"Your Highness, you should know that Lynn and that egomaniac have a very tense relationship," how could you still arrange for the two of them to be together?"
Inside the study, Aphia, transford into a black cat, lay in front of Ivyst’s desk, curiously asking.
In fact, during the al just now, she felt several tis that Lynn wanted to greet her.
But rembering the unpleasantness between them before, Aphia was very angry, so she ignored him.
However, after breakfast, she ran to Ivyst and voiced the doubts in her heart.
While reviewing docunts, Ivyst casually asked, "Do you think I am favoring Rhein?"
"Isn’t that so?"
Aphia was sowhat doubtful, sticking out her tongue to lick her smooth fur.
"You’re overthinking," Ivyst shook her head. "What you should be worried about is not his safety, but how badly Rhein is going to be sorted out later."
She had made these arrangents from the beginning, not for Rhein.
It was rely to let Lynn properly vent.
After all, he had been beaten badly by Rhein that night, and combined with his deanor at the dinner table, he was likely still upset.
Therefore, Ivyst gave this chance to vent to Lynn as a bit of compensation.
As for the task she had just assigned to Glaya, it was another diversion.
She rely wanted to see how Lynn would solve the resettlent issue of these over three hundred civilians.
But in order not to let her many subordinates notice how much she valued him, she indirectly handed the matter to Glaya.
Thinking this, Ivyst reached out and gently scratched Aphia’s chin.
The little black cat couldn’t help but squint and purr happily.
...
After leaving the dining hall, guided by Rhein, Lynn entered the underground passage again.
Compared to the entire underground facility, the prison area was just a small part.
Walking through the interconnected underground passageways, the view soon opened up.
Since it was dayti, there weren’t many people stationed in the underground facility.
Even so, he and Rhein were still thoroughly checked, searched from head to toe.
They even used a lantern that could nullify transformation effects in case soone was impersonating them.
Lynn looked up and saw before him a deep corridor that seed to lead nowhere.
The corridor was quite narrow and noises ca from it intermittently.
These sounds were very strange.
Sotis it was like soone scraping a door with fingernails, other tis it sounded like the "gurgle gurgle" of slis, and occasionally even the deep growls of non-human creatures were heard.
Plus, with the lack of bright light sources, the atmosphere around was particularly eerie.
Just staying here was enough to drastically reduce one’s sanity.
Therefore, the guards stationed here were rotated regularly and required daily ntal health assessnts.
This was to ensure that they were not contaminated by those weird curse powers.
In the past, the entire manor, even the whole of Orn City, was helpless against these terribly extre things.
Fortunately, with the power of the Princess, they gradually figured out how to contain these things.
Simply put, items that could be completely used by humans and that were harmless or only minimally harmful were usually called Extraordinary Items.
As for those extrely dangerous items that could cause casualties or even disasters if not handled carefully, they were known as Ancient Curses.
Most Extraordinary Items were made by humans.
From small items like the Frozen Bullet and Magic Stone to large ones like the steam train and the ironclad warship, all were included.
The origins of the Ancient Curses were mysterious, with so even possessing their own consciousness.
However, as long as one grasped the pattern and paid a certain price within expectations, Ancient Curses often provided unimaginable assistance to the user.
Feeling the gloomy and dark environnt around him, Lynn remained silent.
Clearly, he was of the tougher sort internally.
Despite being a man who had managed to survive the ntal pollution before the system for a whole half month without collapsing, his willpower was evident.
Although the two of them had been silent along the way, Rhein finally spoke up when they arrived.
"Go straight, turn left; the armory is in the room at the end of the road. You can pick sothing for self-defense. If it’s a firearm, you can also take so Extraordinary Bullets for backup."
Seeing his benevolent deanor, Lynn showed a grateful expression.
"Thank you, gay master," he said, emotionally. "I didn’t expect you to be so warm-hearted. How about this, from now on, I won’t call you gay in front of others, unless you want to call you gay, I’d still call you that, but personally, I hope..."
"Shut up!"
As soon as he ntioned that word, Rhein looked as if he had swallowed a dead fly, extrely discomforted.
He gave Lynn a cold sidelong glance and then left without turning back.
Watching his frustrated departure, Lynn thought deeply.
Lynn could guess why Ivyst had this guy bring him to the cellar, so he did not refuse.
For soone like Rhein, if one didn’t completely break his spine, he would only co to bother Lynn more often.
Moreover, in his view, the other party was just a jumping jack.
So even though Lynn knew this guy had ill intentions, he still followed.
Because he didn’t take it to heart.
There’s no one in this world who can make , Lynn, lose face!
Except for that slly woman, of course.
Lynn thought to himself.
The next second, following Rhein’s instructions, he proceeded deeper into the corridor.
...
Sure enough, this guy was too conceited.
Watching Lynn’s forward steps and the fearless curiosity on his face, Rhein smirked.
At this mont, he was staying in a small resting room, with an antique mirror placed on the table in front of him.
But this was no ordinary mirror.
Right in the middle, particles like smoke were gathering, displaying the specific situation in the cellar on the mirror surface.
Seeing Lynn enter the room without any suspicion, Rhein’s tension completely relaxed.
Clearly, he had followed his instructions to that room.
"You have a really disgusting laugh."
Suddenly, a scoff echoed in the room.
Rhein instinctively looked up and saw a petite figure appearing across the table at so point.
She was wearing a sowhat loose white coat, her signature brown hair ssy.
"Milani? Why are you here?"
Rhein frowned, slightly annoyed.
"I just ran into Miss Milani on the way here, so I invited her to join us,"
From the darkness, the shadowy figure of Morris slowly erged from the wall.
Beside him, Milani yawned casually, "This kid is my precious experint; don’t you break him."
Rhein snorted, "Are you here to hinder ?"
"No, I’m here to spectate," Morris glanced at him, "I just feel like sothing fun is going to happen, so I ca."
Milani was noncommittal, "I’m here to confirm whether this child has the ability to stay by Her Highness and assist her."
"Humph, then get out of the way and don’t disturb !"
Rhein waved his hand impatiently.
Then, he turned his attention back to the mirror.
Watching Lynn standing in the room, looking clueless, he couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction.
The show was about to begin!
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