The Chelsea family's reception is still ongoing, but few people know that there is a riot going on in the depths of the manor—

Miss Elisa, who was rescued and returned, fainted again not long after she woke up from her coma!

This caused the personal maids to panic, and several female doctors also hurriedly checked her body.

The results are reassuring.

"The young lady was just emotionally stimulated, so she fell into a coma, and it won't take long for her to wake up."

"Will there be any after-effects?"

"No, it won't."

In the pink bedroom, an old man with gray hair dressed as a nun said to Mrs. Chelsea:

"I think it's actually a protective mechanism, if she doesn't fall unconscious, then the special bloodline in her body will be awakened again."

As he said this, the old man glanced at the black-haired boy who was following Madame out of the corner of his eye, and wondered why Madame could let this apprentice follow Mademoiselle's bedroom—

As a descendant of Mrs. Chelsea, the old man knew that the young man was actually in a master-apprentice relationship with his wife.

But it's precisely because she's a descendant, so she knows very well the truth that it's okay not to have too much curiosity.

Without saying any nonsense, and after a few words of caution, the old nun respectfully took her leave and left.

Only Mrs. Chelsea and her "apprentice" remained.

Looking at the daughter who was sleeping on the feather bed, her face was weak and pale, and the lady who had declared that she was going to have a child with a determined face, and her face was very guilty at this time.

After that, as if she couldn't bear the blow, the girl suddenly fainted to the ground, and her heartstrings immediately tightened.

Now that I heard that my daughter was fine, I was relieved.

She actually couldn't understand why her daughter was so devastated.

After all, the daughter is just unrequited love, and there is no substantial progress between the two parties, and if you "break up", even if you are very sad, you shouldn't have this kind of impact......

But no matter how puzzling it is, Alyssa's "injury" this time is very serious, but it is an indisputable fact.

Madame blamed herself very much because of this, and even regretted her impulsiveness this time.

However, when she turned around and walked out of her daughter's bedroom, the guilt on her face immediately subsided.

"If I don't do that, Alyssa won't die completely."

As the two of them walked down the corridor, she said apologetically to Mellen beside her, "It's my fault that I didn't ask for your consent in advance." ”

"You're a teacher, don't be so polite to me."

Mellen replied with a straight face.

The teacher's lips were cold, but very soft, and now that he thought about it, he found that he was not very happy.

Thinking of the desperate look on the blonde girl's face before she fell unconscious, Mellen felt a little complicated.

Although the other party looks like this, she is basically to blame.

But no matter what, in the face of the obsessive girl who put all her thoughts on himself, it is difficult for him to completely ignore the feelings of the other party.

"Are you sure, though, that she's going to give up on this?"

Mellen asked.

"Although Alyssa is not very obedient sometimes, she is actually a very well-behaved child in her bones."

Madame replied without hesitation, evidently confident in her daughter's remark.

"Since you are my husband, she will never have any other thoughts."

"But, her kind of physique ......"

"Her bloodline shouldn't belong to this era, and this isn't that special space after all."

As she said this, Mrs. Chelsea's hoarse voice unconsciously deepened a lot.

"As long as we continue to crack down on her emotions and prevent her from giving birth to hope for such things, the blood in her body will no longer be stimulated."

"That's why you didn't want to expose yourself at the time?"

"That's right, if her state becomes very bad, then my sudden appearance is a kind of suppression of her bloodline."

"Will this suppression have the opposite effect?" Mellen asked, a little worried.

"You don't have to take it personally."

Thinking that Mellen, like herself, was feeling guilty for hurting her daughter, Mrs. said:

"Alyssa will be autistic for a while because of this, but it will only make her more mature and rational, and there will be fewer mood swings, which is actually a good thing in the long run."

Speaking of this, she paused in her voice, as if thinking of Mellen's liking for her daughter, so she added:

"Our relationship will last for a long time, until Alyssa marries into the Felix family."

"It should take five or six years, right?"

"It's basically the same time as your graduation."

In reply, Madame's gaze softened as she looked at Merlen.

"I know you're not going to feel good about this, so if there's anything you want, you can mention it to me."

…… And this kind of good thing?

Mellen was stunned, a little surprised why the teacher looked like he was at a loss.

But as a person who is good at seeing the seams, Melen will not let go of this sudden opportunity.

