Diaz on the hospital bed was so thin that her bones were visible, but now she has some soft flesh that feels soft and elastic. In the past, he had a disgusting decoction that represented misfortune and suffering, but now it was replaced by a faint fragrance that smelled soothing; Having been bedridden for a long time, he inevitably accumulated many skin diseases. Now, her skin was smooth and tender, giving Corneille a milky touch. She had cried so much that she had lost all strength. Her eyes and face were red, her hair was disheveled, and her lips had lost their color and were slightly swollen from being bitten by her teeth. At this moment, Corneille did not project the illusion of Angelica on this fragile and beautiful girl. Angelica was a violent woman, and even her sadness was frighteningly aggressive. "Mr. Don Rodick...Alas." Diaz sighed. "Go to sleep." "I had a headache and couldn't sleep. This was the first time I cried so hard. In the past, I wasn't even allowed to cry because of my heart." Diaz said: "I cried for so long that my face became numb and I couldn't make any expression. I felt tired and heavy, and I was panicking and couldn't eat anything. Don Rodic wanted us to say goodbye to him with a smile, but I can't do it. I can't do it. I wish I could be as strong as you, Pierre. I remember that you never cried bitterly. "

"I'm an adult now, it would be embarrassing to cry." "If something happened to me, would Pierre just watch calmly?" "No, Dias, I promise, I will die before you. And I won't cry then, because if I cry, something sadder than death will happen," replied Corneille. "?" "Just kidding." Dias said: "All we can do now is take good care of Miss Merritt, Pierre. I don't ask her to do anything, as long as she can take care of herself." "That's right," said Corneille. "We have to make up a story for her and make her believe that this is her past life, or we have to work together to deceive her." Diaz was a little uneasy: "It's ironic that I have to lie for her own good." "This is to satisfy Mr. Don Rodick's wish. He doesn't want her to live with the suffering of an old man. It's too heavy for her, a fledgling." "What exactly does Pierre have in mind?" "I have no idea. You can do it yourself," replied Corneille. "I?" Corneille explained: "She is now a mirror. Whoever cares about her most will inevitably grow into what that person wants her to be, so I took the initiative to distance myself from her. You are the best person in this mansion, so it is most appropriate for you to do this. Besides, it was you who decided to rescue Mr. Don Rodick, so it is fair for you to be responsible for the ignorant Merritt now." "I'm not mature enough." Dias was very depressed: "I have no strength, no experience, no courage, no prestige... I look more like a pendant on Pierre." "Strength can be gained through Fortuna's blessing, experience can be gained through practice, and courage can be gained through me... When you have achieved all of the above, you will have reputation." "I still have magic," Dias said.

