Chapter 139 Kill Him - Stop Hypnotizing Me, Villainous Princess!

What on earth is this woman thinking! The moment Evester made her near-declaration of intent in front of everyone, Lynn was utterly dumbfounded. And it wasn't just him. Silina, along with everyone else present, was equally astounded. In an instant, countless onlookers turned their curious gazes toward him, filled with a multitude of emotions. Among them, many suddenly recognized Lynn's true identity, and a wave of whispering emerged as they discussed in hushed tones. This was the first time a princess had publicly announced her marriage intentions. Even though it was uncertain if it were genuine, if today's events were to spread, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation throughout Glosteen. Feeling the situation spiraling out of control, Silina's expression grew increasingly serious. "Silence!" With a slightly elevated tone, her formerly gentle gaze now bore an imposing regal authority. After a moment, a hush finally settled over the crowd. Silina took a deep breath, then solemnly turned her gaze toward the seemingly nonchalant Evester in her wheelchair. "Is this your own decision?" "Aren't one's own marriage decisions supposed to be made by oneself?" Evester chuckled lightly, glancing at Silina. Once, this villainous princess had always been made vulnerable by Silina, yet now she seemed to have gained a certain composure in her presence. Silina's expression grew colder. "This is preposterous." "The marriage of a royal member ought to be arranged by the Sacred Oak Institution; how could it be left to us to decide?" The purpose of the Sacred Oak Institution is to ensure the purity and sanctity of the royal bloodline. Therefore, any member of the royal family with St. Laurent lineage has no right to decide their marriage, which must be arranged by the institution, ensuring their partner possesses impeccable family background, appearance, and character. Even St. Laurent VI, before ascending the throne, could not escape this fate. "Retract what you just said, and I'll pretend I didn't hear it nor let any of this get out." Silina posed as the authoritative elder sister. In truth, she was protecting Evester. Should today's events truly get out, the repercussions—punishments, or even deductions from the royal selection score—would ultimately fall upon her. Even Colonel Hayden, who had remained silent, now interjected anxiously, "Silina is right, Evester. Please take back what you said. The military will not spread any of this." Damn it. I just want to avoid getting involved in these royal selection affairs. Why do all these people love dragging me into unnecessary drama? Clearly, even he realized the gravity of the situation, feeling the need to step out of his usual detached stance. Suddenly, the atmosphere became quite tense. Evester narrowed her eyes slightly, observing the group as if they were staging a palace coup against her. Then she gently squeezed Lynn's hand that was tightly clasped with hers, her eyes brimming with an indescribable tenderness, as she looked up at her adorable little pup. They're all bullying her master. Her expressive crimson eyes seemed to convey this message. Hey, hey, hey, isn’t that look too unfair? Reflexively, Lynn averted his gaze, attempting to feign nonchalance as though the matter had nothing to do with him. "Answer me, Evester." Silina's seriousness deepened, addressing her in full. However, Evester ignored her sister, continuously gazing up at Lynn with a certainty that he'd eventually relent and help her. Finally, under this peculiar atmosphere, the young man couldn’t hold back, exhaling a soft sigh. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said, while grasping the wheelchair-bound woman’s hand, his expression grave, "I think it's more worthwhile to consider what you will do after leaving the military rather than quibbling over minor issues regarding the princess here." Upon hearing his inexplicable words, everyone was taken aback. Leave the military? How did he go from addressing Evester’s behavior to this topic? Even Silina couldn't comprehend the connection between the two, casting a puzzled look at Lynn. Noticing their bewildered gazes, he shook his head, "Did you not understand?" "Soon, you'll all be dismissed from the military, a group of fools unaware of their doom." "Nonsense!" Colonel Hayden finally snapped, "If you have something to say, say it directly. There's no need for scaremongering." Upon hearing this, Lynn glanced at him and nodded. "If that's the case, then I'll lay it out." In the next second, he raised his hand and suddenly pointed towards the crowd in the distance: "Among you, there's a demonic infiltrator!" The moment the image of the black-haired, blue-eyed youth appeared within the teleportation matrix, an otherworldly, discordant feeling suddenly flared in Sia's chest. It wasn't the youth himself, but rather the one named Lynn Bartleon on the dais that gave such a feeling. Like an impurity, he was being rejected by the world itself. Yet there seemed to be no way to deal with him, leaving him free to glide effortlessly through the river of time. That deep-rooted hatred and dislike once again surged throughout Sia's being. Clenching his fists tightly, Sia forced himself to resist the urge to strike him down right then. This is the nemesis I must eliminate. Even though it was their first encounter, this instinctual thought emerged in Sia's mind. Throughout, the black-haired, blue-eyed youth never once glanced his way. Thus, taking advantage of this opportunity, Sia observed him with eyes full of animosity. Behind him stood Princess Evester, another presence that inexplicably irked him, though not nearly as intensely as the youth. Though her abilities seemed slightly weakened, she was still a half-god of the sixth rank. Killing that guy would inevitably turn her into an enemy. It would be best to find a moment to quietly and discreetly eliminate him. While Sia gazed intensely at Lynn, plotting within his mind, he suddenly saw the distant dark-haired youth pointing in his direction. In an instant, all eyes were focused on him. Huh? What is happening? Sia froze in place. Lynn's words were like a boulder tossed into a tranquil lake, instantly creating tumultuous waves. All eyes turned towards the young officer he pointed at, faces full of disbelief. After a silence filled moment, murmurs