Stop Hypnotizing Me, Villainous Princess!

“Nothing happened, big brother Xia!”

This particular religion, where all the clergy are female, usually doesn’t allow men into the church, except for the extremely rare male believers.

After all, in the myth, the Goddess of the Crescent Moon is an extreme beauty lover who appreciates beauty.

Thus, only exceptionally beautiful women from various races or members of the elf tribe can become her followers without hindrance.

By common sense, Xia should’ve had no right to enter the church.

Especially on a night when a curfew was in effect.

But he never did follow the ordinary path.

After some hurdles, Xia broke through layers of security at the church and knocked out several nuns, barely managing to sneak to Tia’s room.

As the Silent Saintess, she held a high status within the church, living alone on the highest floor of the Moonlight Monastery.

Xia had come to see her often enough that it felt routine.

While downstairs, he had peeked into her room and noticed the light was on, dispelling his last shred of doubt.

Clearly, with her quiet personality, she would never venture into a noisy noble banquet.

So, Xia decided to keep this matter to himself and not ask further.

After all, asking something like that would imply suspicion, and Xia didn’t want to create a rift between them.

With that thought, he gently knocked on the door.

After a moment, a slightly muffled voice came from inside.

“Nun, didn’t I say I wanted to be alone?”

Xia was taken aback for a few seconds at that tone.

It sounded like Tia was having some trouble?

He furrowed his brow: “It’s me, Xia. I was just passing by and thought I’d check on you.”

“Ah!”

Upon hearing the voice outside, Tia seemed to panic a bit.

If you listened closely, you could even detect a hint of guilt and anxiety in her voice.

Xia stood quietly at the door, hearing a flurry of activity inside the room.

After a while, the door opened.

At that moment, Tia was dressed in a moonlight-white nightgown, covering her exquisite figure, exposing only her long, delicate legs and soft, tender feet, bare against the floor.

Since they were so close, Xia could even sense the faint humidity and fragrance coming from her.

By the light in the room, he saw Tia’s brown hair cascading over her shoulders and back, slightly damp, as if she had just bathed.

Her bare face looked exceptionally innocent and beautiful, without any makeup.

“Xia, big brother.”

Despite the turmoil in her heart, Tia didn’t want him to know what had happened tonight.

Thus, upon seeing Xia, she managed to hide her tired and troubled expression, showing him a faint smile.

However, Xia still sensed her inner turmoil and thought of something.

“Did someone bully you?”

Xia asked with a frown, a hint of coldness flickering in his eyes.

Tia silently thought, “Did he bully me, or did I bully him? I can’t tell anymore,” but her smile remained unchanged: “Of course not! I just dealt with a lot of church matters today, feeling a bit tired, so I vented a little to the nuns. You don’t need to worry about it, big brother Xia.”

“I see.” Xia sighed in relief and really put the matter behind him. “If that’s the case, that’s great.”

Seeing he wasn’t going to press the issue, a trace of disappointment flickered in Tia’s eyes.

Rationally speaking, diverting the topic was the best way to avoid any discussion about what happened tonight.

But the problem is, women are not always rational beings.

Their choices often lean towards emotional ones, like saying, “Do you not love me anymore?”

And Tia was no exception.

No matter how indifferent or composed she appeared, she was still a woman at heart.

At this moment, she really wished Xia could be a bit more assertive, pressing her further on the topic, enforcing his masculinity.

Unfortunately, he seemed a bit dense and didn’t realize this.

Maybe that’s one of the adorable traits of big brother Xia.

Tia forced herself to find comfort in this thought.

After a moment of silence, Xia prepared to find some topics to chat about.

Just then, he caught a glimpse of Tia’s slender wrist hidden beneath her robe.

Her originally fair and delicate skin looked somewhat red and swollen, as if it had been rubbed multiple times.

Xia knew she had a cleanliness obsession, but he never realized it could be this severe.

“Your hand…”

He instinctively pointed it out.

Hearing this, Tia froze for a few seconds and instinctively looked down.

Upon realizing what Xia was pointing at, she flusteredly hid her wrist in her sleeve.

Ever since leaving Lynn, she had felt dirty.

Every spot she had come into contact with the guy made her shudder.

So, she hurried back, using body wash and soap to scrub repeatedly, crying silently under the flowing hot water.

Anyone looking on might think she had been sullied.

Finally, when she felt the grime Lynn left was barely washed away, she exited the bathroom.

