Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!-Chapter 225 - 166: The Confused Holy Maiden (Thanks to the Leader Who Has Two Precious Cats)
Chapter 225: Chapter 166: The Confused Holy Maiden (Thanks to the Leader Who Has Two Precious Cats)
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When Tiya threw herself into Lynn’s arms, her petite body instinctively tensed up.
At this moment, her hands gently pressed against Lynn’s chest, the gap between their bodies nearly zero, and although her bosom was not particularly full, it still gently pressed into a lovely arc against Lynn’s solid chest.
This posture was tantalizingly ambiguous.
With just a slight rise on her toes, she could have leaned up to kiss Lynn on the lips.
She could even feel his breath softly brushing past the tips of her hair.
Incredibly intense.
Then, a pleasant scent wafted over, as if freshly washed clothes had been dried in the sun with a hint of soft herbaceous aroma.
It wasn’t the body fragrance of a woman or the pungent smell of cosmetics ingrained, but a clean, sunlit scent.
This was a far cry from the stale sweatiness associated with men in her stereotypes.
Xiya, as a soldier in the Military Department, spent most of his time at Saint Faros Fortress, and she often accompanied him as the Silent Saintess.
Under such conditions, even drinking water was scarce, let alone water for soldiers to shower with.
Thus, even Tiya often couldn’t bathe for days.
Fortunately, due to the Goddess’s Blessing, her body had a slow metabolism and secreted a fragrant fluid.
But the soldiers were different.
Occasionally walking into their tents, the mixed odor of various staleness and sweat could be overwhelming enough to faint.
Even Xiya, her brother, would sometimes return from long tasks, looking haggard and smelling unpleasant.
This reinforced her stereotype that men were smelly.
However, an old saying goes, practice is the only way to the real knowledge.
Tiya had never practiced, how could she know?
Therefore, this unsavory misunderstanding was comically becoming Tiya’s first real-life experience.
The scent of a man could actually be pleasant.
Tiya discreetly sniffed and suddenly snapped out of it, realizing what she was doing.
Her eyes filled with a hint of coldness and annoyance, and she grasped Lynn’s chest cloth tightly as if to cover up the turmoil in her heart.
I can’t kill him.
After a long silence, Tiya made such a decision.
After all, he had just recently helped her out, preventing Xiya from developing unnecessary misunderstandings.
Although her intention to kill him remained, things had to be judged on their own merits.
Even if passing judgment on mortals, one has to give a reasonable accusation, right?
Currently, Lynn was without fault, and had even inadvertently suffered an injury due to her reflex action.
Moreover, this guy was notably the subordinate of the Third Imperial Princess and was highly valued by her.
He had just fought a brilliant turnaround battle, returning victorious in his prime.
Even the restless nobles wouldn’t dare to provoke her at this time.
Though she was the Silent Saintess, one of the most powerful women in the Church, she still wasn’t a member of the Royal Family.
Besides, considering Ivyst’s power, she couldn’t afford to physically harm this guy now.
With these thoughts, Tiya clenched her teeth and whispered, “Let go of me.”
At this moment, he was embracing her slender waist, the pose akin to a flawless dancing duo as if they were about to dance to music in the next second.
But this did not please Tiya; instead, she felt an overwhelming sense of guilt towards Xiya.
Another man had touched her body.
In such a shameful posture.
Unclean.
Continuous thoughts of such nature clouded Tiya’s mind, her expression darkening.
Fortunately, the next second, the warm hand on her waist gently loosened, and she stepped back half a step, escaping from Lynn’s embrace.
“I’m sorry, I got a bit carried away,” Lynn gently sighed, gazing at the girl before him. “Holding you like this always makes me inadvertently recall past events.”
“That time, you clearly…”
“Shut up.”
Tiya’s Moonlight Scepter suddenly appeared, pressing forcefully against Lynn’s throat.
She should have been indifferent like a doll, but at this moment, she displayed unprecedented human emotions, cold and annoyed, “Keep spouting such baseless lies, and I will kill you.”
Lynn fell silent, his head bowed.
He looked like a despondent abandoned puppy.
That expression again!
Frighteningly, Tiya felt a fleeting hint of guilt.
Because Lynn’s pitiful look was so deceptive, any hard-hearted woman seeing his miserable appearance would feel a surge of motherly affection.
Ivyst was the perfect example.
I can’t stay with this guy any longer.
Otherwise, my heart won’t know what it might become!
At this moment, the mentally cluttered Tiya made the most correct decision.
She had thought that everything tonight would go according to her plan.
