Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

As a hero, Xiya certainly could not be part of the Demon Clan.

Or to say, at the current point in time, he had yet to worship any high-dimensional demon, therefore it was impossible for him to be connected to the Demon Clan.

As for being possessed by the Lord of Dead Souls or anything of the sort, that was just Lynn's baseless pestering.

As the beloved protagonist of the gods, how could he be controlled mentally by a mere Fifth Rank Legend?

The reason he harbored such intense hatred and killing intent toward Lynn, he guessed, might be related to their identities.

Back at the Pantheon, Miss Witch had evaluated him as a foreign impurity incompatible with this world, with invisible corrective forces as his greatest enemy.

Because what he was doing was reversing the fates of the characters in the plot, leading their futures to deviate from the original story.

To some extent, as the incarnation of the world's will, Xiya Asolan certainly harbored such strong hatred toward him.

After all... the entire novel was his personal show.

And now, Lynn's appearance had stolen the spotlight that was originally his, the conflict and hatred between them were naturally irreconcilable.

Perhaps it was also for this reason that he had always been unable to view Xiya's personal profile through the system.

And the moment he stepped out of the teleportation circle, Lynn sensed his presence.

So he had been thinking all this time.

Since the conflict had reached a point where it could not be resolved, why not strike first?

"Kill him."

At this moment, hearing Ivyst's casually spoken words, everyone present saw a hint of absurdity and disbelief in their eyes.

To execute the Hero of the Empire on the spot just because of a single sentence?

Even if you are the Third Imperial Princess, this joke is not funny at all.

However, as subordinates of Ivyst, they knew very well that the princess never joked with them about such matters.

Thus, the moment Ivyst's order was given, three figures instantly rushed forward.

Morris manipulated the flowing shadows to block Xiya's movement, Aphia's hands, enhanced by the Power of Fertility, were intertwined with the magical power of natural elements, and Rhein even unleashed a gravity field, causing the ground nearby to crack.

Three Third Rank.

To kill them, only... one strike was needed.

At this moment, a faint rage emerged in Xiya's heart.

Even a clay figure has three points of anger.

Let alone, everything that happened today was entirely this guy's needless provocation.

Just because of a look in the eye, he wanted to kill me on the spot?

Crazy!

Not only the black-haired, blue-eyed young man but also this Third Imperial Princess were the craziest of the crazy, the maddest of the mad.

Xiya considered himself a normal person and naturally couldn't understand their sick thought processes.

However, although he always seemed approachable on normal days, it didn't mean he had a good temper.

On the contrary, one of his multiple faiths from the very beginning was "war."

And as a follower of the War God, his very bones flowed with blood thirsty for brutality and battle.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, high temperatures swept across the vicinity of the jump facility.

Accompanied by the instant spread of a ring of fire, Xiya stood still, his right hand lifting slightly, making a small grabbing motion toward the air.

A Knight Spear formed of orange-red flames then appeared in his palm.

The explosive power contained within it could reduce to flat ground everything in sight with but a gentle throw.

However, blinded by rage, or to say, ever since he came to the Imperial Capital and had been sailing smoothly, he had forgotten that there was another monster present here.

A... true monster.

Accompanied by a graceful glance thrown carelessly by the figure on the wheelchair, just for a moment, Xiya felt as though a mountain pressed upon him, the terrifying force instantaneously surpassing the limits his well-tempered body could withstand, every cell crying out in agony.

The next second, the Flame Cavalry Spear in his hand shattered with a loud noise, his complexion turning red as he knelt, unable to move.

As he saw the three figures quickly approaching him, Xiya felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness like a lamb awaiting slaughter.

All it would have taken was a casual flick of his hand to kill those three Third Rankers.

Yet now, he had somehow turned the tables against himself.

Is this what it means to be a Sixth Rank Demigod?

Xiya clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding with a crunching sound.

Yet when he looked with angry eyes at the one who caused all this, he found her flirting with the black-haired young man beside her.

Damn it!

Watching Tiya's hand, which was about to pierce through his throat, Xiya growled and prepared to reveal his trump card to save his own life.

