87 - Stop Hypnotizing Me, Villainous Princess!

Chapter 87: Mother! The following morning at Ornn City Train Station. What should have been a bustling hub was eerily empty, casting a cold and ominous atmosphere over the platform. Only two rows of perfectly attired security guards from the Bureau of Public Safety stood on either side. Leading them were members of the city council and several local nobles. Sweat beaded on their foreheads as they exchanged nervous glances, each discerning a shared sense of unease in the other’s eyes. Soon enough, with the melodic sound of a steam whistle echoing, a luxurious train bearing the emblem of the Holy Roland Empire slowly pulled into the station, coming to a smooth stop. It has arrived! Tension flashed across the eyes of the officials and nobles present. Moments later, as the train doors opened with deliberate slowness, several stern-faced soldiers descended onto the platform, their gazes like knives flaying the faces of the onlookers. As if any slight misstep would mark one as an assassin, instantly condemned and executed on the spot. Finally, accompanied by the guards, a handsome silver-haired young man with an air of indifference stepped out. He was dressed in a robe embroidered with subtle golden patterns, his stature tall and bearing noble, exuding an aura of pride and dignity. This was the Second Prince, Felite Roland Alexis! The esteemed prince, considered the most likely to secure the throne, his evaluations at the Holy Oak Institute far surpassing those of his peers. The crowd felt a collective shock. Seeing this, the speaker of the city council hurried forward with a fawning smile, only to be halted by the prince's guards. "Your Excellency, the esteemed Second Highness, I am Lucho Hendricks, speaker of Ornn City's council, might I—" "Spare me the tedious formalities." Felite cast a brief glance, his tone relatively mild. "This visit to Ornn City is for passing on some matters. Just pretend I'm not here." "But—" "Leave." Hearing this, the speaker awkwardly smiled, retreating a few steps, seemingly relieved after the reprimand. Prince Felite wasn't interested in engaging with these people, but neither did he leave the station immediately. Instead, he turned to the carriage and asked, "Would you like to accompany me?" There was a pause before a voice, as melodious as a songbird, answered from inside. "No need; you go attend to your matters. I have Aisha and the others with me to look around." The voice was pleasant to the ear, youthful, and carefree like a young girl's. Hearing this, Prince Felite nodded. "Also, remember to get along well with Iveset." The voice added, with a hint of concern. "I understand, Mother." Felite replied calmly, "It's only about conveying Father's orders to her, and securing one more person." Having said this, he quickly left the station under the escort of his guards, boarding the prepared carriage outside. "Lanney Amon! Please, help me!" The moment Lin En arrived at the underground laboratory, he collapsed to the ground, desperately clutching at Milani's slender leg beneath her lab coat. Seeing this, a trace of exasperation flashed in Milani's eyes. "First it was the essence of water phantom toxin, then dozens of magical matrices — you've really been dealing with a lot lately. Do you think I have nothing better to do?" Despite her words, she dragged over a somewhat worn chair, gesturing for Lin En to sit. Though she seemed just a frail-looking young girl with a head of chestnut hair resembling a bird's nest, she exuded a composure beyond her years. Admittedly, if Miss Milani were a towering 1.7-meter tall scientist with a slender waist and long legs, Lin En would undoubtedly be infatuated. But alas, she was not. Lin En wiped away his non-existent tears, took the offered tea, and had a sip. The warmth carried a hint of sweetness and smoothness. "Ah, sorry, I think I gave you the wrong drink," Milani suddenly covered her mouth, feigning surprise. "What am I drinking then?" Lin En glanced at the slightly yellow tea in his cup. "This morning I was busy with test results and couldn't find time for the restroom, so I took care of it on the spot," Milani said, scratching her head. Lin En's mouth gradually fell open. "Just kidding, it's barley tea," Milani said with a playful grin. "So, what brings you here this time?" Lin En exhaled in relief. "I've been having a string of bad luck. Do you have any potions or relics to boost luck?" He was planning to try drawing new abilities later. "You might be misunderstanding what luck is," Milani sighed. "Those so-called luck potions or Felix Felicis only clear your mind of distractions, helping you think more clearly and make the best choices. They're mistakenly believed to enhance luck." "True change in luck belongs to the divine domain, an area that human studies have barely touched upon over centuries." "And relics are even rarer." Hearing this, Lin En's eyes held a hint of disappointment. "But," Milani suddenly reached into her shirt, pulling out an ancient necklace, "I happen to have this." "Lanney Amon!" Lin En's eyes sparkled as he grasped her delicate hand. Feeling the warmth of his touch, Milani instinctively looked away. "You know, I'm probably as old as your mother, right?" "Mother!" "...You shameless thing." Milani was taken aback for a few seconds before sighing, "You've worn me down. Here, take this." Feeling the lingering warmth and the scent of a maiden from the unique necklace, Lin En didn't hesitate to open the system. A minute later, gazing at the new ability on the list, he grinned with a sense of satisfaction. [Name: Heart of the Blazing Dragon] [Rank: Fourth Tier] [Effect: Passive ability, your physique receives minute enhancements with every heartbeat.] [Activation Requirement: None] [Points required for Advancement: Not upgradeable] With this ability, the problem he had with the witch earlier — his body’s inability to handle more divine power enhancements — was perfectly resolved. Indeed, I truly am the fated protagonist. "You have a rather lecherous smile," noted Milani from the side, resting her chin in her hands, unable to resist a jab at the grinning Lin En. "By the way, Princess Iveset asked me to give you '1-0106.' If you're free later, come with me." "Wow, she really does favor you, to bestow even something like that." [You cannot automatically load the next page in reading mode; please exit to click and read the next page.] [ ]