Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Hmm?

Why would I have such thoughts?

In an instant, Lynn suddenly envisioned a strange image in his mind.

Inside the carriage, wild thorns, a mask abruptly removed, and... the angry yet embarrassed countenance of a woman.

The image flashed and disappeared, making Lynn shake his head.

Looking at the soft and seductive female body in his arms, and faintly smelling the scent of roses at the tip of his nose, his heartbeat slightly quickened.

At the same time, a strange feeling mixed with restlessness and sweetness suddenly surged up.

Something's wrong!

Feeling a sudden change in his body, Lynn took in a cold breath.

If the high-cold and indifferent Miss Witch brought a kind of abstinent spiritual seduction,

then the beautiful "sister" before him, whether from her figure, appearance, or temperament, had brought him an incomparable physiological stimulation.

Simply put,

Lynn was getting somewhat proactive.

Do I... want to sleep with her?

How could that be?

The always frank Lynn instantly realized his current situation.

Although it was his first time meeting the legendary Third Imperial Princess, her appearance struck him as extremely familiar.

Because she bore the face of Miss Witch.

However, the actions she was performing at the moment were not only incomprehensible to Lynn but also something he could never imagine Miss Witch doing.

The cool and world-weary Miss Witch would actually fall into his arms with such fervor, allowing him to carry her like a princess?

This...this...

Although he knew it wasn't the same thing, Lynn still found it too thrilling.

A dark little thought instantly surged up in his mind.

As Lynn struggled painfully with his desires, he suddenly felt his neck weighed down, and two icy hands, like little snakes, forcibly wrapped around his neck.

The woman's bright red eyes blazed with intense heat, as if wanting to meld him into her body.

"You naughty dog..." her voice trembled slightly, "Thinking of running away from home? Or escaping from your master's side?"

"What should I do to punish you?"

Despite her words, the pathological emotion in her eyes and the excited tone fully revealed the joy of regaining something lost.

It felt like a dream.

Under her actions, the distance between them was instantly closed.

So close that Lynn could almost feel her sweet and burning breath, as well as her slightly rapid heartbeat.

Something's off!

This woman is off too!

Even though it's their first meeting, why does it feel like she's drugged?!

And what's with this bad dog thing?

Running away from home?

Escaping from the master's side?

Why can't I understand a word she's saying?!

Feeling the woman's hands tightening and her subconsciously licking her lips, Lynn was full of confusion, yet he felt his reason being instantly submerged by impulse.

At that moment, as the woman moved, the bunch of roses Lynn had been holding fell into the cleavage of the woman's chest.

Gazing at the red flowers in his arms, the woman seemed stunned.

Taking advantage of this moment, looking at the incredibly beautiful and delicate fair face of the woman in his arms, Lynn could no longer suppress that lurking dark thought of wanting to defile Miss Witch.

"Although it's our first meeting..." he gazed into her bright red eyes, deciding not to hide his feelings at this moment, "but this bouquet suits you well, I think."

The woman's breathing paused, then grew significantly hotter.

Lynn only felt the jade hands on his neck tighten, as if they were turning into pythons, making him suffocate in this passionately fiery atmosphere.

Although his subconscious seemed to warn him not to say the next few words to the woman in front of him, else things might spiral out of control,

at this moment, with a beauty in his embrace, an impulse surged in Lynn's heart.

An impulse to speak flirtatiously.

He couldn't hold it back.

"Additionally, beautiful lady... I think I've fallen in love with you at first sight."

Crap!

He said it!

This was the future cold and world-weary Miss Witch!

And she was also the high and mighty Third Imperial Princess, Ivyst Laurent Alexini!

If it were at the Pantheon, Lynn would never dare say such flirtatious words.

But now, the white-haired woman's initiative and passion drove him to blurt out those words.

It unprecedentedly satisfied his dark and moist desires.

It really felt... extremely thrilling!!!

...

Inside the Pantheon.

The Doomsday Witch lay on the cold ground, letting her snow-white hair spread out like silk.

She raised her slim, pale fingers, allowing the light to cast various shadows on the wall.

She didn't know how long it had been since Lynn left.

However, for some reason, Miss Witch lost her usual calm and composure in silently reading.

Nor could she figure out what was on her mind.

At some moment, a sudden memory surged into her mind.

As if the time that had stalled tens of thousands of years ago had begun to flow again.

Upon realizing what had happened, Miss Witch's face slightly changed, then became a bit unsettled.

She bit her silver teeth, subconsciously sitting up, her slender fingers tightly clenched together.

For some reason, her chest covered in a black gown began to heave rapidly.

She took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.

