You call this the mastermind?

The decoration in the living room is very classic. An oval mirror with a silver frame hangs next to a pastoral oil painting. There is also a beautiful pot of carnations placed on the cabinet below.

Looking at the stern-looking blonde lady in the smooth mirror, Mellen was a little surprised.

It was not surprising that the other party knew the existence of the sphere. Although no one else was around when it was exposed, this situation could be hidden from others, but it may not be possible to hide it from a Holy Spirit.

And it was normal for her to see that her troubles had been relieved. After all, there was a clear difference between absorbing the mysterious substance and not absorbing the mysterious substance.

However, how can this person be so sure that the future troubles will be solved because of the ball?

Doubtful in his heart, Melen nodded calmly on the surface.

"That's right."

In any case, the other party has already seen it, and there is obviously no need to hide it now.

However, seeing him like this, the Holy Spirit hesitated for a moment, but then he spoke.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's a seed."

"seed?"

"The Seed of the World."

She said in a low tone: "Heaven and hell were originally grown from such seeds."

Heaven and hell?

Mellen was surprised by these words.

The space within the sphere can indeed continue to increase with practice, which he has discovered before during practice.

But he had never thought about being able to grow into a "world".

From the fact that he named this thing Domain, he knew that he had no expectations for it.

Because this "field" is too simple, and there is nothing powerful in it.

How could it possibly have the potential to grow into a world?

At most it's a "copy".

"However, normally speaking, with your current conditions, it is impossible to brew the seed of the world."

The Holy Spirit in the mirror also raised this question, staring closely at Melen, as if wanting to see something from his appearance.

"How on earth did you do that?"

"I'm not sure, but did you admit your mistake?"

Mellen asked rhetorically.

"I won't admit my mistake."

The other party shook his head, "I have seen this thing before, and although Alfred's tidal mist is not a demonic tide, it is not much different from the demonic tide. If it is just pure space, it is impossible to accommodate or even absorb them."

"Alfredo?"

"That's the guy you trapped."

At this point, she paused, "He was once a demon king. After the demonic tide receded, he fell from the throne. Although his strength was not the same, he still had control over the abyss, so he could barely use the tide. Mist."

Just listening to these words, Melen obviously couldn't figure out what was going on.

However, as the words continued, Mrs. Chelsea, who was sitting next to him, handed him a piece of paper filled with words and some explanations of the situation.

Including the circumstances surrounding the summoning of the mysterious knight last night, including the identity of the mysterious knight who may be the Lord of Dawn.

Meren was stunned by this.

In fact, although the Holy Spirit went to find him last night, he did not say why he suddenly went to him.

Apart from exchanging a secret, there was no other topic between the two parties.

Now that he saw this piece of paper, he suddenly understood.

However, unlike his wife, when he saw that the Holy Spirit could follow a certain connection to detect the summoned target, Mellen's mind moved and he suspected that his mysterious knight's vest had been exposed.

In fact, the strange question last night might have been a deliberate test by the other party.

"But I'm obviously not the so-called Lord of Dawn, and this guy can't possibly believe that I am the Lord of Dawn." He raised his eyes and looked at the blond lady who was quietly observing him in the mirror. Mellen said: "The seed of the world or something. Let’s not talk about it for now, do you think I should let him go?”

This is almost like asking if the demon king is your ally.

Mrs. Chelsea suspected that Alfred was brought by the Holy Spirit, and Mellon certainly had this suspicion.

Otherwise, how could the timing be so coincidental?

"You'd better lock him up."

What the Holy Spirit said was somewhat unexpected, "About the seed of the world in you, you must not expose it at all, otherwise you will be in trouble."

"Can this thing still be robbed?"

Meren, who was able to control his domain freely, raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"I don't know, but it's definitely being coveted."

She replied in a serious tone: "Very few people know about this kind of treasure, but everyone is not easy to mess with."

"That's it..."

Mellen nodded thoughtfully.

Because it was easy to get, he had never felt that this field was so valuable before. Now that he sees the other party being so cautious, of course he will not take it seriously.

But, when did the relationship between the two parties reach this level?

Mellen was surprised by this.

After he saw it, it was already unexpected that this Holy Spirit would not cause trouble for him, but now he was kind enough to remind him?

Others would covet her, wouldn’t she?

Or was he just saying this to let himself relax his vigilance towards her for the sake of future affairs?

But if that were the case, there would be no need for her to remind herself of the preciousness of this field.

And last night, she also told such a secret...

Turning his head to look at Mrs. Chelsea, who had been listening silently, he found that her expression was also serious at this time.

Those deep green eyes were also looking at Melen, full of worry.

Feeling the concern without any distractions, Melen couldn't help but lean in and kiss the lady's beautiful lips.

The familiar and tempting breath came to her face, and the lady trembled all over, but she didn't resist.

But when she found that someone wanted to squeeze her teeth further, she suddenly raised her arm and pressed his head into her arms to prevent him from continuing to make trouble.

"Let's talk about business, what are you doing? It's too outrageous!"

She seemed a little unhappy.

"You have to help me, teacher."

Melen ignored whether the other party was really unhappy, but pretended to be afraid and said: "Even she said it's not easy to provoke, how strong must she be?"

"Before the magic tide restarts, no matter how strong it is, it's limited."

The lady answered, and then couldn't help glaring at Melen.

Because while talking, this guy actually stayed in her arms and didn't leave, and even played with her fingers dishonestly.

I don't know if this is showing an indifferent attitude in front of the Holy Spirit, or if he didn't take it seriously at all.

Or just... just taking advantage of it?

The actions between the two were so blatant that they completely forgot that there was a third person here.

Watching all this, the face of the "Madam" in the mirror darkened significantly.

Although she did want to bring these two guys together, this is not the way to bring them together.

We were talking about business here, but for no reason, they started kissing each other?

They don't take themselves seriously at all!

"Normally, there is no need to be too vigilant before the demon tide, especially with the identity of the heir of Saint Grant Castle as protection."

Seeing that the black-haired boy was hiding in her teacher's arms and rubbing against each other, and obviously had no intention of saying anything, she gritted her teeth and continued: "But have you forgotten the Fountain of Heaven?"