Unfortunately, Isabella thought that by winning over Melusina, she would be able to better control Diaz and the others, but she was actually playing with fire: she made Melusina more likely to explode. "That stupid dog Polly is easy to deal with. Just trick her away and keep her away from Dias and the others. But Melusina...she's too useful as a supporting character." Anne smiled bitterly: "If I were to tell Mr. Corneille, 'This is a time bomb, throw her away soon,' how would Mr. Corneille react?" Cecil rolls his eyes: "He'll say, 'I know the risks, but she's useful, so I'll be careful about working with her'. To put it bluntly, Corneille looked down on Melusina and thought she was an innocent middle school student, while as an adult he had plenty of room to see through her thoughts. Maybe he still wants to guide Melusina and help her establish sound and correct values. He is quite arrogant. (After all, Miss Melusina can provide a pure love shield, can prepare potions, can speed up recovery from injuries through massage, is very beautiful, and knows how to dress people up beautifully) (For someone like Mr. Corneille who lives in the shadow of a strong woman, a woman who listens to him and is useful to him will be very useful to him.) Anne's face was full of regret: "Oh, what a mistake. If I had known, I would have changed my personality when I first met Mr. Corneille." "It's impossible. This guy doesn't understand other women. He can sense who wants to control him. It's impossible."

(So, how can we reduce the negative impact of Miss Melusina?) "I tried to persuade her to move out and live with me. I kept an eye on her, but I think she was already too happy to leave. The Lusignan family also stopped pushing her because she claimed that she had a chance to win Corneille." Cecil thought for a moment and said, "I'll go talk to her in person and ask her to provide a Pure Love Shield from a distance. That will count as her contribution." (There is another person, Merritt. The possibility of external interference in her life cannot be completely ruled out.) "If you put it that way, then Diaz-san is also a suspect...ah, I know he turned into a girl," Annie said. "He is still your 'fiancé' like this?" "You see, I can marry him, but he can't fulfill his marital obligations. The master's debts are paid by the minister. Then Mr. Corneille must work hard to take the initiative on behalf of his monarch and compensate the monarch who will surely be jealous at that time. I was thinking that if they had sex, Diaz would be very shy, covering his face with his hands, but underneath his hands he would have an expression of enjoyment... Just thinking about that picture makes me laugh out loud." Cecil cast a stern look: "I will not allow this to happen. Even if Corneille is allowed to be Isabella's lover, it is better than him being with Dias." (Ms. Merritt is much more dangerous than Mr. Toledo, who has a promising future but no power now, while she does.) "what?" ('Sulena'.) (As far as I know, Mr. Don Rodic intended to hand over the control, but Mr. Corneille retained the method of indirectly controlling the shield using the heart, and the memory there was not completely erased.) "Including the shield, it's just a Merritt with some of Don Rodick's memories." Cecil said. (Memory is the least important part.) (Mr. Corneille, what he is most concerned about now is to restore Mr. Toledo's correct gender and find out how Mr. Toledo changed his gender.) Cecil frowned. "Honestly, this is the weirdest part. I can't imagine how anyone could make Corneille fall asleep and invade the room to change Dias' gender." Anne shook her head: "I suspected Miss Melusina, suspected that Mr. Corneille was sent by the Duchess to deal with classmate Dias, and I also suspected that classmate Dias was originally a girl." "Impossible, I delivered Diaz myself."