Corneille's voice became serious: "Dias, you are a man, don't indulge in the power of women." This should have been common sense that Diaz agreed with. Diaz Toledo was, is, and will always be a man, but Corneille's words hit her on the head like a heavy punch. Her head buzzed, and many messy thoughts emerged, including her reluctance to give up power (magic), the satisfaction of her male dignity, the pain of not being able to attract Corneille, and the cybernetics instilled by Isabella. The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. She had no choice but to let go of Corneille and crawl into the quilt. Corneille left and returned soon after with a hot towel. The towel cleaned Dias's tear-stained face, and the hot compress made her feel better. "Go to sleep, I'll keep you company," said Corneille. Dias nodded and stretched out a hand from under the quilt. Corneille turned off the light and took that hand. At dawn, Corneille left quietly and saw Melusina floating in the living room like a ghost, and there were already three empty bottles in the corner. "I'm afraid I haven't been sleeping well lately. As soon as I close my eyes, I think of the time when I changed Mr. Tang Rodick's gender." Melusina's voice trembled a little: "In my memory, I didn't feel any guilt or uneasiness. I was even a little happy. In Waite, turning a man into a woman is a serious crime. In the Federation, I can use magic at will." "Turn around, kneel on the sofa and bend over," said Corneille. "?" Melusina imagined that if she did so, it would be like putting her butt in front of Corneille, which would be too embarrassing. She hesitated, and Corneille came forward, grabbed her arm, threw her onto the sofa, pushed her to kneel on it, and pressed her waist. "Monsieur Corneille, this is not right, you can't--well!" The sound of slapping was heard, and Melusina felt her buttocks being impacted. It was itchy and numb at first, and then pain seeped out from it. "Apologize, apologize to M. Don Rodic," said Corneille. "I'm sorry, Mr. Don Rodick." The slap landed again, and Melusina's body twitched. Corneille said, "Continue." Every time Melusina apologized, she was slapped in the face. Every time she was hit, the burning pain gradually intensified, but when the pain disappeared, a wonderful pleasure compensated and moisturized her body. With each apology, each beating, and the combination of pain and pleasure, Melusina's consciousness soared upwards. When it reached the climax, her mind went blank. She shivered and fell onto the sofa, leaving a trail of scent on Corneille's legs like a puppy marking its territory. Chapter 109: Merritt's Future Corneille spanked Melusina to relieve her guilt. A person's energy is limited. Corneille used all his tenderness to comfort the sad Dias. Faced with Melusina, who also had psychological problems, he could only resort to rougher measures. People who do something wrong and feel guilty about it fear not being punished, but not being punished. In this way, guilt will accumulate in their hearts and have a longer-lasting impact. Corneille had no right to forgive Melusina on behalf of Dom Rodic, but his punishment could give Melusina a reason to forgive herself and reduce her psychological burden. Earlier, Corneille observed that when Dom Rodic slapped Melusina, she did not get angry. Instead, her energy level increased slightly, which meant that Melusina might have a mild masochism.

It's just... this effect is too good. Seeing Melusina's limp limbs, Corneille picked her up and took her back to her room. Apart from the sound of her breathing, Melusina was as unresponsive as a dead person, but Corneille's palm could feel her embarrassment from the new flush of heat on her back. "I'm sorry, I was a little too rough." Corneille put Melusine on the chair and apologized to her. Melusine was stunned for a moment and said in a sad tone: "My reputation... is over. I was beaten by a man and looked so embarrassed. No one wants to marry me..." "I'm sorry, I just wanted to ease your guilt." "Who in Werther would look down upon a woman who is ruled by a man? Perhaps this is the retribution for the evil I have done to M. Corneille." "What evil have you done to me?" asked Corneille. Melusina awoke from the afterglow of pleasure with a start, and whispered, "I used Mr. Corneille as a side dish." It was the truth, but it was not the answer Corneille wanted. However, Don Rodique had just left, and he had made a mistake with Melusina again. In the Toledo mansion filled with a sad atmosphere, he could not create new trouble. As for being treated as a side dish, Corneille didn't feel anything. After all, Melusina didn't cause him any real trouble or loss. But if the performance is bland, Melusina might get carried away and do something more indulgent—explore him more deeply (in a sexual sense), or fall in love with him and have expectations. Corneille considered marrying a witch. His idea was to first test the limit of his combat power in terms of value to Waite, then use this value to define himself and look for a witch whose offer matched his. The Lusignan family behind Melusine was second-rate in Waite in terms of wealth and power. Considering the standards of a marriage partner, Melusine was merely an alternative option. Therefore, don't give her too much expectations, and build walls in time to block the ambiguity when it pollutes their relationship. Corneille's silence made Melusina feel uneasy, but he said nothing. When she turned to leave the room, she impulsively grabbed Corneille's hand and said humbly: "Don't leave, I'm sorry, I really value life here, as long as I can do it, I am willing to do it." "I'm not that angry, just a little bothered." Corneille said, "There have been too many chaotic things recently. Let's talk about these things when our lives return to normal. Good night, Miss Melusina, don't think too much, go to sleep, I still need you." Melusina finally felt relieved, but she still couldn't sleep well, partly because of the guilt towards Don Rodick and partly because of the aftertaste of the stimulation brought by Corneille's slap. The departure of Don Rodick is sad, but life must go on. Dias goes to take the exam and is also responsible for Merritt's general knowledge part, while Melusina teaches Merritt magic. As for Corneille, he was taking care of the children. All members of Cecil's research team had finished their semester and were beginning their summer vacation. The end of the semester has always brought joy to some and sorrow to others. Those children with good grades share their summer vacation plans with Corneille, while the rest play with Corneille to their heart's content because they will soon be taken to tutoring. Corneille helped Cecil take care of the child, while Cecil went to check on Merritt and found that her talent in magic was below average. In other words, her perception of magic was dull, the magic in her body was not very active, it was difficult for her to learn magic, and her output efficiency was low. However, she also had an advantage that could not be ignored - Theoretically, her magical power holdings were at the average level of a "veteran". After Corneille returned home, Cecil handed her a refreshing drink and said, "In Waite, original women will not have such strange phenomena. They are either mediocre in all indicators or outstanding. However, the three cases I know of where men transformed into women and then learned magic were all very strange: Needless to say, Her Highness Isabella, as the King of the Forest, is also at the forefront, but before she received the blessing of the throne, her magic power was very small, even less than some 'confused people';