So his mind began to think about it quickly.

Of course, it is not possible to ask too much, as this will only increase the chances of the teacher refusing.

Naturally, Mellen thought of something.

"I hope to use that storybook to enhance my talent."

He said with a sincere face: "After this incident of Alyssa, I deeply realized that I am very weak now, and I don't have much strength to fight back in the face of those enemies. ”

"Therefore, I hope to do my best to improve my talents, so that I can grow up quickly with my talents, so that I can share more worries for the teacher."

And for good reason.

Although the talent of their own apprentices is already very strong, no one wants to become stronger in this kind of thing.

Madame was very embarrassed by this.

Because if you want to use that storybook, you need no less than two people to go through the level together.

Only the three of them could enter that world, and if Meren wanted to use it to improve her talents, only she or her daughter would have to cooperate.

It's obviously not okay to ask your daughter to cooperate.

However, if it is yourself......

"If it's not convenient for you, it's really nothing."

Seeing that the teacher didn't speak for a while, Melen said in a disappointed tone: "The content of that storybook is indeed a bit vulgar, as an elder, I should consider that you are actually not suitable to do those things with me." ”

"It's me who is abrupt......"

"There are some secrets hidden in that book, and I'm still working on them."

Mrs. Chelsea responded: "So we shouldn't delve into it until then. ”

Meren nodded in understanding.

Seeing that her students were so sensible, Mrs. felt that she was too "selfish"?

She didn't think the apprentice was playing any heels.

In fact, although they kissed each other before, the daughter's sudden coma had already made Mrs. a little confused.

Mellen's reasons are very legitimate, and her character is trustworthy in the past, so she didn't think of going to some aspects at all.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Chelsea said: "But the first level should be fine, and I can also explore the detailed mechanism of its operation by the way." ”

The first level really doesn't involve too much of anything out of the ordinary......

Melen blinked.

But as the saying goes, there are two if there is one.

Once a person accepts a relatively small request, it is not difficult to turn the small request into a big one step by step.

"So, Teacher, when are you free?" He asked in pursuit.

"Wait until I'm done with these two days, before you start school."

As she said this, Mrs. Chelsea suddenly thought of something, and said to him with a serious expression:

"During this time, you can stay with me first, you have many physical problems, I am going to find you a wizard who has in-depth study of souls, to give you a careful examination."

Check the body?

Melen was stunned when he heard this, and then said a little tactfully: "If you check it for me, I have no opinion, but if it's an outsider......"

"Not an outsider."

Mrs. Chelsea said: 'She's a good friend of mine and I trust her. ”

Just because you trust it doesn't mean I can trust it.

Melen muttered secretly, but the teacher was very resolute at the moment, and there seemed to be little room for rebuttal.

After thinking about it, he suddenly realized again.

If he stays at the teacher's house, then when facing the teacher's daughter, his identity as a stepfather will inevitably continue.

During this period, if you do some intimate actions, it is obviously impossible for the teacher to refuse......

So he nodded without any opinion.

What are the methods of high-level wizards, Merron, who has obtained the inheritance of the Potions professor, knows more or less about it.

I don't think anyone can find any secrets under the premise of his "refusal to cooperate".

So if it's profitable, it's not a big deal to get your body checked.

……

Then the two didn't say anything more.

Although there are many things to ask, such as the specific origin of Alyssa's bloodline and her origins, and what is the origin of the enemy called the nun.

And why the teacher suddenly planned to hide his identity and go to that wizarding school with him.

But now, Mellen found that before she knew it, the teacher was already tired.

So he didn't want to bother with anything anymore, and he proposed to rest very interestingly.

Mrs. Chelsea called a maid and led him to a certain room.

It just so happened that the change in the rune in the body seemed to be nearing the end.

Meren then planned to concentrate on this thing, to figure out what was going on with this bloodline.

Therefore, he did not notice that when he left, Mrs. Chelsea, who was a teacher, stared at his back for a while.

It wasn't until the figure of the apprentice completely disappeared from sight that she slowly retracted her gaze.

After a moment of silence, Madame raised a finger and gently scratched her lips.

A strange feeling in my heart dissipated as the invisible traces of saliva on my lips were erased.

Madame lowered her head and stared at her slender finger for a long time, feeling a little incredible.