You call this the mastermind?

Under the dim light of the bedroom, the broad back was full of strength. The skin color, which should have been healthy due to practicing breathing techniques, was slightly dark due to environmental problems, but it had a more mysterious atmosphere.

From the shoulders down, the muscles are smooth and angular, and they are tucked in at the waist, making them appear slightly slender, which weakens their majestic temperament, but makes them more pleasing to the eye.

When he opened his eyes in a daze, No. 1 was a little stunned by the close figure from behind. Then he seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly turned red.

"Brother, did you just sit up from the quilt?"

After realizing this, the girl subconsciously held her breath and felt a little nervous, "From my quilt?"

"Why is he not wearing anything?"

"What did he do to me?"

Once this idea appeared, there was no room for other speculations. The corresponding questions made her dare not make any noise, as if she had done something bad, for fear that her brother would find that she had woken up and was secretly watching him.

But the deterioration of his mind triggered a physical reaction. The close figure was like the most perfect human statue in the world, but the faint masculine aura that the statue could possess was not at all possible.

The strange feeling became more and more intense, and the girl's heartbeat accelerated. She had not felt anything unusual about her body at first, but because of the birth of this idea, she became a little uncertain.

She suspected that she might have experienced something before, and even thought that she seemed to be covered in sweat now...

"I'm not going to have a baby, am I?"

Number One thought blankly.

Compared to Sylvie, who acts silly most of the time, she actually knows more. Although Meren has not taught this kind of knowledge, because of the fusion with the skeleton, the girl actually understands it subconsciously. Many things.

It's just that this kind of understanding is not something she can control, and she can't recall it at ordinary times.

Only when you actually experience a certain scene will the corresponding cognition emerge.

Such as now.

So, in these few seconds, the girl with divergent thinking thought a lot.

She didn't resist this.

Although she did not think that she had fallen in love with her brother now that she had a partner, the intimacy and security that her brother Melen brought her, as well as her growing admiration, made her feel that she and her brother were the same. It doesn't seem like a big deal to do something that only couples can do.

Moreover, the last brief hug felt really good...

Faced with this kind of thing just after waking up, No. 1 completely forgot that he was still wearing a nightgown at this time. What really happened, how could the clothes still exist?

So the more she thought about it, the rosier her face became, and in the dim environment, those beautiful purple eyes staring at Melen's back became dazed and confused.

It is obvious that the romantic girl has fallen into fantasy about the future.

If this continues, it won't be long before she actually comes back to her senses, because her brother sitting in front of her remains motionless, as if he is frozen.

But before she could take the initiative to wake up, a slight, pleasant, and extremely familiar voice suddenly came from the position in front of Melen, which seemed very loud in the dark and silent bedroom.

"Is this the original structure?"

The voice was full of exclamations, "We can really complement each other..."

What, what's going on?

No. 1, who was lying on his side pretending to be asleep, was stunned when he heard this, and many emotions in his mind disappeared instantly.

Then, when she realized something, she carefully stretched her neck and poked her head out from behind Mellen. At first sight, she saw her partner Sylvie, wearing only a thin white nightgown, squatting in front of her brother, her eyes wide open. Big, with a look of surprise on his face.

He didn't know what he was observing. His little head was very close and he was looking at it very intently. He didn't even notice the little face peeking out from behind Melen.

Number One's eyes widened, and he understood a lot in an instant.

"She, what is she doing?"

"Did you attack your brother?"

"Impossible, Sylvie would never do such a thing."

"Could it be that while my brother was sleeping, that's why..."

I am very confused about Mellen's current state, but the girl is more concerned about Sylvie's current behavior.

In other words, what the other person was doing at the moment made her feel very annoyed.

It's not out of jealousy, but because I think Sylvie's doing such a thing is obviously an extremely offensive and impolite behavior.

"I should have stopped her!"

This thought flashed through his mind, so No. 1 quietly retracted his head, and then pretended to be asleep and coughed unconsciously a few times.

She was concerned about her partner's face and was afraid of making too much noise and waking Melen, so she didn't speak directly.

But she felt that this was enough to make Sylvie, who had always been timid, honestly stop some dirty actions.

However, the development of things was not as she imagined.

After the coughing, the bedroom did become quieter. The guy who was doing bad things seemed to be so frightened that he even forgot to breathe.

No. 1, who was pretending to be asleep, could clearly feel a stiff gaze staring at him nervously.

"This way I should be able to go back to sleep honestly."

Number 1 felt a little relieved because of this, "When I get up tomorrow, I will pretend that nothing happened, so as not to embarrass everyone."

The idea was good, but unfortunately, I miscalculated the extent to which someone could be "blinded by lust". Under certain stimulating scenes, they had completely lost their due vigilance.

So after waiting for a long time, No. 1 found that Sylvie was not scared away. After discovering that the cough was "unconscious", she actually went even further than before - she started to touch her!

Never having thought that her partner would do such a bold act, the girl was stunned. She could not imagine that this was someone who was afraid of another accident and wanted to "make a quick buck and run away" at the last minute.

So seeing someone's actions becoming more and more excessive, No. 1, who was already annoyed by her shamelessness, was even more ashamed and angry.

"Sylvie!"

She finally couldn't help but scold, "What are you doing?!"

A "thunder" suddenly sounded in the silent bedroom, frightening the silver-haired girl who had already thought of stopping, and she trembled all over. She looked sideways with a panic expression and saw her husband staring at her angrily.

"Ah, I didn't - I -"

Sylvie's face turned pale instantly, and she opened her mouth unconsciously, stuttering like a goose with its neck pinched, "I was just helping my brother, massaging my brother..."

"You dare to quibble!"

Number One became even angrier when she saw this. She sat up from the quilt, staring at the other party and intending to severely teach this dishonest wife a lesson.

