Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

"""The only result these oversights led to was that Ivyst once again fell into a deep slumber.

After all, this was the development that aligned with the original main storyline.

And the first time the deviation from the script had decreased was when Ivyst harbored the thought of killing all the substitute punishers.

Had she indeed taken action then, the Imperial Council wouldn't have even needed to use Lynn as a hostage to rightfully hold her accountable and send her to the Helius Mausoleum.

That was the first sign of the plot returning to course.

As for the second time, it was just now.

Councilman Blake publicly announced Ivyst's decision to willingly go to the Helius Mausoleum.

And between these two events, what exactly had he done to prevent the plot deviation from further decreasing?

The answer was simple.

Ultimately, the trip to the Helius Mausoleum was nothing but a difficulty imposed by the Imperial Council.

And from the beginning, they had provided two different options.

First, solve the case within three days.

Second, have Ivyst personally go to the grave.

However, the Princess had excluded the first option to protect him, playing right into the hands of the Imperial Council.

So, the task at hand was actually quite straightforward.

When Lynn came back to his senses, the Princess had vanished from in front of him, seemingly giving him a moment to accept this inevitable reality.

After a moment of silence, Lynn slowly stepped forward, walking out of the headquarters of the substitute punishers.

In one glance, the Great Imperial Princess was quietly speaking to Xiya and others, while Ivyst and Eleanor were eagerly waiting by a carriage across the street, looking forward to Lynn's arrival.

As for Councilman Blake, he was slowly descending the steps with his entourage surrounding him.

At this moment, only Lynn stood alone at the highest step of the headquarters of the substitute punishers, overlooking everyone.

His expression was very composed, as if deep in thought.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

It was the belated Fourth Prince Joshua.

"It's great, everything was resolved perfectly."

His voice sounded very joyful.

As far as he was concerned, everything was developing just as he had hoped.

After all, he and Lynn had always been at odds, and previously he had even used his sister Eleanor as an experimental subject, extracting a lot of blood from her.

Since Ivyst initially belonged to him, having the chance to weaken her now made Joshua naturally glad to see such an event unfold.

Moreover, with Ivyst acting as a scout, he would soon be able to investigate the Helius Mausoleum.

As for her own safety... even though they were siblings, the members of the Royal Family were always lacking in familial warmth.

Thus, just like their father, Joshua viewed Ivyst as nothing more than a tool and had no sentiments of mercy. Explore stories at My Virtual Library Empire

He, like countless nobles of the Imperial Capital, sincerely wished that she would die in the Helius Mausoleum.

So, how could he not feel joy at this moment?

It was ludicrous to have feared this fellow due to Eunice's death beforehand.

After all, he was a distinguished Prince!

Thinking this, Joshua slightly smiled and then walked past Lynn, heading downward the steps.

However, just at that moment, a voice suddenly arose from behind.

"You seem quite pleased?"

Joshua's footsteps halted, and he looked back.

After saying this, Lynn did not continue to focus on Joshua, quickly averting his gaze.

"Councilman Blake, please hold."

Lynn slightly raised his voice.

Instantly, everyone's gaze once again converged on the black-haired youth at the highest step.

Councilman Blake, who was just about to step into the carriage, slightly furrowed his brow upon hearing this, then stopped and looked up.

To be honest.

This feeling of being looked down upon was somewhat displeasing to him.

"Lynn Bartleion, is there something else?"

Councilman Blake said tonelessly.

From a distance, Hillena also cast a puzzled look, halting her conversation with her subordinates.

Only Ivyst was a bit shocked, a bad premonition arising in her heart.

She just thought of crossing the street towards Lynn when she heard him speak first, "The proposal put forth by the Imperial Council, has it been implemented on the contract yet?"

Although it was a commission, it certainly could not just be settled by a couple of verbal mentions.

On one hand, the Imperial Council would not so easily trust Ivyst's promise, while on the other, Ivyst had strong suspicions about these old fellows.

Therefore, a contract with strong binding power was extremely necessary.

And such extraordinary items often required a long preparation time.

Thus, Lynn surmised that the proposal was currently only implemented verbally.

Sure enough.

A moment later, Councilman Blake spoke, "The scheduled time was three days later, but if you are in a hurry, then…"

"No, not in a hurry at all." Just then, the youth looking down from above shook his head, "Rather, there are too many loopholes in it, so, I do not accept this proposal."

"Not accept?" A look of absurdity emerged in Councilman Blake's eyes, "If you do not accept, then you must resolve the limb connector case within three days."

"Once you fail, you will face an unprecedented severe accountability by the Council."

"For a Punisher, once a severe dereliction of duty is committed, the only outcome is the death penalty."

"Fine, I agree,"

Lynn said without hesitation.

Seeing this, Councilman Blake implicitly felt that the development of the situation was about to exceed his initial expectations.

His voice gradually became colder, "You better think it over; the council has given you only three days."

These words were meant to intimidate Lynn, attempting to make him know the difficulty and retreat.

After all, only by having Ivyst go to the Helius Mausoleum to weaken her power was the result everyone hoped to see.

However, from atop the platform, Lynn suddenly burst into laughter, "Why need three days? Councilman Blake, you really underestimate me, don't you?"

"What do you mean?"

Seeing this, Councilman Blake couldn't help but frown deeply.

"What I mean is... this case can be resolved right now."

(ps: Don't worry, the killing will begin soon!)"""