"So, later I speculated: Perhaps, before she came to Waite, she was affected by a delayed supernatural power." "It's unlikely. I checked him when he came to Waite and he was a stunted boy." (You all overlooked a blind spot: you can't imagine the hands that carried out the crime, but there is an object with extraordinary power that provides convenient conditions for committing the crime) Sister Helena placed a new card next to "Diaz", she moved her palm away, and the card turned into the shape of "Sulena". (It joins the beginning of the story when Mr. Don Rodick takes it from old Marcela.) (This matter is already very suspicious, and the two former users, Mr. Tang Rodick and Mr. Corneille, only knew that it was protected by Hathor, but they did not know what it protected specifically.) (So, is it possible that something is hiding in the shield, avoiding normal detection, and then moving on its own when it is convenient?) (Furthermore, is it possible that it is the "imperial killer" in the Three Kingdoms Alliance plan?) Chapter 142 Merritt's Dream While the witches discuss reducing the risk, Merritt is dreaming. She dreamed that she was in front of a strange house, sitting on a rattan chair shaded by a parasol. She looked down and saw her strong thighs, broad palms, men's clothes and male organs. How did I become a man? Merritt was shocked. She felt up and down and found that her curly hair turned into short hair, her smooth cheeks became rough and full of soft whiskers, her soft chest turned into tighter muscles, and the same was true for her lower abdomen. Just as she was in a panic, the cool waves kissed her not-so-beautiful big feet. She pushed aside the parasol and saw a pool of shimmering water, where a woman was swimming on her back. Noticing her gaze, the woman swam over, grabbed the handrail and went ashore, and white waves fell from the woman's curvy body. Merritt's heart beat faster and a strange excitement spread in her chest. She saw a small bulge in her crotch, about the same size as Corneille's (she had seen that undignified and magnificent scene when she woke Corneille up in the morning). Am I becoming Monsieur Corneille? Merritt felt that this was the answer. Melusina told her that in Waite, dreams were a reflection of reality. The surging magic power would stimulate the brain, allowing the witches to reconstruct what they had experienced based on their subjective feelings. The study of dream analysis was thus founded, but unlike the scholars of the Federation who conducted psychoanalysis, the witches analyzed dreams in order to actively control the content of their dreams so that they could think, try and fight in their dreams. Meritte was not yet capable of that. She felt that it was Melusina who had given her knowledge of the sexes and who had told her to avoid Corneille, who liked to appear naked after bathing and to put her clothes back on only after the water had dried, that was too vivid. If I am Monsieur Corneille, who is this woman? Merritt looked up and saw the woman's face was painted black, and she was stunned for a moment. The shadow fell on her face, and the woman leaned over, hugged her head and gave her a wet kiss, which tasted like iced milk. Two emotions clashed fiercely in Merritt's feelings: her body enjoyed the kiss very much, her heartbeat accelerated, and she couldn't help wanting to hug the woman and do something unspeakable; However, her heart was filled with disgust and even hatred. She was a woman and did not like kissing other women. Even though she now possessed Mr. Corneille's body, she was still a woman in her subjective cognition, and she hated this! Disgust was understandable and justified, but hatred confused Merritt. She didn't remember any intersection between her and this woman, nor did she remember Mr. Corneille talking about his grievances and hatreds with the woman. Could it be that this woman with her face painted black is the "outside woman" that I know in my heart, and at this moment, it is the "outside woman" who seduces Mr. Corneille. Mr. Corneille might enjoy it, but I don’t want him to be taken away by “women outside”, so I feel hatred and dream of this scene?

No one could tell whether Merritt's thinking was right or wrong, so she could only take it as true and move on to the next step. "Dear, have you forgotten everything?" The woman tasted Merritt's resistance from the kiss, and she said in a voice full of sorrow: "I am yours..." "Whoever you are, get out of here! I am not Monsieur Corneille!" Merritt injected magic power into her arms. She had not yet learned magic, so she could only rely on her physical fitness to push the woman back into the water. "I do not know you!" She pulled out the parasol: "If you dare to do anything disrespectful again, I will hit you with this!" The woman emerged from the water: "We are not discussing Corneille, we are discussing you." She seemed to utter a name, but Merritt heard only a grating noise. "I don't know what you're talking about." Merritt. "So, you don't remember anything." "I should remember something... No, it's not my dream. Someone invaded my dream." Merritt took a step back: "What are you going to do! If you are my old friend, you can just chat with me in real life. Why use such sneaky means!" "It seems you really forgot." The woman with the blackened face sighed, and Merritt's eyes blurred. The mansion disappeared from her, the tiles were replaced by brick-paved streets, the trees took on human shapes, the swimming pool turned over and turned into a carriage, and the pool water spilled into dark blood, spreading from the wheels to her feet. "How pitiful, such a little girl." "I heard that the guy who drove the carriage went bankrupt, and he wanted to take revenge on society." "Don't talk nonsense. Even if he wants to take revenge on society, why would he take revenge on the child of a superhuman? Superhumans have plenty of ways to make him suffer a fate worse than death." "It seems that the father took his daughter out. The daughter asked for something, so he went to buy it and left her to the care of the servants. Who knows..." "How pitiful. This is his only daughter. I wonder if the lady can have another child given her age." "Alas, I started from scratch and became rich today, but now I have lost my child. The meaning of my struggle is gone." "Hey, stop looking, the real boss is coming!" Everyone looked at Merritt at the same time. Merritt wanted to step back, but she was surrounded by the crowd and was forced to look in the direction of the carriage. Although she felt it had nothing to do with her, her eyes inexplicably became moist and heavy emotions brewed in her chest. She took a deep breath, covered her mouth, and tried hard to suppress her emotions, but the bitter feeling still made her tears flow. At a certain second, her sobbing stopped, not because her sadness had faded, but because the wheels of the overturned carriage turned, and a little girl covered in blood crawled out. "You are, you are..." Merritt's vision was blurred by tears, her whole body went limp, she staggered and fell to the ground, overwhelmed by the huge sadness.

