a novel recently, but there is a plot that I can't figure out. As a result, I figured it out in my dream last night, which is really surprising."

"Really?"

Mrs. Chelsea pretended to be surprised, "Congratulations, this is really magical."

"Thank you, but don't tell anyone, I don't want others to know about writing a novel."

Elisa's little look seemed very shy.

"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you."

The lady answered without hesitation. But her heart was full of worries.

Others didn't know, how could she ignore that because of the existence of the storybook world, Elisa had no chance to enter her sleep?

In other words, the girl was completely lying just now.

However, her lie was very realistic. If you don't know, you can't see the flaws at all...

When did that simple, stubborn, and often sulky daughter have such a mind?

"I am sure that she is not using a secondary personality to disguise herself now."

The Holy Spirit in the body jumped out and gave the lady a stab, "Her nature is indeed changing rapidly."