As dusk fell, the already dim light in the abandoned classroom became more and more secluded, and some strange smells permeated the atmosphere, which made the living environment here look very poor.

However, Melun, who was lying on a soft bed, felt very comfortable staying here at the moment.

With the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, a pretty face full of exhaustion was pressed against his muscular chest, and the sound of soft breathing was soothing and frequent, confirming that the owner of the voice had fallen into a deep sleep at the moment.

Because of the long golden hair, which was as smooth and draped as silk, Melun could not see all of her face when she looked down, and only the straight and pretty tip of her nose was relatively visible in the hazy light.

"She was as bold as a prostitute when she seduced, but in fact she was more young and shy than her daughter."

Looking at Lydia in her arms, Melen silently thought, "What an unexpected conservatism......

It can be said that the previous almost full day from morning to afternoon made him completely overturn his previous impression of this nun, although now it seems that the figure sleeping in the thin snow-white velvet quilt is tall and graceful, exquisite, and full of the allure of success.

But no matter how you look at it, Melen has a feeling that she is holding an innocent girl-

What is more reflective of a person's nature than when one's mind is in a trance?

Mellen even regretted his previous sloppiness, because the surrounding environment was really not very good, and it was romantic, not even normal, like a rough house under renovation, and it was unappetizing to look at it more.

But if you think about it, when the atmosphere arrives, how can you take care of so much.

It's just that as the old saying goes, Gentle Township is a hero's mound, and Melun, who was a little unable to stop the car when he fell into it, looked at the sky outside, and suddenly remembered that there seemed to be some serious things to be done.

It's not too important, but I made an appointment with Lily, a little girl in Graham, to help her look up something related to the dream shaman in the school library at noon today.

God knows why that little girl would be interested in this ancient profession of shaman.

However, considering the search for the body of the Holy Spirit, Meren had not intended to pass up this opportunity to brush up on favorability before—as a result, he had completely forgotten about it, and only now remembered it.

Bending sideways, he picked up his magic pouch from the surface of the bed side, took out the Book of Secret Words, and looked at it, and sure enough, there were a bunch of messages on it.

"Don't forget, Egger, I'm counting on you."

Because there was a lot of small talk during this time, the two got along very well, and under the deliberate guidance of Melun, the other party also forgot that she still owed Melen a little money.

"How's it going, did you find it?"

"Isn't that hard to find?"

「？」

「……」

「……」

「[??「 Д????]」

This kind of thing is very suitable for passing in the Book of Secret Words, which can adjust the atmosphere and talk to each other a lot, Melen will occasionally send a few, and as a result, this little guy was fascinated when he first saw it, not only usually used, but also always thinking about creating some of his own.

"The ones you want me to help find are taboo, I went to look for them, not only did I not find them, but I was also punished by the librarian for cleaning up all afternoon."

Mellen lied and responded without a draft.

As a result, the other party replied in seconds: "You are the guardian of Fort St. Grant, who dares to punish you?"

"Outside of that, I'm still a student, and if I'm a student, I need to follow the rules and regulations of the school."

「…… But why is it taboo?"

"Being able to do whatever you want in other people's dreams, why do you say it's taboo?"

"Uh......"

"But thanks to this cleaning, I've figured out the regional branches of this library."

Meren flickered at the child and said, "I'll sneak over tomorrow and turn it over, and it will definitely be done."

"Alright, Merron, I'm really bothering you."

The child replied very simply, without suspecting anything.

Meren then ignored her.

Looking at the other messages in the Book of Secret Words, apart from Juliana asking him what he had for dinner at night, only the news of the Holy Spirit Christine could get his attention.

"You're playing with fire!"

These words seemed to have a bit of an angry flavor, which made Mellen quite inexplicable.

"What do you mean?"

He asked rhetorically.

As a result, there was no response from the other side.

This made Melen squint, and then pulled out of the quilt, ready to get dressed and go to see the situation.