She didn't even recognize who the other person was. The miserable figure approached, and a bloody smell came. She looked up, rubbed her eyes hard, and watched the blood stain fade from the little girl's body, and her deformed body returned to its normal outline. The little girl leaned forward, her long grey hair falling, her cyan eyes holding as much sadness as Merritt's. She reached out her hand, and Merritt hesitantly grasped it. After a brief moment of warmth, an inexplicable shock spread from the point where they touched. Merritt felt that she was very familiar with this person. She was an important person. Even though her memory was lost, her body still remembered. "Who are you? My name is Merritt. I'm sorry, I have lost a lot of my memories, but you make me feel very kind and familiar. What's your name?" Merritt asked. "Sulena, that was my name." "?!" The girl who called herself "Sulena" said: "You lost me once, but I have been watching you, witnessing your way down the mountain, your humiliation and resurrection, and your final choice. You chose to become Merritt, and I... don't really like your choice. It is because I have experienced death and witnessed the pain of my loved ones that I feel that death does not punish me, but the people who love me. I have always wanted to come out and meet you, but the person who designed your life, and also designed my life, wants me to sleep until the last moment. Until today, after many battles and repeated attacks on my extraordinary power, the seal finally loosened a little. While the witches were whispering, some were drunk, and others were trapped in love, I..." "Sulena" wanted to say more, but she opened her mouth but no sound came out, so she had to hug Merritt. Merritt hugged the other without hesitation, and in the intimate embrace, happiness and sadness squeezed her chest. "Although you are no longer the person I knew, I am glad that you can survive in peace," said "Sulena". "I have been working hard to regain my past memories. I will definitely be able to return to my old self!" “No need to rush, my…dearest one, just wait patiently for a few more days, and everything will be over. Let those beasts who have eaten their fill of human blood tear each other apart. They think they can control everything, but we won’t let them do what they want!” "What are you going to do?" Merritt asked. "Are you still going to stay at Toledo Mansion?" "I am their partner. Listen to me. I don't know if there was any misunderstanding between you in the past. We are all very good people. Come on, let's go to Toledo Mansion and talk everything out." "Sulena" shook her head: "If you stay with them, you will only sink deeper. No, Corneille and the others can't win. He is in trouble, and the monster that created him is about to come to Waite. I can't stay with him. I don't want you to die. We can only run. Whether it's revenge or the future, we can slowly find it. " Merritt's body froze. After a few seconds, she wiped her tears, stood up, and took a few steps back. "I can't do that. No matter what, I will share the hardships with them," she said. "In the past, I was proud of your character, but now, for the first time, I hate your outdated values." "Sulena" shook her head: "I respect your choice, so I won't say anything. Just wait for the end. If I succeed, we will leave Weite together. If I fail, you will also realize your wish of living and dying with them."

The figure of "Sulena" disappeared from the spot, and Merritt's consciousness fell down and bounced up. She opened her eyes and grasped at what was in front of her, the furry feeling making her scream. Polly, who was hungover, said with a big tongue: "Hey, you're holding my tail, as if I'm the victim." Merritt calmed down and began to apologize. When Polly thought of Don Rodick, she lost her temper and generously forgave her. "What did you dream about?" she asked. Merritt frowned and thought for a moment: "I forgot."