Chapter 299: Chapter 199: Restoring mory
When Lynn opened his eyes again, he found himself in a sowhat familiar corridor.
What’s going on?
Recalling what he had just done, he felt baffled.
Due to unhealed injuries, his body was immobilized, so he took advantage of Tiya’s absence to communicate with the Eternal Chosen’s Curse Mark, attempting to visit the Pantheon and et with Miss Witch after a long absence.
Apart from the Ascension Trial, he had many questions for her.
For instance, the follow-up to the Bright Moon Goddess’s descent to the Pantheon.
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And also, the truth related to his Sealing mories.
According to information from Ivyst, it seed that so of his mories didn’t match up with reality.
Although he didn’t want to doubt his favorite Miss Witch, Lynn decided to openly discuss it.
Being special to each other, he didn’t want any concealnt.
That’s why Lynn had taken the initiative to seek her out while things were still unresolved.
But the scene before him made him utterly stunned.
Not the impressively grand Pantheon he rembered, but instead a long corridor carpeted, feeling both familiar and strange.
Wait.
Was this… the corridor in Augusta Manor?
Lynn suddenly recalled that this was the path he always took when heading to the Princess’ study.
Although he hadn’t stayed long at the manor, that mory was very significant to Lynn and hard to forget.
But why?
Just a mont ago, he was at an outskirt rcenary hotel in Glostiting Lower District, how did he instantly return to Orn City?
Lynn instinctively looked outside the window, only to see darkness.
At the sa ti, there seed to be a faint call coming from a nearby room.
What was Miss Witch up to?
Lynn was utterly confused, but without giving it much thought, he briskly walked towards the location of the Princess’ study room that he rembered.
“Cre-aak—”
With the door slowly being pushed open, he walked in silently.
Then, an unexpected scene appeared before his eyes.
There stood a woman with frosty deanor and white hair in the study, dressed in a gown as light as tulle, barely concealing her tempting curves and intimate parts, giving a barely there impression that agitated his heart.
Her face was covered with a familiar black mask, quietly standing by the window.
Was that… Miss Witch?
No sooner had this thought erged than the woman lifted her delicate white wrist and slowly removed the mask from her face.
At the sa ti, a sinister black Curse Mark on her cheek caught his eye.
Lynn was frozen in his place.
White hair had always been the most notable feature of Miss Witch.
But the woman before him not only had this characteristic but also the markings on the Princess’ face.
It was as though the distinctly separate identities rged at this very mont.
Of course, this was just his illusion.
After all, both won were the sa person, and as long as ti didn’t cease, the Princess would soday beco Miss Witch… right?
Complex thoughts erged in Lynn’s mind.
At the sa ti, as he t eyes with this familiar yet strange woman, a wave of dizziness swept through his mind.
This scene unexpectedly brought forth a bizarre sense of familiarity.
As if he had seen it sowhere before.
From the white-haired woman’s eyes, he sensed a trace of profound sadness and lancholy.
At the sa ti, she gently parted her lips, and her ethereal, soft voice echoed in his ears.
“In my fourth year…”
The woman, barefoot with glistening toes, gracefully approached Lynn.
While recounting her bleak and dark past, she slowly removed her clothes, revealing her beautiful body before his eyes.
Accompanied by a familiar delicate fragrance assaulting his senses, Lynn felt the woman’s soft and burning body lightly pressing against him.
He instinctively embraced the white-haired woman.
Simultaneously, a sense of unprecedented disharmony erged, subtly accompanied by a slight pain surging in his mind.
Right.
He seed to have seen this scene sowhere before.
It was a scene he absolutely shouldn’t forget.
But why…
Feeling the woman’s warm breath, similar to the scent of orchids and musk deer, and her tempting, closely reached lips, a sudden urge to kiss her welled up inside him.
But the woman before him… was his revered and admired Miss Witch!
In an instant, the pain in his brain intensified.
Simultaneously, countless fragnts of mory as if breaking free from their cage, surged into his mind.
Dungeon interrogation, feigned hypnosis, thorny collar, obedient doggie, Holy Relic, silk stockings, rewards, dating, confessions, crying, saving…
Various forgotten pasts surfaced in his mind.
Lynn felt an unprecedented ntal shock as if his whole worldview crumbled all at once. Everything went black, and he passed out.
anwhile, the white-haired woman, sensing the anomaly, stretched her arms to embrace his limp body.
At the sa ti, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes.
She could feel that just a mont ago, her beloved follower was about to bow down and ask for a kiss from her.
Yet ultimately, he didn’t take that final step.
While holding Lynn, who had fainted from the sudden revival of his mories, the white-haired woman gently waved her hand.
The inky curse mark on her face quietly dissipated, and her naked body was once again covered by a tattered black gauze dress.
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