His light movements were not large, but the sleeping blonde young woman woke up in an instant, and after opening her eyes and seeing that it was Meren, she relaxed.

"Why are you going?"

The hoarse voice was slightly dull, as if the nose was stuffy, a little lazy, and mixed with a hint of coquettishness.

"There's something to deal with."

Mellen wasn't going to tell the truth.

However, when he found that the young woman's eyes buried in the soft pillow were looking at him infatuatedly, and the affection and love in them seemed to be about to overflow, he trembled in his heart, and then bent down and kissed the other party on the forehead.

"Wait here, I'll be back in the evening."

Lydia didn't say anything when she heard this, but stretched out a pair of snow-white arms and wrapped them around Melen's neck, and kissed him in this position for a while before reluctantly putting them down.

"Go ahead, dear, don't think about me."

As she spoke, the young woman buried her face in the pillow, as if she wanted to get some sleep, and her voice was sullen because of this behavior, "I'm going to completely decorate this place tonight, and I may not be able to take care of you."

"Okay then."

Meren didn't insist on it, "I'll come back to you tomorrow morning."

In fact, he has to psychic to find the pair of "female savages" at night, and then he will travel through time and space, and he may meet in the current girlhood, so there is no need to stay together.

Lydia snorted, the great spiritual satisfaction made her now act like a well-behaved newlywed wife, but the physical exhaustion and detachment made her no time to think more, so she fell into a deep sleep again.

In this case, she should have had a perfect rest.

Unfortunately, less than half an hour after Mellen left, Lydia was suddenly awakened.

Looking sideways, not far away, a barefoot woman with silver hair like snow and a white wrapping robe was standing there, quietly observing her.

"You've done something wrong."

Seeing Lydia look over, the silver-haired woman with a holy and ethereal temperament whispered, "Up to now, you have spent less than a whole day with him, but you have already dedicated yourself to him."

"It's you."

Lydia ignored the other party's words, and when she saw the person who was coming, she lazily withdrew her gaze, her eyelids fluttering, as if she wanted to continue sleeping.

"Less than a day."

Seeing this, the visitor emphasized, "Don't you think this is a terrible state of affairs?"

"That's an exaggeration."

Lydia muttered, burying the tip of her nose in the pillow, and after taking a deep breath of someone's remaining scent, a touching flush appeared on her pretty face.

This manifestation of fever on the spot made the silver-haired woman not speak for a while, and it was not until about ten minutes later that she sighed.

"You and your daughter's personalities are really similar."

"You mean Alyssa?"

Lydia's originally intoxicated face immediately turned cold, "She's not my daughter!"

"You are related by blood, she fell from you, not a daughter?"

The silver-haired woman asked softly.

As a result, Lydia's face showed a look of disgust, "If I would take a monster born in only ten days as a daughter, then I must be crazy."

"Time

Length doesn't negate the established facts, and if she's really not your daughter, why are you so similar?"

"If you have to figure this out."

Lydia didn't bother to say anything, and said in a cold tone, "I suggest you go to the world and find those who study philosophy, for the sake of your boredom, maybe they will be in the mood to discuss it with you."

"So, what does Alyssa mean to you?"

The silver-haired woman asked in a pestering manner, "A tool for the conspiracy?" A useless burden? Or is it a rival in love who robs your husband from you?"

Lydia didn't intend to deal with each other anymore, but the last paragraph made her feel a touch of shame in her heart, and the sweet thoughts that were originally full of sweetness because of the rapid relationship with Mellen involuntarily recalled many questions that she deliberately ignored.

She had long since discovered the ambiguous relationship between Alyssa and Melen, and in a sense, it was her own facilitation.

At the same time, Lydia also knew that the "cousin" was also having an affair with Merlen.

Not long ago, when she felt Melen looking at her body, her fiery and inexplicable gaze suddenly flashed a doubt in her mind.

That is, what is the relationship between Melen and her sister Isabella?