But this was something Xia could never know.

Sorry, big brother Xia.

A wave of guilt surged over her.

She had vowed to dedicate her entire being to the person in front of her, yet here she was, touched by another man first.

And Xia had finally started to notice something was off, his expression serious: “Tia, are you alright? Why do you feel so strange tonight?”

Tia took a deep breath and forced a smile: “I’m fine, big brother Xia! Nothing happened.”

“Then you—”

“Big brother Xia, I want to hold hands with you.”

Out of nowhere, Tia suddenly gathered her courage, slightly tiptoeing and saying softly.

This time, it was Xia who was surprised.

At the same time, a spark of joy emerged in his heart.

Though he and Tia were incredibly close, they had seldom had physical contact; even holding hands was a rare occurrence.

All because of that damn goddess’s blessing.

And now, with her taking the initiative to want to hold hands, it completely caught him off guard.

Even the doubts he had earlier were temporarily pushed aside.

Looking at Tia’s blushing face, he broke into a gentle smile, then lightly grasped her slender, delicate little hand.

The atmosphere suddenly became a bit ambiguous.

Xia’s heart raced slightly, seemingly lost in this warmth.

However, in the next second, he suddenly felt that icy little hand tremble, and then Tia withdrew her hand from his grasp.

A sense of disappointment filled Xia’s heart.

“Tia, you still—”

He instinctively looked up and saw her face pale, almost in a daze, with tears collecting at the corners of her eyes.

Then, something he never expected happened.

“Big brother Xia, I’m feeling a bit unwell, so… I’m sorry.”

For some reason, having said that, Tia lowered her head and retreated into her room, gently closing the door behind her.

Leaving Xia standing alone in the wind, utterly confused.

After a long while, he walked back into the night, filled with uncertainty.

What was going on with Tia?

As he left the Silent Church, Xia was still filled with similar feelings of confusion.

Why… why was my body like this?

Tia, pale-faced, stared at her hands.

Once she vaguely sensed Xia leaving, the tears that had filled her eyes could no longer be held back, cascading down silently.

At that moment, it felt as if all her strength had been drained away. She leaned against the door, slowly sliding down until she knelt on the floor.

Why?

Why did it come to this?

Recalling the revulsion and pain that surged when she held hands with Xia, she felt utterly crushed.

Before this, she had had a glimmer of curiosity.

After all, that guy’s words had been completely unbelievable, and the curse that supposedly made him loathe all women sounded dubious as well.

So Tia suspected that perhaps the goddess’s blessing had waned a bit with time. However, the aftermath of what just happened still lingered heavily in her mind.

She loved Xia to the utmost, yet she couldn’t accept him physically.

And for Lynn, she wished to kill him, yet he had become the only man in her life who could come into contact with her.

No harm, no foul.

At this moment, the deeper her feelings for Xia became, the more she felt crushed by the disparity this comparison created.

This shouldn’t be happening.

Tia kept wiping away more and more tears, desperately shaking her head.

This couldn’t go on.

Finally, Tia suddenly realized something.

The true culprit behind all of this was Lynn.

He had approached her from the very beginning with ulterior motives.

The reason she felt so shaken right now is precisely because of everything he had done before.

Though she didn’t know the principle behind it, or why she could physically touch him, it was likely some sinister trick.

So, I just need to figure out how he tricked me, and my pain will lessen significantly.

With this in mind, her tears gradually stopped.

Thus, everything led back to her original plan.

If she could use some means to control his mind before he even spoke, then naturally, things wouldn’t escalate beyond that.

Thinking about this, Tia hurriedly stood up and walked quickly to her desk.

The forbidden tome she had previously looked into was still unfinished, and she decided to read through it tonight.

Just as she was about to sit down, Tia suddenly felt something rough beneath her bare feet.

Looking down, she found a palm-sized piece of rune paper.

Tia bent down to pick it up, and by the light, she examined the patterns on it.

It was a green magic rune, resembling a vertical pupil, capable of piercing the mind.

Did it fall out of the tome?

Why does it feel somewhat familiar?

With a twinge of confusion, Tia quickly flipped through the thick book, carefully searching for something.

Before long, a similar mark appeared on one page.

“Mind Fellowship? Legacy of the Mysterious Empire? And…”

“Hypnosis?”

As the lines of text entered her view, Tia’s mouth slightly gaped.

