Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

He rolled up his sleeves and said, “Your Highness, I must say I’ve been quite aggrieved. You must stand up for me—those Security Bureau goons are really unbearable, not only acting all weird around us but repeatedly obstructing our work. And those refugees aren’t any better. The moment I arrived, they surrounded me, threatening to kill me with a single hammer strike. But who am I? I am your subordinate, representing you and the Empire. Naturally, I couldn’t just submit because of threats to my life. So I stood up right there and told them…”

While Lynn rambled on, a flicker of red light passed over the ring on Ivyst’s fingertip.

She looked down and frowned slightly.

The ring was an ancient curse, capable of discerning the truth or falsity of someone’s words in a short time.

She had worn it during her meeting with the clergy from the Heavenly Principle Church but had forgotten to take it off.

Now, to her surprise, she found Lynn was lying.

Ivyst was suddenly a bit taken aback.

Had she been too kind just now, letting this guy take advantage and overstep?

The atmosphere suddenly became a bit colder.

Seeing this, Lynn gave an awkward smile and stopped beating around the bush.

He scratched his head, “Actually, it was just the same old tactics—dividing a group, allying with another, using threats or inducements, and then killing the leader of those causing the trouble. The rest of the disorganized group would collapse at the slightest touch.”

But as simple as it sounds, it was extremely difficult in practice.

People have their own thoughts, and each person’s situation and perspective on issues are entirely different; they can’t be expected to change their beliefs because of a few words.

Lynn’s ability to handle those guys owed a lot to the Lie Swallowing.

Ivyst looked at the young man with black hair and blue eyes before her, and for a moment, she was silent.

He was only 17 years old.

If he grew up for a few more years, what would he become?

Perhaps, the foolish nobles of the Imperial Capital should regret having provoked someone so formidable.

Ivyst even vaguely felt that even without her help, Lynn might one day succeed in his revenge.

Fortunately, the current relationship based on hypnosis connected the two, preventing him from running away.

However, she didn’t quite like the methods of coercion and intimidation.

Ivyst hoped that one day, he would choose to stay by her side of his own accord.

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Thinking this way, she uncharacteristically showed a slight smile.

“You’ve done very well with this,” Ivyst placed the contract on the desk, leaning against the windowsill, “So, I want to reward you.”

“Lynn, if you have any wishes you want fulfilled, you can tell me now. I will satisfy whatever it is.”

With her arms crossed and bathed in moonlight, she looked unspeakably pure and beautiful.

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