You call this the mastermind?

A lot of the information Mellen got from the leader was very close to what he had obtained from the previous interrogation.

He did not hide the content of the other party's "surrender" from Mrs. Chelsea who was sitting nearby.

"No reaction."

The lady replied.

Is this not interested?

Mellen raised his eyebrows.

Or did he think everything was under control.

Or did he simply not see it?

Hodgson Simon had said before that due to the times, the awakened Holy Spirit could not stay awake for a normal time.

Only when facing a critical moment will it replace the secondary consciousness to become active.

But the restrictions in this situation are actually not that strong.

Staying awake will only make the Holy Spirit feel an increasingly severe pressure, and under normal circumstances, this pressure can be resisted.

For example, the leader has been active with the main consciousness for more than ten hours, but he is still waiting for Mellen's response.

At the same time, the Holy Spirit sleeping in the body is not completely unaware of the outside world.

At least, when encountering serious accidents or things of interest, they will feel something and then revive and appear.

Sometimes, you can even stay semi-conscious and watch the behavior of the secondary consciousness in your body.

So, the one in the lady's body seems to have fainted for some reason, but in fact, she may be silently watching everything happening here.

After all, she has just woken up from a deep sleep of who knows how many years, so she doesn't want to continue sleeping, right?

"Don't worry about finding her body next."

With such a hidden light bulb, Mrs. Chelsea can't discuss anything with Melen.

But when she said something, she didn't seem to hesitate.

"Regarding the restart of the magic tide and the black sun, you don't need to get deeply involved. Grab the power of the heir, and then study the path of wizards in school with peace of mind. That's what you should do next."

"Then, about the imprisoned Holy Spirit?"

"It was the Saint Grant Castle school that asked you to provide help. Whether to release the person depends on what they think. Of course, they have to bear the relevant responsibilities and consequences."

Melen nodded when he heard it.

The teacher's meaning was very clear. No matter how the outside world changes, it is always good to stay out of it.

This is of course not to say that you should do nothing, but to do what you should do.

So as not to get involved in some troubles that are meaningless to him.

For Melen, there are actually not many things to do.

Cooperating with the school to overcome this crisis is naturally one of them.

The reason is very simple. He received "money".

The drop of spring water from the Fountain of Heaven is still quietly placed in the suitcase, so Melen will certainly not stay out of this matter.

So seeing that the teacher looked tired and didn't intend to say anything more, he didn't stay here any longer, but got into the suitcase again and was busy with this matter.

In addition, he had other things to consider.

For example, the change in Elisa's fate made him gain a destiny.

That drop of spring water also needs to be studied.

At the same time, after the torture, Melen found that his Sun Knight Breathing Method seemed to have some strange changes when it was "running" in his body...

If you think about it carefully, he actually has a lot of things to do.

In comparison, the blonde lady sitting on the sofa was not as busy as her own students.

Or rather, she was not paying attention to other things now.

She was currently considering only one thing.

…

She raised her slender index finger and tapped a small wooden table in front of her.

After a ripple, a "mirror" with a watery color appeared on the surface of the table.

When the lady looked down, a face that looked the same as hers, but more holy, came into view.

At first, the face had its eyes closed, and its blonde hair was neatly spread out, gorgeous and magnificent, as if emitting a sacred light.

When she noticed Mrs. Chelsea's gaze and slowly opened her eyes to look, a breathtaking majesty was immediately transmitted.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and never spoke.

Until the "madam" in the mirror slowly spoke.

"Your body is full of filth, and your soul has long been corrupted. The shameless behavior of you and your students will not bring any benefits except trouble to you."

"Even if you don't do this, I will actually tell you everything you want."    "Because you are dirty and unworthy of merging with me."

Her hostility was not concealed, and she seemed to not care whether Mrs. Chelsea would cooperate with her to do something next.

In her words, she could not even hear any scheming and scheming, giving people the feeling that she was a young man with a sharp edge, rather than a powerful judge.

However, in the face of this attitude, the lady was not angry.

"It seems that you haven't looked through all my memories yet."

"That will only dirty my eyes."

A slightly different hoarse voice said this, full of contempt.

But Mrs. Chelsea smiled faintly when she heard it, and then turned her hand and took out a blue gem that looked crystal clear.

After flicking her finger and flicking it into the air, a dynamic scene was instantly born and spread, floating in the hut like an illusory mirage.

Everything in it is full of truth.

Because it happened not long ago.

"Will you tell me?"

"Are you going to tell me or not?"

The arrogant words came out faintly.

Accompanied by a faint wail.

The voice was no longer majestic, but full of shame.

Looking at the scene, the "Madam" in the mirror widened her eyes in shock.

When she looked at her reincarnation again, she was unconsciously filled with anger.

"You damn bitch!"

"Just in case."

Mrs. Chelsea said slowly:

"You are not qualified to be angry. This is my body. You are just a robber who popped out of nowhere. I am willing to let my students play with it. That is my business. What does it have to do with you?"

This sounds quite reasonable. However, if you consider the intermittent conversations in the picture, even a fool can tell who the real identity of the tall blond figure is.

"What do you want?"

After a moment of anger, the existence in the mirror calmed down.

"I just want to ensure the safety of Alyssa and Mellen."

The lady said: "I know you can't lie, so you just have to promise me that you will never do anything to my two children, and you don't have to worry about outsiders knowing about this."

"Your daughter can, but your students can't."

The other party responded without hesitation, "He must die, there is no room for compromise on this."

"Even if I make all this public?"

"Since you know I can't lie, there is no need to ask such nonsense."

The lady lowered her eyes when she heard this.

After thinking for a moment, she took out a blood-red dagger and pointed it at her heart.

"Then, what about this?"

"You-"

The existence in the mirror was very surprised to see this, "Are you crazy?"

"Of course I'm not crazy, I'm very calm now."

Mrs. Chelsea said lightly: "I think you should be able to feel whether I am scaring people or I really have this plan."

In a sense, both parties actually have a sense of each other.

So the "madam" in the mirror fell silent.

After a while, she said with some difficulty: "Okay, but in addition, you need to promise me two things."

"What is it?"

"In your memory, there is a person you call the mysterious knight."

She said solemnly: "Investigate his true identity for me and find him."

"No problem."

The lady agreed very straightforwardly.

"What about the other thing?"

"Find out what the child of destiny preached."

The lady in the mirror said: "Then, push the truth believers to launch the second sacrifice."