Chapter 240 Loyalty and Traitor

"Okay, let's end this conversation here."

"Melanie, I have already taken your contributions and hard work into consideration. The reason for the heavy casualties in this mission is not you, and you don't need to be too sad about these things."

"How about this, you take a break for a while, and put aside the overtime work at night for the time being. After you have recovered from your mental scars, I will arrange for you to participate in the latest promotion ceremony."

"You have been stuck in the second-level mind for some time, and I believe that after this promotion ceremony, you can also be successfully promoted to the third level."

"Promotion ceremony?!"

When Melanie heard this term, she couldn't help but feel a contradictory psychology of both surprise and fear. She was surprised that she didn't expect that she could still gain the trust of Winfreys despite her poor performance just now, and reserved the precious promotion ceremony quota for herself!

You know, every time you perform a promotion ceremony, you need to consume rare materials and instruments, especially since the cult has never mastered the real Si Chen ritual, and you always need to pay extra costs to successfully pray for the power of Si Chen.

‘And such a precious quota can actually be my turn, Melanie? ! ’

‘It seems that Winfreys Morgan has not yet discovered that I have escaped the control of his foolish loyalty. I should be safe for the time being... right? ’

But at the same time, she also felt timid - it is precisely because there is no real Si Chen ritual in the cult that each time you arrange a promotion ceremony, not only do you need to pay more materials, but even the success rate of praying for the power of Si Chen is greatly reduced, so that the promotion may not necessarily succeed.

The consequences of a failed promotion are either a mental shock or a soul shattering!

However, compared to the rapid growth of the secret transmission after a successful promotion, the consequences of these failures can all be ignored - who can resist the temptation of power?

Winfreys had extinguished the light in his pupils, but he seemed to still be able to see through Melanie's worries and said, "Are you worried about the consequences of the failure of the promotion ceremony?"

"Don't worry, how could I leave you in danger... The batch of books from Gaowell that you brought back hides the real ritual of the Twins of the Sea. From now on, our cult can finally truly worship the power of Si Chen."

"Just wait a few days, wait for me to analyze the specific details of the ritual, and then the danger of the promotion ceremony will be greatly reduced, and perhaps a 100% success rate can be achieved!"

Melanie was immediately delighted when she heard these words... It turned out that Winfreys was not as bad as I thought. Although his style of doing things seemed a little too cruel, at least he treated his subordinates very well.

'Perhaps, I should continue to stay in the cult and work diligently. Isn't it just killing some innocent poor people? It doesn't seem to be something that breaks the bottom line... right? ’

Melanie suddenly hated herself tonight, always indecisive and hesitant, which was not the character of a lamp fortune teller.

‘Is this the sequelae of the damage to the lamp in the skull? It is difficult for me to maintain ruthless rationality. Maybe Winfreys is right. I should really take a good rest for a while and wait until the soul is completely healed before returning to work. ’

‘This is good. I have been working overtime day and night for such a long time. It is time to calm down and rest. It is a good thing to lie comfortably in the dormitory, read books and newspapers and learn some new knowledge. ’

So Melanie sincerely thanked with tears of gratitude:

"Thank you very much! Thank you for your concern and care, Master. I will adjust my state as soon as possible and devote myself to the work of the cult with a more full and enthusiastic spirit!"

"I, Melanie, will definitely not let you down! ! ! "

"Hahaha, well, then I'll wait for the day when you return to your post, Melanie." Winfreys also stood up and gave the old subordinate a warm hug, with both the majesty of a leader and the care of a friend.

"Okay, no more talk, Melanie, go back and rest early." He smiled and issued an obscure order to expel him, "By the way, call John in for me. From what you said just now, it seems that John has made a lot of contributions in this mission. I have to think carefully about what reward to give him."

Immersed in joy, Melanie nodded repeatedly, said goodbye, and then quietly left the door, walking briskly towards the dormitory area.

"I have been in the cult for so long, and finally I have my own little vacation. I can finally sit on the sofa and read my favorite books quietly... Is there any better leisure activity in the world than reading?"