"Brother Xiya!"

A frantic call from the Silent Saintess Tiya came from behind.

The elf girl stared at Lynn and the others with icy contempt before raising her magic wand without hesitation, her body radiating a moon-white glow.

The atmosphere was charged, a confrontation imminent!

Just then, with the sound of rapid high-heeled footsteps, Hillena hurried to Xiya's side, seemingly unable to endure her sister's reckless behavior any longer and chose to intervene.

She lifted her snow-white, delicate wrist, revealing a copper bell tied to it.

With a flick of her index finger,

"Ding—"

The crisp sound transformed into invisible waves of Law, spreading in front of the Jump Transition Matrix.

Extraordinary phenomena were prohibited here!

In an instant, including Morris, everyone felt as if the extraordinary power within them had been wiped out of existence, and their abilities disintegrated accordingly, stopping in their tracks with expressions of shock.

Seeing this, Lynn sighed in his heart.

So it wasn't possible to just kill off the protagonist here after all.

No surprise, really.

Just unexpected that she would be the one to defuse the situation.

It seemed that the Great Imperial Princess's fondness for Xiya was quite high.

As they observed Hillena stand protectively in front of Xiya with a cold expression, the atmosphere fell into silence.

The Holy Maiden, who usually looked gentle and compassionate, now seemed to open her eyes, displaying unprecedented hostility.

"Little Ywei, you've gone too far,"

Hillena said softly.

As Xiya's superior, she naturally could not sit back and watch her subordinate be killed.

She's bullying me again...

Once more, the pitiful gaze of the Princess made Lynn break out in a cold sweat.

Hey, hey, I definitely can't beat this one.

He could only look away, pretending to be a quail.

But Ivyst didn't really expect him to teach her older sister a lesson, and seeing him like this, she couldn't help smiling to herself, though she regained her composure.

"He is of the Demon Clan," Ivyst stated as if to confirm, "Hillena, are you going to shield a demon?"

Even in the face of her older sister, her expression remained unchanged as she idly twirled her dark hair around her fingers, speaking with ease.

"You know very well whether he's a demon or not,"

Hillena said softly after a brief silence.

In fact, the moment Lynn asked Xiya, the perceptive Hillena had guessed his intention.

As the Great Imperial Princess, she was one of the few who knew the details of the Orn City incident.

If they delved into it, Xiya would inevitably be taken to the Heresy Court for a thorough interrogation.

Hillena was well aware of the many secrets her subordinate kept. Experience more on My Virtual Library Empire

If those were exposed, it would be a disadvantage for her side.

With that in mind, Hillena sighed softly, "I swear on my honor that what happened here today will not reach the ears of others."

"In return, let this matter go for now."

In other words, it was time to end Ivyst's bold declaration that Lynn was her future Royal Consort, with both sides stepping back and agreeing not to pursue the issue further.

However, Ivyst didn't immediately agree but looked up at Lynn and asked, "What do you think?"

"That's fine," Lynn thought for a moment and decided to graciously step down, "Consider what just happened a minor interlude."

Upon hearing this, Ivyst nodded lightly, "In that case, let's do that."

Hillena looked deeply at Lynn, surprised at how high his standing seemed to be in her heart.

"I'll remember you, Lynn Bartleion."

Having said these profound words, Hillena pulled her hood back up, murmured a few words of concern to Xiya, and then turned to leave.

She had to attend the victory banquet later and, as the Great Imperial Princess, had many things to prepare and couldn't afford to waste any more time here.

Yet upon hearing Hillena's words, Ivyst couldn't help frowning slightly with displeasure, "You're not allowed to remember him."

Hillena hesitated in her steps.

Following that came someone's self-righteous declaration, "Don't worry, Your Highness, whether she remembers me or not, I shan't recall someone whose beauty pales in comparison to yours."

"Good boy~"

Hillena stumbled a few steps.

Stay calm!

Why get angry with a child!

Thinking back to the image of the black-haired, blue-eyed youth, Hillena couldn't explain the sudden pain in her chest.

Driven mad by this pair of nutcase master and servant.