Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Death is the most trivial thing I am willing to do for you.

When these words reached Tiya's ears, she stood still in daze, subconsciously releasing the hem of her skirt that she had been holding onto.

There were no flowery expressions of speech, nor were there any vows of eternal love as grand as mountains and seas.

It was merely the most ordinary of promises.

Uttered by the youth, it was as casual as asking "Have you eaten?"

Had it been any other time, Tiya would have certainly felt repulsed by such words spoken by a man.

Even Xiya, the brother she admired, was a man of action rather than words.

To do more and talk less was his signature.

He seldom indulged in what was considered traditionally romantic.

Therefore, Tiya had always prided herself on being hard to impress, unswayed by the inexplicably self-gratifying sweet-nothings, and she couldn't understand why other women, afflicted by their romantic fantasies, would fall so easily for a few tender words.

Yet at this moment, she realized how utterly wrong she was.

Though the words spoken by the youth were not words of love, and their relationship was far from intimate at this moment,

somehow, upon hearing those words, Tiya's heart seemed to stop beating.

To say she was not moved would be a lie.

The reason was simple.

The youth was under hypnosis at this moment.

Meaning those words were his most genuine thoughts from the depths of his subconscious mind.

He was willing to give his life to her, without hesitation.

Tiya couldn't help but think about how many couples that swear solemn oaths still lead separate lives in their shared bed, far from achieving a bond forged in life and death, let alone someone whom she had deeply hurt.

Yet this person had indeed achieved it.

His words and heart were aligned.

The thoughts he harbored for her in his heart were not dark but were as he presented on the surface.

A sense of unprecedented regret arose within her.

Why did she ask such a question?

At this moment, Tiya wished she could travel back one minute in time and strangle her impulsive self.

Deep down, however, she might faintly understand why she had recently taken back her words and refrained from asking him about the past.

Her heart was already tethered to brother Xiya, without room for any other thoughts.

If something truly happened between her and him during the twelve years she had forgotten, how should she face this person when the time came?

Perhaps the hypnosis itself was a mistake from the beginning.

Tiya closed her eyes in pain.

Both brother Xiya's brutal interrogation and Lynn's silky moves were entirely beyond her expectation.

At this moment, her thoughts were in unprecedented chaos, suddenly feeling the urge to flee this place.

However, the hypnosis was not yet over, and there were still questions to be asked.

"...What else did brother Xiya say to you during the interrogation?"

After a prolonged silence, Tiya asked in a complex tone, softly.

She wanted to know all the details of what had just happened.

Without hesitation, Lynn, in his Lie Swallowing state, replied.

"He said he would ensure that I don't leave the prison alive, that's the price for my attempt to lay hands on you."

The youth stated monotonously.

Not leaving the prison alive, that meant... hiring a killer to murder him in his cell?

Tiya's heart leaped in shock, instinctively denying, "You're lying! He... he can't possibly be that kind of person!"

Indeed.

The guy was lying.

But what of it?

Digging a trap for the Hero was simply a splash of water.

Leaning against the corner of the wall, Lynn chuckled to himself internally.

Of course, Xiya would not stoop to such idiocy; he was a proud man at heart.

Even if he disliked someone, he'd take matters into his own hands rather than resort to petty tricks.

Yet in the reality of the interrogation room, silence reigned.

Tiya blurted out a frantic rebuttal before realizing that no one would respond to her.

Because Lynn was under hypnosis.

Upon this realization, a sense of collapse overcame Tiya.

Everything that happened today was relentlessly assaulting her vulnerable heart.

The brother Xiya in her heart, as proud and righteous as the sun, could he truly resort to hiring a murderer for someone innocent?

How much did he hate this person?

If it were the prior harsh interrogation, Tiya might still justify it as Xiya's hatred for evil.

But now, it had turned into a personal vendetta.

Merely because he didn't like the look of him, just because he was too close to her.

Perhaps any ordinary woman would be thrilled by such domineering CEO behavior and feel cherished.

But as the Silent Saintess, Tiya held no such thoughts.

Moreover, a vague irritation began to emerge in her heart.

Maybe she was overthinking it.

Sometimes, death threats needed to be contextualized.

It could also be that brother Xiya was simply too angry and had blurted out those words unconsciously, never intending to act on them.

Anyway, this person wouldn't be detained for long; he would be released within one night. Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

And when he walked out of the prison unscathed tomorrow, it would prove brother Xiya's innocence.

Tiya bit her lower lip, forcing herself to think that way.

She simply couldn't bring herself to believe the brother Xiya she had known for years was a man of deceit.

With that thought, Tiya took a deep breath.

She couldn't stay here any longer.

She thought to herself.

Within a mere ten minutes or so, her mental world had been shaken like never before.

If she continued to stay, who knew what else might unfold?

Tiya took a deep breath and thought to herself silently.

That's right.

She... was scared.

Because she was scared, she wanted to escape from here right away.

"After hypnosis, you will forget everything that just happened."

At that thought, Tiya lifted the edge of her magic robe again, showing her fair and beautiful long legs, and the mark of the Eye of the Soul at the root of her thigh, exposing it in front of Lynn.

