Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Lynn's words slowly fell, causing Goddess Tiya, who had her eyes tightly closed, to be slightly startled.

Escape, late night, hypnosis, bed...

Accompanied by these suggestive keywords that surged into her mind, that memory, which felt like just yesterday despite being separated by a hundred thousand years, resurfaced before her eyes.

Recalling the burning touch that lingered in the palm of her hand that night, Goddess Tiya's face turned utterly bright red, much like a boiled crab.

Even though she could mention this incident casually in front of Miss Witch and Ivyst, it didn't mean that Tiya was experienced in these matters.

Compared to Ivyst's enthusiastic and unrestrained personality, her character was more inclined to be calm and reserved.

And now, with the other involved party right in front of her, and also her beloved for the past hundred thousand years, how could she not feel shy?

Even though she was over a hundred thousand years old and her actions had matured, in front of the person she liked, she still was the green, bashful young girl she used to be.

However, the situation was urgent, and even though her emotions were stirring intensely, she wanted nothing more than to embrace Lynn immediately, but she knew that if she didn't kill Beatrice right here, they couldn't reach the happy future that belonged to them both.

Therefore, even though she was extremely shy, the Bright Moon Halo behind Goddess Tiya's head still maintained its original form.

Not only that, but she also understood the implication behind Lynn's words earlier.

At this moment, the Spirit Thought Body of the Doomsday Witch could dissipate at any time, yet under dire circumstances, Beatrice unleashed unprecedented combat strength, causing the balance between the two sides to require a slight external force to break.

Originally, Goddess Tiya had planned to burn her soul to severely damage Beatrice and thereby turn the tide of the battle.

However, the only outcome of doing so would be her death on the spot, disappearing from the timeline of the next hundred thousand years.

Although very unwilling, if it was for Lynn's sake, she was willing to make such a sacrifice.

Fortunately, Lynn's sudden awakening changed everything.

But... the method he mentioned was a bit too embarrassing, right?

Even though over these hundred thousand years, whenever she recalled her bold actions that night, her heart would be filled with a feeling of immoral excitement, and sometimes, unable to suppress her desires, she used that memory as a side dish for her personal enjoyment, she ultimately wasn't shameless like Ivyst.

"Quick, there's no time."

Amidst her chaotic thoughts, Lynn spoke again.

Goddess Tiya's face grew even redder, and she slowly lowered her head: "You say that, but..."

Since she had to maintain her connection with Beatrice, who had transformed into an Evil God, she currently had her eyes tightly closed and couldn't see the situation clearly.

However, just as she hadn't finished speaking, something surprising happened.

Accompanied by the rush of a masculine scent, Goddess Tiya suddenly felt herself embraced into a warm hug.

Ah!

In an instant, Tiya subconsciously clenched her legs, a sense of unprecedented happiness spreading throughout her body.

And when she realized what was happening, an intense sense of shyness and panic immediately overwhelmed her.

"Lynn?! What, what are you doing?!"

"If you can't remember that night, then we'll have to recreate it right here."

The young man's breathing was intensely hot, his voice seemingly filled with unrestrained passion.

The next second, accompanied by the sound of fabric tearing, Goddess Tiya felt as if she had been pounced on by a creature of desire, every inch of her skin blushing a beautiful light pink due to the rising body temperature.

Yet deep inside, she was still that conservative Silent Saintess.

Once she realized that the young man's actions were genuine, she somewhat frantically pressed against his chest: "I, I get it! I get it!"

The young man's actions abruptly stopped, reverting to the calmness from before, as if nothing had happened.

Realizing his true intentions, Goddess Tiya breathed a sigh of relief, her cheeks still slightly warm.

What a naughty guy.

Yet, through Lynn's disturbance, the shyness caused by that memory was somewhat diluted.

After all, the people of Saint Laurent always preferred a balanced approach.

The next second, Goddess Tiya straightened her back, intertwining her hands in front of her chest.

Simultaneously, the memory before her eyes instantly flashed back to that night a hundred thousand years ago.

In an instant, Beatrice, who was deeply connected with Tiya, seemed to suddenly perceive something, the planetary flesh mass grappling with a blood-red giant blade suspended in the sky, suddenly halted.

Then, it erupted into an unprecedented angry roar!

"Well done."

Lynn gently touched Goddess Tiya's head, then leapt up, flying towards the white-haired woman in the sky.

"That sort of thing... next time... just between you and me... again..."

Behind her came Goddess Tiya's slightly shy murmur.

...

Constructed from the Power of Annihilation and the supreme Authority of the Doomsday Witch, the blood-red giant blade was stuck inside the gigantic body revealed by the mythological form of Beatrice.

Although the battle seemed evenly matched, only Beatrice knew the terrifying pressure she was currently facing.

That power seemed capable of devouring and erasing her existence and authority, growing weaker every moment.