Chapter 141 There is a cow! There is a cow! - Stop Hypnotizing Me, Villainous Princess!

"Your Highness, we could part ways here." Watching as Silina hurriedly left, Lin En looked down at Evester's hand tightly holding his and spoke softly. "No way," Evester frowned, insistently. "You must join us at the victory banquet. After all, this glory should be yours." "With me by your side, no one will dare to criticize you." After the chaos of the Level 0 sealed item incident where Lin En was presumed missing, those who knew the truth in the imperial city collectively erased his contributions, as if determined to sever the Bartleyon family's chance of revival. They all assumed he was dead, thus excluding him from this celebratory event. It was grossly unfair. Yet, Lin En sighed helplessly. Being dragged to that banquet would mean Evester might publicly proclaim him as "her prince consort," putting him squarely in the spotlight. Moreover, Lin En had more urgent matters to address. He had been away from the capital for over a year. During that time, the Bartleyon family faced numerous upheavals—his elder brother fell in battle, his sister-in-law disappeared, leaving only his sister Eleanor to bear the burden amidst dire circumstances. He needed to return, to show those thoughtless people that the last man of the Bartleyon family was still alive. "Your Highness, this was our plan all along," he knelt, meeting Evester's gaze. "Focus on enjoying the banquet. I have my own matters to attend to." "Then leave these people with you," Evester patted his head. "If anything happens, have them inform me." "As you command." Watching their retreating figures, Lin En remained silent. Perhaps they weren't parting for long. It might not be long until they met again, but who knew how chaotic things would become by then? "Sia, are you alright?" Tia, enduring the rejection and dizziness coursing through her body, gently supported Sia. At that moment, the blond boy's hands were bloodied, the skin pierced by his clenched fists. Defeat and shame overwhelmed Sia, filling him with rage. "I'm fine. Thank you earlier, Tia." After a moment, he took a deep breath and forced a smile to ease Tia's anxiety. Seeing this, the elven girl sighed in relief, gently releasing him. "Sorry." Her face was pale, her body slightly swaying, clearly the manifestation of her physical condition. Yet Sia didn't notice, his gaze dark as he watched Evester and others pass by. That boy. The one who previously stood by the Third Princess, the black-haired, blue-eyed young man, had moved to the end of the line. A moment later, he halted before Sia. Sia remained kneeling, still recovering from the power disruption caused by Evester. Seeing Lin En pause and inexplicably crouch down, extending his hand as if to reconcile with him, a flash of humiliation crossed Sia's eyes. "Get lost, I don't need—" Before he could finish, Lin En's hand diverted towards Tia beside him. Seeing Lin En's slight smile, unease and irritation surged in Sia's chest. What was he trying to do? On the other side, Tia frowned as the unfamiliar young man reached out to her, recalling his earlier mistreatment of Sia. She said nothing, but the sudden appearance of her moonlit staff and her poised readiness implied her response to Lin En's gesture. Back off! Though Tia didn't speak, her puppet-like, emotionless eyes conveyed this sentiment. Noticing this, a glint of joy flickered in Lin En's cerulean eyes, as if something lost had been recovered. "Apologies if I startled you," his sincerity was palpable. "I merely wanted to say long time no see, Veia." Veia? Who was that? Sia sneered internally, seeing the one who had framed him as a pitiful clown. To approach without even knowing the girl's name? Such behavior was bound to embarrass him. With Tia's nature, how could she possibly favor another male besides him? Thinking this, Sia stood, ready to support Tia. Unexpectedly, as he turned, he noticed the moonlit glow of Tia’s staff had vanished. She knelt there dazed, emerald eyes filled with disbelief. "How do you know that name?" Feeling Tia's wary gaze, Lin En sighed internally. To recount, last night, after departing from Evester, the mysterious witch had inexplicably reached out to him through parchment. Although her voice retained its usual cool and noble demeanor, Lin En detected something unusual. It seemed as though she had become suddenly eager to break the seal. Previously, she'd never rushed him on such matters, but now she had unprecedentedly urged him to alter at least one person's fate within a week. The individual in question was the future Second Generation Moon Goddess, none other than the elven girl kneeling before him, Tia Juesti. She corresponded to the order chain on the witch's right wrist. To Lin En, the present moment appeared to be an excellent opportunity. Due to the deviation in Evester's storyline reaching 12.07%, such a high level naturally caused significant shifts in the original plot. For instance, Sia, whose grand return narrative should have unfolded in the imperial capital of Glostine, experienced a setback immediately after crossing the teleport matrix. This was because Evester, who should have been in slumber, had prematurely stepped onto the imperial stage, leaving Sia and others unequipped to advance. The vast disparity in strength left the original protagonist humiliated. The book never mentioned such events. Thus, the current scenario of weak foes and strong allies was an ideal chance for Lin En to meet the witch's trial. What is most intolerable for a typical overpowered protagonist in a fantasy narrative? Of course, it's when the woman who should belong to him moves towards an unexpected development with an opposing man. "Answer my question!" Tia finally snapped out of her confusion, her expression icy as she raised her staff and interrogated him. Under her gaze, the young man's blue eyes reflected a hint of shock and despair. "Veia, do you truly not remember me?" "I have never seen you before." Tia's expression was impassive, as distant as the horizon. Apologies. Though you and I have indeed never met, to help the witch with her grievances against the hero and to increase the deviation degree to free her from her chains, I will momentarily wrong you. With this in mind, Lin En again looked at the young elven girl before him. His gaze was now tinged with sorrow. "Your true name is Veia, given by your sister Viola as you left your clan in accordance with ancient prophecy, as the saintess of the contemporary Elf Royal Court." "You grew up among the branches of the World Tree, often sneaking to play in the Elven Spring, only to be caught and scolded by your sister." "As a devotee of the Moon Goddess, your aesthetics lean towards lushness, preferring emerald green dresses, rarely wearing makeup, but you love bathing with flower petals for the scent." "You have a fondness for sweets, especially freshly baked financiers; you like wearing white stockings and painting your toenails light cherry pink, and—" "I know everything about your life." Lin En recited meticulously. With every word, Sia's expression grew darker. These were things he knew nothing about. It must be lies, right? Thinking this, he glanced at his companion and found Tia's face inexplicably pale. "You stalked me?" Tia's expression was icy, her grip on her staff tight. Seeing her reaction, Sia's heart clenched instantly! This...it's all true?! How could it be?! In an instant, Sia's mind was a chaotic mess. Realizing this, Tia seemed anxious. "Sia, don’t believe this guy's nonsense, I really haven’t met him before!" She finally panicked, her normally puppet-like face showing rare traces of flustered emotion. Upon hearing this, Sia took a deep breath and forced a smile, "Of course, I wouldn't believe him." Tia relaxed, then directed an extremely cold gaze at Lin En. "What are you after?" "After?" Lin En gently shook his head. "I just hope you'll remember me." Seeing the lack of deviation in the narrative, Lin En knew he needed a stronger move. "If you don't believe me, then I'll share something perhaps only someone close would know." Lin En's gaze fell solemnly on her. Seeing his expression, Tia inexplicably felt a premonition of trouble. "You have a tiny mole on your left hip and underarm." Sia was about to scold Lin En for spouting nonsense, but his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the elven girl beside him. She knelt there, face pale, utterly stunned! Seeing her like this, Sia paused for a few seconds, and then his mind exploded with a loud "boom." Meanwhile, a long-awaited system notification finally sounded in Lin En's ear. "[S-Class Scenario Character 'Tia Juesti' storyline deviation increased to 0.50%.]" Please vote for me!!!