Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Long before, after receiving the trial from the Witch Miss, Lynn had been thinking.

In the original story, how could he get these female characters, who are loyally devoted to the male protagonist Xiya, to open up to him and find an opportunity to use the Fallen Hour?
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And now, he finally had his answer.

Neither persistent nagging nor forceful methods would work, as these women's character arcs were so brilliant, they weren't the type to easily compromise like a compliant sow just because of simple threats.

The more Lynn resorted to such tactics, the more contempt Tiya would have for him in her heart.

Thus, although his current character setting was that of a predestined love interest plus a sycophant, Lynn had never once actively sought out Tiya.

On the contrary, it was always Tiya who took the initiative.

Additionally, there was one key to breaking the situation.

As the Silent Saintess and the female lead with a positive image in the original work, Tiya held very high moral standards and a strong conscience.

Although she always seemed cold on the outside, her heart was softer than anyone else's.

What kind of method could make such a person compromise and give in, leaving an impression on her as deep as, or even deeper than Xiya?

The answer was simple.

Guilt.

Only by making her feel guilty, could her deeply ingrained high moral standards come into play perfectly, causing Tiya to feel indebted to Lynn.

Even if she remained stubborn in speech, her true inner reaction could not be faked.

Therefore, when Lynn heard from Xiya that the Silent Church would also send someone for the interrogation, he almost instantly guessed that it would be Tiya.

Because she cared a great deal about Xiya.

The more she cared, the less she would want the events of the previous night to reach his ears.

As such, Lynn chose not to resist, allowing Xiya to become the dominant abuser, leaving terrible and pitiful injuries on him.

Just think about it.

The hero, who shone so brightly in everyone's eyes, Captain Xiya who loathed evil and took justice and fairness as his guiding principles, had beaten an innocent person to the brink of death for his own selfish desires.

What would Tiya think when she saw this, and realized what had happened?

Lynn was very curious.

However, this method would only work on Tiya.

Because the reason he was framed by such a shameless scheme was wholly because of the scar she had left on his chest when she left.

Fate was indeed mysterious, everything seemed like a cycle, incredibly precise and perfectly closed, with flawless logic.

As for the wounds struck on Lynn... please, he was the man who had accumulated over a thousand points of pain energy on the Torture Chair, these were merely tickles.

Seriously, your punches are really weak.

Lynn really wanted to say this to Xiya.

Yet, Tiya standing at the door was unaware of Lynn's inner thoughts at this moment.

Watching the youth's disheveled and painful expression, she suddenly felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her chest, making her breathing somewhat difficult.

Not only that, her brain felt slightly dizzy.

Why was this happening?

She muttered to herself subconsciously.

If the substitute punisher member had not lied, then the one who had just finished the interrogation was her brother Xiya.

But what kind of interrogation would leave a person in such a state?

Moreover, Lynn was not Amputator Burshman, that was a consensus among everyone.

The only reason he was thrown in jail was to tarnish his reputation and weaken Ivyst's influence.

The military was also well aware of this point.

Yet, even so, brother Xiya still took action.

How much was personal vendetta involved?

Tiya didn't know, nor did she dare to think further.

For she feared that delving too deep, she would find answers that would break her.

Her brother Xiya, whom she saw as flawless in her eyes, also had such a violent side, especially towards an innocent person.

With this in mind, Tiya subconsciously walked towards Lynn.

A stench of blood assaulted the nostrils.

He... had been beaten and interrogated by Brother Xiya all because of me.

He shouldn't have fallen into such a state.

Thinking about it, I was a despicably vile person.

From beginning to end, I only thought of myself.

I only thought of escaping the accusations of public opinion and the gaze of others, not letting last night's events come to light.

Afterwards, I remained the immaculate Holy Princess.

However, I forgot that as the main character of the incident, the other person had to bear all the pressure.

No.

Did I really forget?

Or was it because of cowardice and ugly desires in my heart that I did not want to think more deeply?

Tiya slowly knelt beside Lynn.

Even up to now, she hadn't been able to recall the past this guy spoke of.

Yet, for some inexplicable reason, Tiya had the unprecedented thought that "maybe what this guy is saying is true."

The reason was simple.

If he were lying, then why would he endure to this extent?

Tiya couldn't understand.

Her face pale, she bit her lower lip, and slightly raised her hand intending to touch Lynn's body, completely forgetting about the curse on herself.

But as she raised her hand and saw his bruised skin and bent, sunken bones, she began to tremble.

The injuries were too severe.

Upon closer observation, Tiya realized even more profoundly how forceful Brother Xiya had been.

It was as if he had moved his hand with the intent to torture him to death.

I couldn't imagine how painful it must have been.

Yet even so, this guy hadn't given up everything that happened last night.

Speaking out would have given him a psychological advantage, even if he couldn't physically overcome Brother Xiya.

For anyone else, they would have probably bragged about their amorous encounter with the Silent Saintess to everyone.

But he kept silent.

Tiya took a deep breath.

Extraordinary Abilities were prohibited in the interrogation room, so she couldn't heal Lynn.

Thinking of this, she temporarily suppressed the thought of using hypnosis to interrogate him.

Right now, saving his life was more important.

Therefore, Tiya didn't hesitate and prepared to stand up and call someone over to treat him.

But just at that moment, her eyes inadvertently glanced over and suddenly saw something unexpected.

It was a small bottle containing a pale silver Moonlight Original Liquid, hung around the neck like a necklace, showing how much it was treasured by its owner.

Judging from the style of the bottle and the unchanged amount inside, it was the very bottle she had given him last night.

For a moment, intense confusion and unease rose to her mind.

"Why... didn't you drink it?"

After a moment of silence, Tiya softly spoke.

Even if he hadn't used the Moonlight Original Liquid last night, by drinking it now, his wounds would heal instantly.

Yet, this guy hadn't done so.

Was it because he was too severely injured to lift his hand?

No, it definitely wasn't that.

But beyond that, Tiya could think of no other possibility.

A second later, the young man's eyes tightly closed, his breath faint, he slowly began to speak.

"Because... it was the first gift you gave me... cough cough... after you lost your... memory..."

"I will treasure it... I will never use it in my lifetime..."