began to ripple through the crowd. Audience members started looking at Lynn as if he were a fool. Colonel Hayden laughed coldly, "Do you even know who you're pointing at?" "Who?" Lynn seemed intrigued. "He is the man who single-handedly beheaded the fifth-rank legendary demon, the 'Lord of Death', in the St. Faelos fortress battle, Sia Asorant—a hero returning to Glosteen to attend a victory banquet with the third princess." "You claim such a person could be a demon infiltrator?" Everyone, Silina included, shook their heads slightly. But Lynn merely smiled. "Just because he vanquished a fifth-rank demon, are you certain he's not an infiltrator?" "Besides him and his squad members, who else witnessed him slay the demon?" "Or how can you be sure that his consciousness and personality weren't corrupted by the so-called 'Lord of Death' and indirectly controlled?" "Such naiveté!" These remarks left Colonel Hayden, who wanted to rebut, dumbstruck. Not that he believed Lynn's nonsense, but rather, he didn’t know how to refute it. In all fairness. According to normal standards, his hypothesized scenario was indeed more plausible, considering a fourth-rank vanquishing a fifth-rank legendary being was nearly unheard of. But... wasn’t that guy a freak? Possessing multiple faiths, even wielding far more divine-bestowed essence than usual. With such power, regardless of his achievements, no one would suspect him. Yet, does having no suspicion mean ruling out all possibilities? For a moment, Colonel Hayden's expression was one of vexation. Though recognizing the young man's sophistry for what it was, he found himself unable to counter it. Somehow, Lynn seemed to perceive his inner thoughts and shook his head, "Do you think I'm being sophistical?" "If that's the case, bring him here. I'll ask him a few questions myself." He said this with a composed expression, fixing his gaze on the distant blond youth. Yet, inwardly, he couldn't help but feel a sense of inevitability. Finally facing off against the protagonist of the story. For reasons unknown, despite numerous attempts, Lynn found that the system couldn't pull up any information on Sia Asorant. Instead, the cold, doll-like girl standing next to him was another S-ranked narrative character, just like Silina. [Character Name: Tia Euhersty] [Narrative Rank: S] [Narrative Deviation: 0.00%] Recalling what the witch had written to him last night on the parchment, Lynn couldn't help but concoct a plan. Meanwhile, upon hearing Lynn's commanding tone, Sia felt a surge of anger. However, to clear himself from these unfounded accusations, he stepped forward and saluted the two princesses. "Greetings, Your Highnesses." Evester gave him no acknowledgment, fixating on Lynn with a touch of admiration in her crimson eyes. Clearly, each time Lynn stood confidently before a crowd, commanding and poised, it stirred something within her. Silina, however, remained icy, "Sia is my subordinate. Speak any questions you have in front of us." She saw through Lynn’s real intention, attempting to divert the tension and put the focus on her instead. But Silina was certain that Sia couldn't be a demon infiltrator. So she was curious about what absurd claims this guy would come up with. Sensing everyone’s gaze, Lynn tried discreetly to extricate his hand from Evester's grip, knowing it was crucial to maintain his appearance rather than seem entangled with a woman. Unfortunately, Evester rejected his subtle attempt. Lynn maintained his composure, addressing the cold-faced blond youth, "Tell me, which deity do you worship?" Sia furrowed his brow, "I am a follower of the Church of Silence, devoted to the Moon Goddess." Though that was true, he also had other allegiances, including the Church of Providence, the Church of Plenty, and even the Church of War. In short, he was a multi-faith adherent. Yet Lynn didn't bother correcting these details, simply asking nonchalantly, "In that case, can you swear to your god to answer all my forthcoming questions truthfully?" "Why should I..." Sia began to object, but a glance from Silina silenced him. Seeing this, frustration and resignation flickered in his eyes before he spoke coolly, "I swear." Lynn nodded, "Good." "Captain Sia, have we ever had any interactions before today?" "No." "Have I, Lynn Bartleon, or any of my family caused you harm in the past?" "None at all." "So, you have no reason to harbor hatred towards a stranger like me?" At this, Sia, who was still frowning, seemed to grasp something, feeling a chill in his heart. Yet, encouraged by the supportive glances around him, he took a deep breath, "That's correct." Hearing this, Lynn's expression grew even more severe, "In that case, answer me." "Why, from the moment I stepped out of the teleportation matrix until just now, have you looked at me with such hatred and intent to kill?" "Or can you refute publicly that what I’m saying is fabricated?" Evester glanced at the lie-detecting ring on her finger, seemingly waiting for his response. Sia stared intently at Lynn’s calm face, then sneered, "So that's the excuse you're looking for." "For someone you’re seeing for the first time and simply don’t like, are you labeling me a demon infiltrator?" "How ridiculous." With that, he shook his head. Lynn's eyes took on a playful glint, "So, you're admitting that you feel baseless hatred and a desire to kill toward a stranger you’ve just met?" A sliver of frost appeared in Sia’s eyes, "And if I am?" "No particular reason," Lynn replied with an enigmatic smile, "You can feel however you want towards anyone you meet for the first time. That's entirely your freedom." Except, this stranger can't be Lynn. Especially not Lynn, who had been targeted by the demon realm with a kill order and harbored a malevolent curse within his mental landscape. He hadn't asked the witch to remove that curse precisely in anticipation of situations like this. After all, having survived the grasp of two major demons, he would undoubtedly face myriad investigations and interrogations upon his return to the imperial capital. Thus, Lynn had ensured he kept a fallback plan. "I've finished my questions." Lynn lowered his gaze, speaking softly to Evester. Throughout the exchange, her ring hadn’t emitted any red glow. Indicating Sia had spoken only the truth. Evester nodded, then casually instructed her subordinates, "Kill him." Vote for the monthly ballots!!!