However, whether it was out of quick wit or the intention to "die together" and put everyone in an embarrassing situation, the frightened Sylvie suddenly pushed Mellen, who was sitting cross-legged, to the ground.

So the scolding that just sounded stopped abruptly.

Staring blankly at the unfortunate brother lying next to his feet, there was obvious anger on Number One's face, but more of it was dull.

"You - how could you do this..."

The voice of accusation that should have been severe was unconsciously a little weak.

The atmosphere in the dim bedroom also became very strange.

…    “What’s going on?”

Merlen suddenly felt a slight vibration in the surrounding environment, which made him sway unconsciously.

But how could this be possible?

With his current ghost-like appearance, even if there was an earthquake, it would not affect him at all, right?

Looking at the narrow cabin around him, the middle-aged fat man couldn’t help but be a little alert.

However, apart from the momentary shaking, there was no other abnormality. After waiting for a long time, Mellen gradually relaxed.

Then his attention was refocused on the figure not far away -

At this time, Mellen was standing in a wooden ship guest room. The room was very simple, with no windows around, and even dim light. Only a candle was placed on the rough bedside table and burned quietly.

And on the hard bed next to the bedside table, there was a brown-haired boy lying.

The boy had a handsome face and a slender figure. No matter how you look at it, he couldn’t escape the description of a handsome man. At this moment, the way he lay there asleep was more like a sleeping aristocrat, with a very strong sense of presence.

However, interestingly, when he boarded the ship before, he did not attract anyone's attention.

"Is this an attempt to use the character of a prince in distress to attract Lydia's favor?"

While observing with interest, Melen thought secretly.

His current state is very strange, and it cannot be described as a simple ghost body.

Because ghosts can be detected by wizards, and no one except the nun can see him.

So many hidden secrets have no protection at all in front of Melen.

Based on this, Melen can be sure that the person in front of him is the one who should have run to seduce Lydia.

And what Melen needs to do next is to merge with the other party, or to replace the other party, so that everything will be as it should be in memory.

However, Melen believes that this kind of fusion is best done after the other party is asleep, so he did not act in a hurry.

Now, the timing seems to be just right.

So after seeing that there were indeed no other accidents around, Melen no longer hesitated, and he pounced on the figure lying on the bed taking a nap like a ghost.

In an instant, after breaking through some kind of obstacle, the feeling as if his body fell into the water made Melen more excited.

He could clearly perceive that a thought became a little panicked and confused after he broke in, but before this spirituality could resist, it was strangled into pieces by invisible forces, and then under some strange rules, it turned into pure "nutrients" and was absorbed by Melen completely.

This process lasted less than ten seconds and was basically over.

In the dim guest room, the hazy ghost figure completely disappeared, but the boy lying on the hard bed had undergone great changes all over his body-

The upright figure began to shrink and become shorter, and the angular face seemed to be fabricated, squirming towards the round direction, making the originally very handsome appearance gradually become ordinary.

In the end, a round-faced boy who could only be called handsome completely replaced the existence of the previous prince in distress.

"The process is somewhat strange."

He opened his eyes silently and sat up from the bed. Mellen raised his hand and clenched his fist, then stretched his body and found that everything felt no different from staying in his own body.

So he wanted to go out and say hello to Lydia.

However, after just a few steps, before reaching the door of the room, Mellen's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Something is wrong, very wrong."

Muttering, he lowered his head to check his body, and his face became extremely complicated.

Because he found that he was actually a eunuch at this time!

"Has this also been assimilated by Anthony?"

"Isn't it said that the reason for being a eunuch is related to Mrs. Chelsea?"

"Why is it gone now?"

Although this body is not the real self, it still makes Melen feel uncomfortable and awkward to become like this.

But he was not so shocked. After sighing, Melen pushed open the door and walked towards the deck above.

Because he had greeted her before, Lydia should be waiting on the deck at this time, so as not to return to her residence and Melen could not get close.

However, strangely, when he rushed to the deck, an accident happened.

"What happened?"

The deck of the ship slowly moving forward in the waves was bright. It was afternoon, and there were many boys and girls basking in the sun or looking at the sea around, but Lydia, who should be there, was not here.

Melen frowned because of this.

Although it was delayed for a while, it stands to reason that Lydia would not leave impatiently.

After all, she is an adult, not a child with a jumpy mind and no patience.

Unless...

Without any rash actions, Mellen leaned on the railing of the deck and pretended to look at the scenery.

As time passed, a certain guess in his heart became clearer and clearer.

When dusk fell, the sunset at the end of the ocean seemed to slowly melt and began to disappear, and Mellen was completely sure of one thing.

That is, the adult Lydia's mind and will had left here before!

The main reason for him to make this judgment was that the two sisters of the Chelsea family came out to watch the sunset like many of their peers, and Mellen deliberately swayed in their field of vision, but was ignored.

Whether it was the elder sister Isabella or the younger sister Lydia, the way they looked at him was no different from seeing a stranger.

"This proves that the nun can stay here for the same amount of time as before, but I am different."

After realizing this, Mellen was in a mess.

Because this can also prove that after his real body leaves the reality, he really can't return to the original rhythm of life.

The current situation can even be said to be bad.

For example, how should he leave here?

After leaving here and returning to the original heaven, how should he return to the world?

The prepared reproduction plan is still waiting for him to execute, he won't be able to go back forever...

"Hello."

Just as Mellen's face was uncertain, a slightly hoarse girl's voice suddenly sounded.

Turning his head to look at the place where the voice came from, Mellen was startled.

Because Isabella, the future Mrs. Chelsea, who looked at him as if she was looking at a stranger before, actually came close to him at this moment.

"Can I know your name?"

She seemed to ask very friendly, but the depths of her green eyes were full of scrutiny and vigilance.