But ever since she entered the balcony, everything had deviated from what had been planned.
She couldn’t even have imagined ten minutes prior that she would be in his arms in ten minutes’ time, and yet she ultimately didn’t kill him.
Tiya took a deep breath.
The next second, her body was enveloped by a gradually emerging soft, clear glow, flickering like a candle a few times.
When Lynn raised his head again, the girl had already disappeared from her spot.
In the air, her icy voice faintly drifted, “I swear on the honor of the Silent Saintess… next time we meet, I will surely kill you, Lynn Bartleion.”
A moment later, the balcony had returned to silence, leaving only Lynn, who was still bleeding from his chest.
From the looks of it, tonight’s plan seemed somewhat of a failure.
Even with all his tricky tactics, he had still failed to establish even the most basic friendly relationship with Tiya.
Instead, he had inadvertently increased some misunderstandings and intensified her hostility.
But was that really the case?
After a long silence, Lynn slowly bent down, picking up something from the ground, a slight smile appearing on his lips.
“Say what you want about killing me… In the end, you’re the one with the softest heart.”
While speaking, he lifted the bottle in his hand to his eyes.
Beneath the moonlight, the liquid inside emitted a faint silvery glow, appearing mesmerizingly beautiful.
Moonlight Original Liquid.
Lynn recognized the origin of the liquid in the bottle instantly.
It was a Holy Medicine that only the Silent Church could produce, extremely rare in quantity. Even as a Silent Saintess, Tiya’s share was only a few milliliters.
Yet, its effect was extraordinarily miraculous.
As long as it was not a fatal wound that could cause instant death, or injuries like severed limbs that were hard to reverse, consuming Moonlight Original Liquid would heal all wounds instantly, leaving no scars.
And Lynn had actually not used it for the first time.
Back when he first met Ivyst, that night of playing a cat and mouse game, he had been pierced by the Blood-colored Thorns summoned by Ivyst.
Later, to treat his wounds, the vial she had thrown out was Moonlight Original Liquid.
But the quantity was much larger than in this bottle.
It seemed Tiya was reluctant to owe him any favors.
After all, she was the one at fault here.
She tried to kill him in return for his aid, where was the logic in that?
Thus, Tiya decided to look at the matter dialectically.
However, Lynn didn’t worry about such things.
Currently, he had two choices.
First, to accept Tiya’s awkward kindness and take the medicine, thanking her properly next time.
Second, to keep it and sell it; after all, Moonlight Original Liquid had reached a price of one hundred thousand Gold Coins per bottle in the black market, being the number one life-saving choice for countless nobles.
“…”
Looking at the liquid in the bottle shining with a pale silver light, Lynn’s lips curved into a slight smile.
He chose the third option.
Faithful to his own deep-set character, he would keep this medicine as the first gift he received from Tiya. Then, when they met next time, he would subtly let this information slip.
As for the wound on his chest…
Without any hesitation, Lynn pulled a lower-grade Healing Potion from his pocket and drank it.
Accompanied by the slow movement of the wound, a faint red scar gradually formed.
Rather than the miraculous effect of Moonlight Original Liquid that could restore wounds to their original state, he preferred to let this scar remain.
Because it was clear evidence of everything that had happened that night.
Indelible.
No matter how much Tiya hypnotized herself after returning, as soon as she saw this scar next time, she would involuntarily remember everything that happened tonight.
Lynn was never afraid of a woman hating him.
After all, love and hate are emotions that are extremely easily flipped.
Only when a woman has no impression of you at all, even not stirring a ripple in her heart, is it truly fatal.
As a Tactics expert, it’s essential to leave a strong impression on the person you are targeting.
Regardless of whether that impression is good or bad.
And from the look of things, this first step was perfectly accomplished.
Thinking this, Lynn tidied his clothes a bit, glanced at his blood-soaked chest, and then prepared to leave the place temporarily, using the power of Lie Swallowing to find some unfortunate soul to exchange clothes with.
Given Ivyst’s current cold attitude towards him, she likely wouldn’t ask many questions.
With this thought, he walked slowly away from the balcony, heading downstairs.
He had been away from the banquet for quite some time; it was uncertain whether or not His Highness had already finished talking with Hillena.
And regarding what had happened just now, Lynn had no intention of disclosing it to him.
Or rather, he dared not.
If that woman found out, he’d probably have to face what she called a “sweet punishment.”
As Lynn was lost in these wild thoughts, while passing the third floor, he suddenly sensed a strong smell of blood wafting faintly from the depths of the corridor.
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Extremely pungent.
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