The cold expression returned to her face, a trace of inexplicable emotion flickering in her eyes.

At the same time, a faint snort came from her lips.

"You win this time."

...

The moment she saw the somewhat withered rose fall into her arms, Ivyst's chaotic thoughts paused for a moment.

A flower?

Is this... for me?

At this moment, Ivyst suddenly recalled the three demands she had made during the last hypnosis session.

Her first demand was that the first thing she should see upon waking up must be him.

This demand had already been met back in the Soron Mountain Range.

The third demand was to let the world know Ivyst's majesty and to show them just how exceptional her subordinates were.

This too had been flawlessly fulfilled by him.

The last was the second demand, to make up for the missing bunch of roses.

Although she had said it out of frustration at the time to punish him for not buying the bouquet she wanted,

He still remembered her wish.

Not only that, he even uttered words like "love at first sight," nearly causing her to faint.

He was like a little dog sitting in front of her, whimpering and wagging its tail, begging to be petted.

Ivyst's breathing grew hotter.

Lost in her thoughts, she seemed not to notice the oddity in Lynn's words, nor did she ponder the phrase "at first meeting."

A wonderful emotion rose in her.

My dog... is so adorable!!!

In an instant, a strong possessiveness made her want to press Lynn tightly against her chest, greedily kissing his forehead, savoring the scent of the dog on him.

Yet just as this thought arose, Ivyst suddenly felt an overwhelming wave of sleepiness flood her mind.

Her vision darkened slightly as if all her strength had been drained instantaneously, and her head involuntarily rested in Lynn's embrace.

Damn it.

Why at this time?

She tried to bite her tongue to wake herself, but to no avail.

With a tide of sleepiness washing over her, Ivyst slowly closed her eyes, her vivid red eyes dimming slightly.

The hands that had been around Lynn's neck gently slipped down his chest.

Just before she fully succumbed to sleep, she gathered her remaining strength to grab the collar of his shirt, as though afraid he would fly away from her again.

"Hold me like this... don't let go..."

Ivyst murmured this command in a barely audible voice.

...

What's going on?

Watching Ivyst faint from his flirty talk, Lynn was somewhat at a loss.

But remembering her last command before losing consciousness, he could only hold her steadily, afraid to wake her.

With the enhancement from the Burning Flame Giant Dragon's Heart, Lynn's physical condition had greatly improved.

Moreover, Ivyst was very light, making it effortless to hold her.

He just didn't know how long this woman planned to sleep.

Looking at Ivyst's peaceful sleeping face, Lynn thought silently.

Here was the formidable Princess, now quiet and obedient like a little cat nestled in his arms, tranquil and beautiful.

This was yet another facet distinct from the Princess and Miss Witch.

Damn.

Why was this woman unexpectedly sweet?

Just then, the real cat pounced over from a distance.

"Bad guy!!!" Aphia hugged Lynn's neck, tiptoed to rub against his chest, tears rolling down, "Wuu wuu... I thought, I thought you..."

The cat's body was very soft, even in human form.

Seeing this, Lynn shushed her, then gestured towards the white-haired woman in his arms with his eyes.

Aphia paused, then caught on, gently letting go of him and looking down at the Princess in Lynn's arms.

"Your Highness... hasn't slept at all this past month," Aphia said softly, her voice tinged with pity as she wiped her tears. "Perhaps the obsession finally lifted, relaxing her mind, and the fatigue from these days surged all at once."

So that was it.

Lynn had a sudden realization.

He immediately grew curious.

What obsession could have kept her awake for more than a month?

Aphia seemed very eager to snuggle with Lynn, suddenly turned back into a black cat, and with a leap, landed on his shoulder.

She purred, rubbing her head against Lynn's cheek while occasionally making a "meow" sound.

Meanwhile, Glaya and Morris finally rushed over.

Seeing Lynn unharmed and the familiar smile on his face, they both wished they could shout loudly and pop a hundred bottles of champagne to celebrate.

However, realizing the Princess was asleep, the words that were about to be shouted choked back inside.

It looked quite comical.

Holy crap, dude! How did you survive?!

Since they couldn't speak loudly, Glaya used hand signals while his eyes widened in amazement.

"We'll talk about this later."

Lynn suddenly directed his gaze towards Morris and himself.

Clearly, everyone was basking in the joy of Lynn's resurrection.

They were all curious about his experiences over the past month.

But for now, there were still some unwelcome guests yet to leave.

"I'm quite curious too," Felit stepped forward past everyone, slowly approaching Lynn and spoke in a soft voice, "Both about before and everything you caused today."

"Can you clear up a bit of my confusion, Lynn Bartleion?"