Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

"He's insane!"

As Lynn's words echoed in the Council Hall, the same thought spontaneously arose in everyone's hearts.

Given the current circumstances, they certainly didn't think Lynn was trying to woo the public with sensationalism.

But this only deepened their confusion.

If he weren't insane, why would he make such accusations?

He hadn't even accused any specific person, but was addressing everyone present.

Indeed, he was trying to singlehandedly accuse the entire Heavenly Principle Church!

Had he gone mad... No, perhaps he truly was, daring to commit the murder of the Mosgla family heir in front of everyone.

At this moment, Marquis Mosgla, his eyes blood-red, glared at Lynn, "Don't listen to his nonsense, seize this violent criminal immediately!"

"Does Your Majesty really want to disregard the laws of the Empire?!"

Now, this elder, having lost two descendants in succession, seemed somewhat deranged.

Saint Laurent VI imperceptibly furrowed his brows.

Although he generally had a poor impression of this arrogant family, he still needed to rely on the Empire's Valkyrie, who was invincible on the battlefield against the Demon Clan; it was best to avoid slaughtering the donkey when the grinding was done.

Moreover, due to the elector system and the division of lands among the nobility, Saint Laurent VI had very low control over the Military Department.

So now, he couldn't afford to lose the Mosgla family, this unsteady pillar of mud.

With this thought, the scales of balance were tipped.

He slowly looked towards the Silver Wing Knights, deciding to intervene himself to suppress Ivyst for a moment, then let them execute the madman on the spot.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Who knew that the next second, the young man would dash to the previously mentioned spherical Sealed Object with lightning speed, touching it again before anyone could react.

Colored memory particles floated up again.

What was he trying to do?

All hearts were filled with doubt.

Only those behind Ivyst from Augusta Manor, including Glaya, Morris, and even Rhein, showed a hint of excitement in their eyes.

They knew well that Lynn didn't need to take such risks.

Yet, he did.

What for?

To seek justice for those innocently killed in that disaster—the manor's trusted aides, as well as soldiers under Duke Tierus.
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They shouldn't have died in such a wretched place.

If they were to die, they should've died honorably in battle, not by a stab in the back from their own allies.

As the colored mist spread, a new scene appeared before everyone.

High upon the dais, Cardinal Connor imperceptibly furrowed his brows.

The next second, he slowly turned to Hillena in the distance, "Your Highness, for the fairness of this judgment, I ask for your assistance."

It was well-known that the Great Imperial Princess possessed a powerful Level 0 Sealed Object.

At these words, Hillena nodded slightly, then lifted her wrist, revealing the rusty Brass Round Bell tied there.

"Ding-dong—"

With a gentle flick of her slender fingers, invisible sound waves transformed into law descended.

"No falsehoods allowed!"

In an instant, several ladies in the venue gasped softly, instinctively covering their faces.

Clearly, these beauty-loving individuals had used Extraordinary Items to conceal facial flaws, which were now restricted.

Hillena gave them an apologetic look, then watched unblinkingly the scene materializing before the young man.

The prohibition of falsehoods meant that the memories he was displaying were completely true.

Immersed in his mental world, Lynn was unaware of what was happening outside.

Even if he knew, he would likely laugh it off unconcernedly.

Not to mention with the Witch's methods, if she really wanted to forge his memories, no one in this world could detect any ploy.

Most importantly, the memories he was displaying were actually true.

In the scene, a majestic mountain range extended to the ends of the earth and sky.

At this moment, it was enclosed by the colorful barriers constructed by the Sealed Objects from various churches, preventing any pollution or power from leaking out.

The moment all present witnessed the surge of vast black mud, their hearts seemed to stop beating.

Even though it was just a memory, it still carried remnants of god-level power, making one's flesh crawl.

It was hard to imagine the horrible mental pressure faced by those confronting the might of the Demon.

It's likely that many in the Council Hall, if they were to immerse themselves for just a few seconds, would be terrified to incontinence.

For a moment, everyone's hearts grew heavy.

At the same time, they were quite puzzled.

Why did Lynn do this?

And what did this have to do with his accusation against the Heavenly Principle Church?

The next second, the scene emerging in the projected image provided the answer.

As the black mud surged like oceans everywhere within the Soron Mountain Range, upon receiving an order from Duke Tierus, thousands of soldiers began their retreat.

The current situation was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

No one could have guessed that what the Creationist School buried in the underground relics was a genuine Level 0 Sealed Object, and that it even harbored a Demon!

This was a domain they couldn't even touch.

Staying here would only hinder Princess, serving no other purpose.

So it was better to retreat and preserve their fighting force.

This was their collective consensus.

However, when these surviving soldiers and manor guards finally made it to the edge of the Soron Mountain Range, the scene they encountered plunged them into unprecedented despair.