Dias's talent is equally amazing, but her output efficiency is flawed, so she is not suitable for learning offensive magic; Now you see Miss Merritt, full of flaws, but with an enviable amount of magical power." “Perhaps, the advantages and disadvantages of existence that violates the laws of nature will be more prominent than those that are governed by the laws of nature.” Corneille said: "The National Institute for Paranormal Research published a paper in its journal Explorers last year that talked about this point of view." Cecil looked surprised: "Hey, Corneille, do you still read academic journals?" "Because the content was so shocking, it caught my attention." "What's that?" "The possibility of humans becoming gods." When Dias came back from the exam, he saw Dr. Cecil with an exaggerated expression and asked, "What are you talking about?" "The story of humans becoming gods is so exaggerated. No wonder Corneille has such a deep memory of it." Melusina brought a cool drink, Dias took a sip and asked, "Is it not possible for humans to become gods? I think gods have very unique personalities, maybe they are transformed from humans." "That's because there are rules for gaining and increasing power. Although there is no clear information that humans cannot become gods, throughout history, those who stood at the top were blocked by an invisible ceiling." Melusina explained: "We (witches) have no religious beliefs, and we are most enthusiastic about research in the field of 'magician', but the results are always tragedies." "How was the paper written?" Cecil asked. "The author said that humans cannot advance because it is a rule set by the gods. Within the rules of the game, it is difficult for players to defeat the game developers, so they must find a way to jump out of the rules." "Is not this nonsensical?" "So I only talked about the examples cited in the paper. Those that violated the rules of nature or transformed themselves into abnormal beings outside the rules had both prominent advantages and disadvantages," said Corneille. Cecil lost interest, and Corneille went to care for Dias, who looked bad. He touched his face and turned back to Cecil and said, "He has a fever." The doctor took Diaz for a checkup, and Melusina concluded based on the doctor's diagnosis of Merit: Merritt's vast theoretical magical power holdings, if tapped and activated, could extend her lifespan and rejuvenate her body; However, Merritt could not be counted on to serve as an immediate combat force in the Witch's Path. If he had to recover his investment from her, he could only let Corneille teach her how to hold the sword again after she had recovered. "There's no rush." Corneille looked towards the second floor. Merritt thought she was hiding very well, but a strand of grey hair still betrayed her whereabouts. "Come out, Miss Merritt, we are discussing your future." Hearing Corneille's call, Merritt went downstairs hesitantly and sat timidly diagonally opposite Corneille. Corneille recounted the previous discussion and asked, "Any objections?" "One thing is that I have too much free time. Can you let me participate in your affairs? As long as I can help, I will do my best." Merritt folded her hands together: "I always feel that eating for free is not good."

"No, we had a mutually beneficial relationship before, so you don't have to worry about owing us anything." Corneille thought for a moment and said, "There are many books in the study. You can try them as entertainment. Miss Melusina also has board games..." Obviously, this would not satisfy Merritt, and her expression seemed to say "Let me do something else."