You call this the mastermind?

The touch under him was very hard, as if he was lying on the floor. The shaking sensation transmitted from it seemed to have some kind of rhythm, one wave after another, making Melen vaguely suspect that he might be at sea.

Then when his mind was clear, he found that there was no doubt that he was indeed at sea.

Moreover, he was in the guest room of a ship.

There was no floor below, but a hard bed, which was creaking with the shaking of the ship.

He raised his hand and looked in front of his eyes. His five fingers were chubby, and there was an inconspicuous dimple at the junction of the back of his hand, proving that his body had completely changed at this moment.

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

Melen was a little disappointed.

The sudden drowsiness before appeared after the experiment related to the spring water, which made him naturally guess the two together. As a result, it seems that this is not the case at all - he traveled through time and space and became Anthony!

Unlike the usual need to make a spiritual contract with No. 1, this time he came in simply...

"Is it because this body woke up that I was suddenly pulled in?"

When he sat up from the bed, feeling the ray of clarity brewing in his sleepy mind and the vitality in his body, Melen had already guessed.

This situation was unexpected, but reasonable.

After all, in a sense, he already had a body in this era, which was equivalent to having an anchor point, and it would naturally change compared to before.

However, in this way, it can be fully proved that this shuttle ability is based on himself, not No. 1.

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

While thinking, Melen had already put on his clothes.

When he left the guest room, he found that the cabin area was quite quiet, and the hanging oil lamp was dim, as if it was not yet dawn.

He went up the stairs to the deck and looked around. There was a glimmer of dawn at the end of his vision, but the sound of the waves around was loud and the wind was raging, proving that it was not a good time to go out.

After observing other details, Mellen had a guess.

The changes in rules are not limited to entry and exit.

Before this, he thought that the identity of Anthony he played was mostly in the "AI takeover" state, and he could only possess the body once a year regularly, just like the nun possessed Lydia in her teenage years.

But now it seems that this rule does not apply to him.

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

In other words, the last time he fell asleep in this body, he returned to heaven, and just now this body woke up again, and pulled his will back again.

"Preliminary judgment is that I can leave after sleeping here, and come in again after waking up. This entry is somewhat compulsory."

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

There is nothing wrong with normal sleep entry and exit, 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, then won't he be dragged in immediately?

In other words, if the rules of entry and exit are really based on Anthony's identity, then his real body may faint at any time because of such a thing?

"This is not a good thing."

Melen thought.

Although there is no danger in the heaven where the real body is, it does not mean that there will be no danger.

Where did the pollution in the spring water of the heaven come from?

Is its appearance accidental, or is there any conspiracy?

As the mother of the heaven, Sylvie is confused about this, but he can't help but care.

So Melen didn't think about why this rule is based on Anthony instead of his real body.

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

Then Melen suddenly had an idea.

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

"Did she come in together as before?"

It would be troublesome to figure this out before, but it is not difficult now.

His mind sank into the field, and he listened carefully to the noise in the bud. Soon, Mellen was able to confirm 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..."

Being in the time and space of history, everything should be destined.

And if nothing unexpected happens, what Mellen has to do next is to follow this established trajectory and lure Lydia, who is still the lady of the Chelsea family, step by step into depravity, and eventually turn her into a vicious woman.

Many things may happen in this process, but there will be no surprises, because in the current situation, he can't leave this matter to "AI".

In other words, he needs to do it himself, spending several years or even more than ten years to do something that will not have other results.

This will inevitably be boring.

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

He thought about it.

However, the bud has not yet been fully developed, and we are not sure what the so-called portal will be like, so this idea cannot 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, he didn'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 was a little weirded out by 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 mind moved and he lay back on the hard bed, pretending to be asleep.

So the knock on the door rang for a long time, and after getting no response, he suddenly disappeared.

Then, the originally closed door quietly opened a gap.

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

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

But before he could figure out the origin of the scent, the figure sneaking in 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 stopped abruptly when it reached the edge of his neck, paused for a moment, 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 confused.

Although he didn't open his eyes to see, 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, he did nothing extraordinary on the ship heading to the wizard school as Anthony. Although he had communicated with the teacher before, the process was plain 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.

Then 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 was because he suddenly remembered something.

In addition to passively following the established trajectory and seeing whether Lydia would fall as she did 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.

But 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 limited to use, it is very suitable.

"According to the information provided by Lidya, her mother will 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 observe 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 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 Mellen's simple wooden house.

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 looked 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 wisp of unfamiliar 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 girl Lidya responded quickly, then pretended to be sleepy and hit her head, standing up from the sofa.

"Now that my sister is back, I'll go back 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 brief 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, could it be that her sister had a boyfriend?

To the point of making such a sneaky move?

"Who could it be?"

"That smell..."

Her sensitive nose since childhood made her think she had sufficient evidence, and the fact that her sister had a boyfriend was obviously a big deal to her.

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.

The stranger was the only one who had a long conversation with my sister when we boarded the boat today. If I guessed correctly, it was even my sister who took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

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

But now it seems, is that 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. The girl finally decided that if she had the chance, she must test the round-faced and slightly chubby boy.

…

The opportunity came quickly.

When it was completely light outside, she ran to the deck to get some fresh air when she suddenly came.

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. She's curious about what kind of man her sister, who has always set her sights on, and has no false interest in men, likes?

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

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.

Just as expected, it seemed that as long as he wanted to, he could drag the corresponding person in!

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