When she saw Lynn waking up with a faint groan, she hurriedly let go of the fabric in her hand, allowing the edge of the robe to sway by her short boots.

"Voya? Just now..."

He looked at her with feigned ignorance and spoke with a mixture of surprise and worry.

However, Tiya was unwilling to talk to him any further or perhaps, she didn't dare to, and she gave him a cold glance before turning and walking towards the exit of the interrogation room.

From beginning to end, she never asked about Amputator Burshman.

Because she believed Lynn was innocent.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the door was closed.

Upon seeing this, Lynn sighed almost imperceptibly.

He had assumed he could raise the deviation in the plot further, but to his surprise, it had only increased by 5% before stopping.

Still, to be fair, it was indeed easier to increase than with the Princess and the Witch.

Thinking this, he looked at his clothes, which were bloodstained from Xiya's interrogation.

Feeling uncomfortable, he subconsciously took off his outer garment.

His lean but well-defined muscular frame was immediately exposed to the air, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, his entire body was smooth and unblemished; his previous injuries had all healed with the help of the Moonlight Original Liquid.

Only the scar left by Tiya on his chest remained.

He needed to think about how he would explain this to Woman Ivyst.

With that thought, the door that had just been shut was suddenly pushed open again.

"You..."

It was Tiya returning.

She had not expected that upon opening the door she would see Lynn shirtless, gently touching the scar on his chest as if reminiscing.

The Silent Saintess's face turned red in an instant, and her eyes grew even more complicated.

He had healed all his wounds, except for the one she had inflicted on his chest, which would remain there forever as a constant reminder to her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize you hadn't left,"

Lynn quickly dressed, his eyes showing an apology.

Why are you apologizing?!

A sudden irritation rose in Tiya's heart, feeling frustrated with Lynn's overly cautious demeanor.

However, she suppressed these thoughts.

As for the sight of a man's naked body, she was not unaccustomed to it.

Although she despised it, during missions at Saint Faros Fortress with her brother Xiya, she often saw those rough soldiers baring their torsos and drinking beer in a feigned hearty manner.

Therefore, she did not show panic but instead took a deep breath, speaking very calmly before leaving, "Before I go, there's something I need to remind you."

"What is it?"

"The way you look so carefree, as if you don't even know disaster is looming over you."

Tiya looked at him coldly.

Lynn showed a puzzled expression at the right moment.

"The Imperial Council is making a move now to target you and the Third Prince; you should have known that already," Tiya's gaze rested on the wall behind him, trying not to look into his eyes, "But if you think that just because you're not the serial killer, you can rest easy, you're making a foolish mistake."

"Voya, can you be clearer? You know, I have had trouble following your thoughts for quite some time. Remember..."

"Shut up!"

Tiya suddenly raised her voice, cutting him off with a sharp, agitated look.

However, she soon realized that this show of emotion was unseemly, and she took several deep breaths to calm her agitated heart.

"Anyway, those nobles of the Imperial Council will not really arrest you on the charge of murder. They will resort to more indirect means."

"As I understand it, His Majesty seems to have handed the Punisher organization over to the Third Imperial Princess for management. Since it so happens that the case of the limb connector is your responsibility."

"And yet, as the new leader of the Punishers, not only have you failed to quickly gain control of this force, you've even had the time to attend banquets and allowed the thirty-sixth murder case to occur."

"That is your greatest fault and vulnerability, and they will surely grasp this point firmly."

"So, in tomorrow's public hearing, they will not prosecute you for murder but will step back for a while and chastise you with a charge of negligence."

Tiya was speaking such a long speech all at once for the first time.

Because after she left the interrogation room, a member of the substitute punishers reminded her that there were only three minutes left.

It was unclear why, but in the end, she returned to this room again.

Perhaps she simply didn't want to owe him.

Upon hearing this, Lynn seemed to have realized something, and his brows gradually furrowed, sinking into silence.

And seeing that he understood the gravity of the situation, Tiya said lightly, "After that, the real focus comes."

"To justify this targeted approach, they might propose several tasks that are simply impossible for you to accomplish."

"For example, they might demand you solve this year-and-a-half-long unsolved major case within three days."

"Or perhaps..."

Here, Tiya paused her speech slightly and then stopped as if considering something.

She took a deep breath, "Anyway, you need to think carefully about how to deal with their traps at the public hearing tomorrow; this will determine the direction of your future fate."

"I hope you... take care of yourself."

...

At the same time, in Mosgla Mansion.

"Father, I've already contacted the substitute punishers there, and they will act tonight."

Inside the study, the middle-aged man reported to Marquis Mosgla with respectful expression.

"Are you sure there will be no mishaps?"

Marquis Mosgla looked at him indifferently.

"Of course," the middle-aged man answered, his face showing regret, "In a place where Extraordinary Abilities cannot be used, facing the onslaught of dozens of prisoners, how could a seventeen-year-old boy possibly survive?"

"Do not be complacent. Since we are going against the wishes of Irina and choosing to dispose of him at this time, then we need to ensure everything is flawless."

"That kid is too dangerous, we absolutely can't let him walk out of the prison alive."

"Yes, Father."

(ps: Eek.)