Chapter 240 Loyalty and Traitor
"Okay, that's the end of this conversation."
"Melanie, I have taken note of your hard work. You are not the cause of the heavy casualties in this mission. You don't need to be too sad because of these things."
"Well, let's take a break during this period, and put down the overtime work at night for now. After you have repaired your mental scars, I will arrange for you to participate in the latest promotion ceremony."
"You have also been stuck in the second-level mental state for some time. I believe that after passing 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 the ambivalence of surprise and fear. What surprised her was that she didn't expect that her performance was so poor just now that she could still gain Winfreth's continued trust and reserve the precious quota for the promotion ceremony. for myself!
You must know that every time you perform the promotion ceremony, you need to consume rare materials and equipment. Especially since the sect has never mastered the real Si Chen ritual, you will always need to pay more if you want to successfully worship Si Chen's power. .
‘And it’s my Melanie’s turn to have such a precious spot? ! ’
‘It seems that Winfrey Morgan hasn’t discovered that I have escaped the control of his foolish and loyal seeds. I should be safe for the time being...right? ’
But at the same time, she was also feeling timid - precisely because there was no real Si Chen ritual within the sect. Not only did more materials need to be paid for each promotion ceremony, but the success rate of requesting Si Chen's power was also greatly reduced. Lowered so that promotion may not necessarily be successful.
The consequences of a failed promotion can range from a mental shock to a broken soul!
However, compared to the rapid growth of secret transmission after the promotion, the consequences of these failures can be ignored - who can resist the temptation of power?
Winfreth had extinguished the light in his pupils, but he still seemed to be able to penetrate Melanie's worries and said, "Are you worried about the consequences of the failure of the promotion ceremony?"
"Don't worry, how could I put you in danger... The real rituals of the Twins of the Sea are hidden in the collection of Gowell books you brought back. From now on, our sect can finally truly worship you. Come to Sichen’s power.”
"You only need to wait a few days for me to analyze the specific details of the ritual. By then, the dangers of the promotion ceremony will be greatly reduced, and perhaps a 100% success rate can be achieved!"
Melanie was so happy when she heard these words... It turns out that Winfreth is not as bad as I thought. Although his behavior seems a bit too cruel, at least he treats his subordinates very well.
‘Perhaps, I should continue to stay in the sect and work conscientiously. 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. She was always indecisive and hesitant. This was not the character a lantern painter should have.
‘Is this the sequelae of damage to the intracranial lamp? Even maintaining ruthless sanity is already a difficult thing for me. Maybe Winfres is right, I should really take a good rest for a while and wait until the soul's injury is completely healed before returning to work. ’
'This is quite good. I have worked overtime for such a long time day and night. It's time to calm down and have a good rest. Isn't it nice to lie comfortably in the dormitory, read books, read newspapers and learn some new knowledge? A beautiful thing? ’
So Melanie sincerely thanked her with tears of gratitude:
"Thank you very much! Thank you, Master, for your concern and care. I will definitely adjust myself as soon as possible and devote myself to the work of the cult with a more full and eager spirit!"
"I, Melanie, will definitely live up to your appreciation and expectations, the leader!!!"
"Hahaha, okay, then I'll just wait for the day when Melanie returns to work." Winfres also stood up in cooperation and gave the old subordinate a warm hug, which was as clear as a leader's. Majesty without losing the care of a friend.
"Okay, no more words. Melanie, please go back and rest early." He smiled and issued a vague eviction order. "By the way, help me call John in. From what you just said, it seems that John is very important in this mission." He has made a lot of contributions, and I have to think carefully about what rewards to give him.”
Melanie, immersed in joy, nodded repeatedly, said goodbye, then silently exited the door, walking briskly towards the dormitory area.
"I have been a member of the cult for so long, and I finally have my own short vacation. I can finally sit down on the sofa and read my favorite book quietly... Is there any better leisure activity in the world than reading? ?”
"As long as I have enough books, I can even go without food or water for three days... just like when my mother locked me in the attic 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 delicate rose blooming in spring. No one with a discerning eye could ignore the overflowing joy... So Did my design fail?
But the expression on his face did not change at all, and he still maintained a faint smile. He stretched out his hand to stop the door of the dean's room that seemed to be closing automatically 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 by meeting 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 could not be repaired by telekinesis.
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!"
"good, very good, excellent!"
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 a member of the Order for the shortest time, I can see your hard work, dedication and contribution - you definitely deserve 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 secretly betrayed the Order, 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."