You call this the mastermind?

The bright and quiet, yet slightly suggestive living room was becoming increasingly heated.

But with a few anxious calls coming from the corridor outside the door, the atmosphere that seemed to be burning suddenly cooled down as if it had been poured with cold water.

The noses touched, and on the beautiful face close at hand, the deep and beautiful green eyes stared at Mellen quietly, and the heavy breathing in her mouth slowly stabilized.

A few seconds later, the tall figure standing in front of the black-haired boy released his hands, tidied up the slightly messy black silk pajamas on his body, turned off the sofa, and walked out the door barefoot.

"What happened?"

When she came to the door of the room, she turned her head to look in the direction of the sound in the corridor, and her calm words were mixed with a little displeasure.

"Why is it so noisy?"

"There was a sudden fire in the next room, madam." A maid's voice came.

"Who notified me?"

"We can't be sure, we just heard someone shouting..."

The lady frowned slightly when she heard this, but she didn't say anything else.

She raised her hand to comb her messy golden hair into a bunch and placed it elegantly in front of her chest. She turned her head and glanced at Mellen, then stepped out of the scene calmly.

However, if she could control her face from being so red, she would be really calm.

However, Mellen didn't notice this detail now, because he was immersed in a huge confusion and couldn't extricate himself.

The series of things that happened before made him very confused.

Originally, he was staying in the room and planned to wear a vest to experiment with blood, but just after testing one, the teacher suddenly broke in and made that "excessive" request.

So until now, half an hour has passed, and he still doesn't know what happened.

However, after touching his mouth with a trace of elegant and wet breath, Mellen gradually came back to his senses.

"The teacher looked very weak when he came here before, but when he left just now, he was in good condition, at least he could walk normally... So he was replenishing his magic?"

That should be the case, otherwise there is no way to explain why the teacher, who is always dignified and calm, would behave like this.

But why would such a weird thing happen?

After thinking about it, Melen suddenly realized a possibility.

"That bracelet, couldn't it be transformed by the teacher's hard work?"

He got the bracelet after the turmoil in the manor. In order to avoid being retaliated by some "terrorists", the teacher gave it to him as a life-saving item.

The original body is a small snake that can be transformed into a bracelet.

The incident was not too serious at the time.

So Melen subconsciously thought that although the bracelet was a treasure, it was at most a clone of the teacher, and it was impossible to involve any vital hard work.

However, now thinking about it, he felt that he might have underestimated the importance of the bracelet.

The dream of the black destiny indicated that the teacher was related to the Holy Spirit.

Why can't we guess that she is actually a Holy Spirit who was reincarnated into this world?

The so-called Holy Spirit blood in his blood would not appear out of thin air, there must be a source.

Afterwards, the teacher took the bracelet back, as if recycling waste, and it did not turn back into a snake.

At the same time, the teacher looked so weak...

Although there was no evidence, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this guess was correct.     And this seems to explain why he has the ability to "replenish the magic" for the teacher...

Although his Holy Spirit blood is very special, it should also be considered a kind of Holy Spirit.

If they are all Holy Spirits, they can probably help each other like this?

Or the existence of the same kind can help the teacher suppress the black blood vessels on her body that look very strange?

"But if this is true..."

The black-haired boy sitting on the sofa touched his mouth while thinking, with an inexplicably complicated expression.

"Am I not the descendant of the teacher's bloodline?"

...

Here, Melen was in a trance because he realized something.

Over there, Mrs. Chelsea, who left the apprentice's room, met her good friend Juliana in her bedroom.

This confirmed some of her guesses, so she frowned and asked helplessly, "Did you set the fire?"

Juliana, who had long black hair, was sitting on the wine cabinet in the room without caring about her image, holding a glass goblet in her hand.

She looked at the deep red liquid in it and swayed it back and forth, and she seemed a little absent-minded.

"If I didn't set the fire, wouldn't you have rolled into bed?"

The voice sounded plain, but for some reason, Mrs. Chelsea felt that her good friend was being sarcastic.

But as a teacher, she did that kind of thing with her students, and normal people would not be indifferent to it.

"I'm healing."

Mrs. Chelsea then walked to her good friend, first poured herself a cup of strong tea to rinse her mouth, then put down the teacup, and said calmly:

"I don't know why that kind of thing can have a healing effect, so I can't explain it to you."

This still sounds very credible.

Julianna, who had already seen her friend's charming figure while peeping, had actually discovered that her current condition was indeed much better than before.

However, this did not bring her any comfort. Instead, she looked at her friend with a mocking look and said meaningfully:

"So, how did you find out that doing this kind of thing has a healing effect?"

The lady narrowed her eyes when she heard this, but did not respond. Instead, she calmly raised the cup in her hand and took a sip of the sour tea with lemon in it.

How did you find out?

Of course, she found out when she pretended to be in a lover relationship with her student in front of her daughter.

But even the closest friends can't say this kind of thing openly.

Because compared to hanging out with her students, admitting that her students have become "husbands" is actually more excessive-

Pretending to be a husband is actually nothing, but if you really say it, wouldn't it bring up the fact that your daughter likes your students?

If this matter is known by her friend, combined with what happened just now, wouldn't she think that she is competing with her daughter for a man?

Considering that her daughter is the other party's future daughter-in-law, this matter is even more complicated...

My mind raced, and I didn't think of any excuse that could fool the other party.

So facing the increasingly sarcastic look of her friend, Mrs. Chelsea put down the cup in her hand and said in a light tone: "I was blinded by desire and did things that I shouldn't have done with my students."

"You——" Juliana, who was sneering, heard this and her eyes widened instantly.

"You just admit it!?"

She felt incredible about this.

Thanks to the book friend 20210516232427833 for the 500 reward~