All these things cannot be studied in depth, otherwise they will inevitably be disappointed.

But when you calm down and think about it, it seems that these problems will have to be faced sooner or later.

At that time, what attitude should I use?

Thinking of this, Lydia suddenly focused her gaze on the silver-haired woman not far away, and a thick suspicion flashed in her eyes, "You haven't been spying on us just now, have you?"

"As long as I want to know, I can know."

The other replied softly, "No need to peep."

Idiots will believe you.

Lydia cursed, in a terrible mood.

Because she found that the person in front of her was very likely to be another rival in love!

Although I don't know how Melen hooked up with this mysterious woman, I can imagine it with my feet, and the other party is so entangled with her not because of herself, but because of Mellen.

looks at each other so differently, and even "cares" about the private lives of the two, what would it be if they are not rivals in love?

Lydia's blue eyes narrowed unconsciously, and then she sighed sadly, "Meren hopes that I can use the blood connection to bear some price on behalf of Alyssa, and I have long made up my mind not to resist, so if I really want to say that I am a rival in love, I can't actually call it a rival."

"Are you really willing to give yourself?"

"No, but I love Mellen, and I'm willing to do anything for him."

"Love should be selfish."

"Of course, but who told me to be the latter? It used to be so vicious......

The words full of self-pleading and self-pleading made Lydia herself want to shudder a little, but when the words fell, the other party seemed to be inspired, and fell into deep thought.

This made Lydia stunned, suspecting that the other party was pretending.

After all, the words themselves may not even be fooled by children, she said this, but just to express her current situation before "winning or losing", and to divert the attention of the mysterious and powerful rival in front of her to others, so that she can appear "harmless".

But what's going on now?

Such a mysterious "strong enemy", can he still be a big fool who is easily fooled?

"You're such an idiot."

The silver-haired woman, who Lydia suspects of being a dumbfounder, suddenly sighed, "You think you're lying to me, but I see that you're really going to do it."

"What do you mean?"

Lydia frowned.

"Good luck." The other party replied softly, and the figure in the dim light disappeared into the abandoned classroom.

She came suddenly, and she left inexplicably, Lydia

So I was stunned for a long time, and finally sneered.

"An idiot pretending to be a ghost."

Muttering, she buried her head back in the soft pillow and decided not to bother with the headaches or puzzling things.

Feeling some strange warmth in her abdomen, Lydia turned to business.

"It's so big, you should be able to get pregnant, right?"

"As long as I have Merlen's children, those *** are nothing."

She thought to herself.

Although it was later, there were many things that came later, and as long as she used some small means, she was confident that she could firmly grasp her husband's heart in her hands.

This self-confidence is not based on blind arrogance, but on everything that has been "past" -

When she was a girl, if her husband "Anthony" didn't love her deeply, how could she put a heart completely on him?

It can be said that this memory has become her guiding light now......

Thinking of this, Lydia suddenly frowned.

Although he clearly knew that Mellen would become Anthony, as of now, he didn't seem to have figured out a way to really transform in that era.

In other words, the two were immersed in each other and couldn't extricate themselves, and they had completely forgotten about it.

"I'm supposed to go in at night, right?"

She looked at the dim sky outside with some apprehension, "Can you think of a way in such a short time?"

……

The nun's concern was justified, as Mellen had not yet thought of such a thing.

It's not that he doesn't pay attention to it, but because, after coming to the secret cabin, Alyssa's current situation directly attracted his attention.

"What's wrong with her?"

Looking at the blonde girl lying in a coma on the bed, but her face was ruddy, Melen looked at Mrs. Chelsea beside her with some puzzlement.

"Empathy, it's too stimulated."

Before the heavy-faced lady could speak, the voice of the Holy Spirit sounded in Merlen's heart, "Thanks to you, our plan has to be advanced."

"What do you mean?"

Mellen was surprised when she heard this, "Does this have anything to do with me?"