A moment later, she slowly raised her head, her emerald green eyes flashing with renewed hope.

According to the forbidden tome, this piece of rune paper bore a matrix capable of hypnotizing others.

By simply sticking it to a part of her body, she could imprint the Eye of the Mind on her skin.

After that, all she needed to do was employ Transcendent Power to activate it and display the Eye of the Mind imprint before her target to conduct hypnosis.

This perfectly aligned with Tia’s greatest need at the moment.

But where should she stick it?

For the time being, suppressing her slight excitement, Tia began pondering this question.

After a moment, she found her answer.

With the light to guide her, Tia gently pressed the yellowed rune paper onto the palm of her right hand.

Considering concealment and convenience, the palm was undoubtedly the best choice.

She just needed to lift her hand slightly to complete the hypnosis.

With this thought, Tia prepared to channel her Transcendent Power to activate the rune paper’s power, imprinting the Eye of the Mind onto her palm.

However, as expected, an unexpected incident occurred.

Perhaps due to the excessively long scrubbing during her bath, her hand muscles were sore, or maybe it was due to her extreme fatigue.

In any case, at the very moment the rune paper shimmered green, she accidentally slipped.

Tia helplessly watched as the glowing paper gently floated down to the root of her thigh.

She was about to reach for it, but it was already too late.

In an instant, a scorching sensation surged through her skin and deep into the flesh of her thigh, adhering like a brand to that position.

As time had passed too long, the rune paper, having consumed its last bit of power, turned to ash and disappeared into the air.

All that remained was a faint yet stubborn Eye of the Mind imprint, clinging tenaciously to the root of her thigh.

Getting any closer would lead to a certain area that couldn’t be spoken of.

Staring at this scene, Tia froze in her place.

The next second, she frantically reached out, rubbing at that area, trying to erase the imprint.

However, this was ultimately futile.

Once the mark was left behind, it would only disappear if the usage limit was exceeded.

But… but how on earth was she supposed to hypnotize someone with it imprinted in such an awkward spot?!

She couldn’t possibly lift her skirt and show it to that guy each time they met, could she?!

In that instant, Tia felt utterly tearful.

Her own foolishness made her want to cry.

Blood?

As Lynn passed the third floor, he sensed something was off.

At that moment, a strange scent wafting from deep in the corridor made him frown.

Without thinking too much, Lynn stopped in his tracks and proceeded into the depths of the corridor to investigate.

At this moment, Her Highness the Princess was in the mansion, and Lynn felt completely at ease.

What on earth was happening?

This thought ran through his mind.

As he walked, he suddenly felt something viscous underfoot.

It was blood.

In an instant, Lynn reached that conclusion.

It wasn’t that he was particularly familiar with the nature of blood; it was merely a judgment based on the facts.

Lynn slowly came to a stop.

Looking at the scene before him, his pupils constricted as he instinctively covered his mouth and nose.

On a platform that should have displayed antiques, there now lay a piece of a person.

That’s right.

A piece of a “person.”

It was called “a piece” because his limbs and head had been chopped off, and now lay in a pile not far away as an offering.

Dead.

In this seemingly ordinary night and this apparently normal mansion.

As the first eyewitness at the scene, with the moonlight streaming in from the window, Lynn barely caught a glimpse of what lay on the ground.

Lines crudely and grotesquely formed by accumulated blood looked like a child’s doodles, sketching out a ferocious and angry monster face.

In an instant, Lynn recognized the source of that monster face.

The Tyrant King, Kusustain!

This was exactly the same as that cursed brand he had left in his spiritual world!

Feeling absurd and horrified, Lynn furrowed his brows deeply.

With the moonlight, he also caught a glimpse of the severed head that seemed to be wearing a mask.

A full-face mask styled like a crow.

This was the one he had exchanged to hide his tracks earlier.

Coincidence?

Or was the killer’s target actually me?

In an instant, Lynn felt a bit taken aback, then fell into contemplation.

However, moments later, a piercing scream suddenly echoed from behind him.

“Ah!!”

Lynn turned around to see a pale-faced maid from the mansion collapsing to the ground, seemingly overwhelmed with terror at what was happening.

Upon noticing the bloodstains on Lynn’s chest, she seemed to misinterpret the situation, terrified and fleeing without a second thought.

Meanwhile, panicked screams rang throughout the entire mansion.

“Murder, murder!”

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