Chapter 245 Strong Will

"Our dear leader, the venerable Mr. Winfrey Morgan - he ordered me to take your heart."

When Melanie heard these cruel words, her pupils dilated sharply in an instant. However, she saw that John across the table had an understatement in his expression and tone, and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, her facial muscles stiff. She also began to relax, and instead showed a fake smile - she decided that John must be joking!

Although this joke is a bit too much, because John has arranged so well today, and because he has brought me so much joy... I will forgive him for the time being.

Melanie covered her mouth in a pretentious manner and chuckled: "Hehehe, John, your joke is not funny at all——"

However, John did not laugh in embarrassment as she expected, but he still maintained that faint smile, staring at her with his only right eye... That faint smile originally made Mei Lanny felt that the man opposite was full of gentlemanly feelings.

However, when the smile stayed at the same arc for a long time without changing, Melanie suddenly felt that John's smile was so hypocritical, and the slightly raised arc of the corners of his mouth looked so scary...

She looked at the corners of the mouth that maintained a weird smile and opened and closed slightly, and uttered words that made her feel even more horrified, "Ms. Melanie, I'm not kidding."

The next conversation between the two people was all conducted through walking words, in order to prevent the people waiting beside them.

"According to Mr. Morgan's instructions, I must retrieve your heart for him - everything you have is given by the Order, but you have secretly betrayed the Order, then you should return everything you own to The Order, including your life!"

"If you don't want to believe it, Ms. Melanie... then please hold my hand, feel the rhythm of my heart, and peek into the light in my skull. I will let go of my inner defenses and let you browse my memories. ”

As John said this, he stretched out his left arm along the bright red cloth table, turned his palm upward, and the gentle rhythm of his heart resounded from his palm, as if the palm of his left palm was connected to his heart. His state of mind, his heart.

At the same time, the remaining eyeball was also opened as hard as possible. There was an unguarded relief deep in the eyeball, as if waiting for Melanie's light to penetrate the window of his skull and reflect his brain. Steal his memories.

Melanie really agrees with John's idea, and she also has the idea of ​​​​peeping directly into his memory... But is it really good to use the secret method of invisible art in a place where so many mortals gather? Are you sure you won't attract unnecessary looks?

John seemed to be able to see through her inner vigilance, Qing Ta explained: "It doesn't matter, we are just communicating between you and me, and we are not releasing heterogeneous secret desires to attack those ignorant mortals. Such a weak The influence of secret transmission will not attract the attention of the Anti-Suppression Bureau."

Melanie then took advantage of the situation and held John's hand. Their fingers were interlocked and their palms were touching. The slight rhythm of their hearts contained emotional resonance. Not only did their heart beats seem to be dancing in unison, but even the feelings they felt towards each other The light inside the damaged skull seemed to be flickering at the same frequency.

The colorless lamp-like radiance radiated from the depths of Melanie's eyes, like colorless needles, piercing directly into the single eye of the man opposite and seeping directly into the tiny bit of brain tissue deep in the skull. of glow.

Surging sensory information pours into this broken lamp like crazy. The five sensory modes of vision, hearing, smell, taste and touch constitute the way for human beings to recognize and remember the world. They are also the dominant component of human memory.

Melanie's broken lamp seemed to be unable to withstand the violent impact of information and fell into pieces again. She silently recited the poem "Man Su Glancing" to stabilize her mind while also blocking out useless information, such as taste, smell and touch. .

The remaining sensory information finally became smooth and began to merge into memory fragments that continued to play in her lamp... Melanie seemed to have traveled through time, and she returned to the time of last night through John Watson.

Through the incomplete vision, she saw Winfrey Morgan with a cold smile and cold eyes. She saw the other person's lips opening and closing slightly, and she heard the cruel and ruthless words.

"I hope you can do me a favor, John - help me quietly deal with a certain 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!"

Melanie's throat squirmed, repeating the last words of the memory subject, "I understand, I will get Melanie's heart for you... The traitor should sleep underground forever."

The memory has stopped at this point. The man opposite has interrupted the transmission of sensory information and re-closed the window of his skull. The weak intracranial light once again consolidated the tight defense line composed of tenacious will, like a majestic city wall made of steel, blocking the way. Cut off the lantern lady's prying eyes.

The solemn look between Melanie's brows was so thick that she couldn't break it even after drinking three glasses of pre-dinner fruit wine. She only felt that her throat was extremely dry, her heart was beating anxiously, and the evening dress on her back was still there. In a cold sweat... Winfrey Morgan actually sent John to kill me? !

‘Has he really discovered that I have escaped the control of Yuzhong Nianzhong? ! ’

‘But why did John tell me about this? Wasn’t he controlled by the thoughts left by Winfreys? But why didn’t Winfreys see through his awakening? ! ’

‘Could it be that he didn’t really get rid of Winfreys’s blind loyalty? The thought of forced obedience was still deeply rooted in his heart. He just used his strong willpower to fight against that thought and resist Winfreys’ orders? ! ’

Melanie looked up at John across the table in astonishment. She had gotten rid of the false illusion of dating and returned to pure rationality. Naturally, she noticed at a glance that although John maintained a calm smile on the surface.

But in fact, the muscles at the corners of his eyes were twitching slightly, and a lot of fine sweat had seeped out of his forehead - it was obvious that the other party was using the fighting power of the blade phase and his own strong willpower to struggle and resist Winfreys’ thoughts.

‘Although John has a first-level blade phase, it is obviously impossible to completely get rid of the thoughts left by Winfreys with such a low-level secret phase. The sharp blade also needs to be held in the hands of a strong warrior to exert its true power, not to mention that it is just a small knife that is not too sharp. ’

‘So John relies more on his steel-like willpower to resist the subtle mental corrosion? ! ’

‘Is there really a mortal in this world who can resist the influence of the secret spirit with willpower alone? What kind of suffering did John go through to forge his will so tenacious? ! ! ! ’