Due to earlier chaos, a small part of Augusta Manor's Transcendents couldn't withstand the pressure and were the first to flee the scene.

Yet they didn't leave the Soron Mountain Range alive, but were executed and hanged from trees.

As if warning those before them not to even think about escaping.

Moments later, a group of Transcendents clad in black Church robes appeared before the crowd.

Their chests bore the emblem of star trajectories, symbolizing their identity as Transcendents of the Heavenly Principle Church.

The next second, accompanied by the slow emergence of a faint purple Divine-given factor glow, the acting bishop initiated Star Body Gravity, suppressing everyone present onto the ground.

"Heavenly Principle Church! How dare you..."

"Why kill people?! We are not Polluters!!!"

"Damn it, are you trying to let us all perish in the mountains?!"

At that moment, everyone trapped in the mountain range was furiously agitated.

However, the people from the Heavenly Principle Church were completely unmoved.

Even after recognizing some of them as Lynn's colleagues, they displayed a solemn demeanor.

"Though we are sorry, this is an order."

"Please, within this Soron Mountain Range, defend the Empire's glory and resist until death!"

The chilling words from his mouth, along with the powerful barrier above the mountains, instantly extinguished the last glimmer of hope in everyone present.

As they dodged the pursuit of the black mud, they started to scream in despair.

They had thought it was just an ordinary and common mission.

But unexpectedly,

Just one wrong choice had plunged everyone into a hopeless situation.

Why?

Why must we die?

This was the thought emerging in the minds of most of those who were still alive.

Yes, why indeed?

As the scene in the Council Hall slowly faded, provoking a dazed expression, the Princes and many nobles present subconsciously had such a thought.

But soon, they dismissed this absurd notion from their minds.

At their age, everyone had long moved past judging things merely on a moral basis.

Still, Lynn's sudden accusation and the scenes displayed had indeed shocked them.

For a time, their expressions varied as they looked towards Cardinal Connor of the Heavenly Principle Church, seemingly trying to detect any emotional fluctuations on his face.

However, he just frowned slightly, appearing unable to believe the scene before him.

Lynn noticed the expression on his face too.

Good acting.

Unfortunately... he had met me.

Sensing the silent atmosphere around him, a slight smirk appeared on Lynn's face.

"The Demon from the Wish Jar has just awakened and desperately needs human and Transcendent blood to regain strength. As a bishop of the Heavenly Principle Church, do you not understand even this?"

"Or, as he said, is all this just an order from some entity?"

"Because that entity wants to see a powerful and dangerous Demon descend into this world, is that why this order was issued?"

Lynn's words mercilessly exposed the dark possibilities hidden beneath.

While it was merely his conjecture, it sounded somewhat plausible.

Unfortunately, the waters here were too deep, and no one present dared to chime in.

They even feared breathing too loudly lest they attract the attention of those few individuals.

However, it seemed that after this night, everything that happened in the Council Hall would inevitably spread throughout Glostit, and even across the entire Empire.

Seeing everyone silent, Lynn didn't mind.

He looked around and then spoke loudly, "As we all know, only the main district of Glostit or the great Emperor Himself can issue direct orders to bishops in charge of sub-districts."

"So, let's guess, who issued this order?"

"Do you have any thoughts, Mr. Connor?"

Saying this, Lynn unabashedly looked towards Connor Gregory on the stage.

There were only two answers to this question.

The first, that Cardinal Connor himself had issued the order.

Sending an elector into danger and using the lives of Empire soldiers as bargaining chips in handling a Sealed Object riot would constitute severe misconduct and overstepping of authority.

And the second... was frightening to contemplate.

At this moment, Cardinal Connor seemed like he was being roasted on a fire.

He was silent, staring wordlessly at the young man before him.

Seeing this, Lynn laughed, "Or perhaps, you intend to shift the blame to the great Emperor, telling those around us that it was actually he who issued this order?"

"Was it he who, to strengthen the Demon Clan's power, did not hesitate to sacrifice his own army and people as a birth offering for the Demon?!"

At Lynn's words, everyone present felt their hearts race and simultaneously bowed their heads, pretending not to have heard.

Only Saint Laurent VI, wearing a crown on the high platform, cast a profound gaze their way.

In fact, a few people present knew very well that the order had indeed been issued by Saint Laurent VI.

Although there were various reasons, no one dared to speak out.

Since no one dared, and since all those who died in that event were considered sacrifices, then I have something to say.

Did you hear that you want to favor that old beast from the Mosgla family?

At this moment, I place you and this untouchable topic as chips on the scale, then what should happen next?

Feeling the oppressive gaze of the Emperor, Lynn unflinchingly met his eyes.

If you want to dig deep, why not expose everyone's shameful affairs to the light?

After all, the worst outcome for me is but death.

This was his undeniable stratagem.

The night was far too long.

And now, it was time for this fraught and intricate drama to reach its conclusion.