"As long as there are enough books, I can even go without food and water for three days... Just like when I was locked in the attic by my mother when I was a child."

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"John, it's your turn to go in."

Watson looked at Ms. Melanie who passed by. The smile on her face was so obvious, like a beautiful rose blooming in spring. No discerning person could ignore the overflowing joy... So did my design fail?

But the expression on his face did not change at all. He still maintained a faint smile. He stretched out his hand to stop the door of the dean's office, which seemed to be automatically closed even though there was no wind, and walked in.

The thick door panel slowly closed, and Watson's smile bloomed even wider when facing Winfrey Morgan, whom he had not seen for a long time. It was as if he had finally met the idol he had longed for, and he seemed to be reunited with a friend he had not seen for many years. .

He stepped forward in three steps at a time, and firmly grasped the other person's outstretched palm. His only right eye seemed to be filled with tears of emotion, and he muttered words that seemed to be full of apologies.

"Mr. Morgan, I didn't expect that you would go to the trouble of meeting me in person this time! Don't waste your precious time just to meet me!"

"My injury actually only looks serious. In fact, it has no impact on my actions at all! If you don't believe it, look at it——"

Watson said as he clenched his fist and beat his chest with a loud bang, as if he wanted to prove that he was really healthy. However, he only hit it three times in a row, and the intensity of the fist hitting his chest had obviously weakened. The drum-like sound also began to weaken, and it was obvious that his physical energy had dropped significantly.

"Long time no see, John."

Winfreth looked at the believer whom he had once been full of hope for. Although his heart was still cold, his eyes began to become slightly moist, as if he was distressed by the injury to his left eye that was so serious that it was difficult to repair it with the power of telepathy.

He quickly took Watson's hammered fist and shook it hard. He was so moved that he almost burst into tears: "John... you have suffered!"

When Watson heard this, he couldn't help but straighten his waist, "No, dedicating myself to the Order and Mr. Morgan is my mission!"

"Okay, very good, very good!"

Winfrey felt the familiar rhythm of the seeds of loyalty transmitted back from his palms, and patted John on the shoulder with great satisfaction - but the subordinate he had just met was no longer loyal.

"I have asked our new partner to rush to forge a prosthetic pupil for you with far better functions than before. It is expected that you will be able to regain the brightness of your eyes in less than three days."

"I sincerely thank you." Watson was moved to tears and almost wanted to kneel down and swear loyalty again.

"No, John, you deserve this. You deserve this... In addition, I have also arranged a recent promotion ceremony for you. Once your spirit has fully recovered, you can be directly promoted through the power of the ceremony. To the third level of mind.”

"This...isn't appropriate. I've only been in the cult for a long time, and there are so many fellow believers who are more capable than me. I...I'm not worthy of this promotion."

Winfreth said without any doubt: "No, John, you are wrong. Although you have been in the cult for the shortest time, I can see your efforts, your dedication, and your contribution - you are definitely worthy of this." Promotion quota!”

"Mr. Morgan, I...my gratitude cannot be expressed in words. I just hope that I can follow you to the death and cut off all the thorns that stand in your way!"

"Well, I will never let down your loyalty, John." Winfrey patted Watson's shoulder encouragingly, and then changed the subject: "But there happens to be something that I need your help with."

"Oh? Please just tell me."

"I hope John you can do me a favor -" Winfrey's smile suddenly seemed to become sharp, and the slightly curved corners of his mouth were like a sinister scimitar, "help me quietly deal with a certain traitor. "

"Traitor?" Watson asked doubtfully, as if he wanted to inquire about the specific identity of the traitor.

"Melanie, I hope you can get her heart back for me as soon as possible - everything she has was given by the Order, but she betrayed the Order secretly, then she should return everything she owns To the Order, including her life!"

At this moment, the light in the depths of Winfrey's pupils naturally overflowed, and the dazzling light was no longer false warmth and kindness, but cruelty from the heart!

When Watson heard the shocking news, the pupil of his right eye rapidly contracted and dilated, but in the end he nodded heavily.

"I understand, I will get Melanie's heart for you... The traitor should sleep underground forever."