Chapter 425: Chapter 250: Public Trial of the Whole City (15,000 Words)
The underlying tone of the voice sounded very cold, yet at this mont, it seed to contain unprecedented deep affection and attachnt, intensely hot enough to lt a person.
“Your Highness!!!”
In the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes, awakening in reality.
At the sa ti, unbearable severe pain instantly flooded his whole body, causing him to let out a muffled groan.
It’s worth noting that Lynn’s willpower is exceptionally strong; even the Torture Chair had never made him yield, but now, driven by the aftereffects, he beca sowhat frantic.
Compared to pure physical pain, the sense of exhaustion from the soul was the truly torturous part.
“Ha, ha, ha—”
His lungs emitted a bellows-like sound, resembling an elderly person on the brink of death, even feeling as if he was one, a strong discomfort and chaos leaving him unable to move, lying motionless on the bed like a vegetative state.
All the signs on his body indicated that his current condition was dire to the extre.
However, fortunately, Lynn managed to save a little life.
He should have felt relieved, but recalling the mont when his soul was nearly obliterated, and Ivyst’s whisper echoed in his ears, for so reason, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Was it an auditory hallucination?
No.
Forcing himself through the feeling of a splitting headache, Lynn, from the retained ‘third-person perspective’ in those mory torrents, saw all the recent events occurring around him.
Although he did not know why he possessed these mories during his coma, he couldn’t afford to ponder now, instead digesting the content of these mories while trying to regain control over his body amidst the intense pain and void.
After the battle at the Divine Moon Gap, due to using the power of the ‘Prisoner of Destiny’ beyond the limit, he suffered a deadly backlash from the Law of Cause and Effect.
Of course, this was a choice he had no option but to make to save Tiya who was about to be possessed by Beatrice.
Originally thought there was at least a seventy percent chance of dying, unexpectedly, he did indeed save a small life.
No.
Actually, it was not unexpected, it’s just that Lynn was unwilling to think about it.
But now, those vivid mories incessantly pierced his heart with cruel reality.
The reason is straightforward.
That woman had long said that only she can decide his life and death in this world.
If she did not agree, even a god could not take him away from her side.
However, to achieve this, what kind of price did she, who is now only at the Demigod Rank, pay?
After a long ti, Lynn finally regained control of his body, his fingers moved slightly first, then he arduously moved his hand to support himself up.
Now Lynn’s physique had long been shattered like ceramic, his entire body wrapped in bandages, faintly oozing blood.
But he paid no attention to it, instead focusing on the woman beside him.
Ivyst Laurent Alexini, the Third Imperial Princess of the Saint Laurent Empire, who had always called herself his master.
Clearly, in his impression, she was so arrogant, malicious, and proud, but at the mont, lying on the bed with closed eyes, hands on her chest, her absolutely beautiful and exquisite little face was bloodless, and her black long hair cascaded like a waterfall behind her, serene and tranquil like Sleeping Beauty.
Looking at her furrowed brow, clearly having fallen asleep, yet still gripping his hem like a little girl who had lost a precious toy, unwilling to let go.
Lynn fell into a long silence.
It’s ti to face reality.
The truth is, to save “himself who was about to die from saving Tiya”, the Princess used forbidden secret technique, linking the two together, sharing each other’s life.
The price is perhaps to fall into slumber briefly or indefinitely.
Although Tiya was saved, things ultimately went in the direction he least wanted to witness.
At this mont, Lynn had no ti to worry about the deviation of the Princess’s storyline.
Going in circles, after all the turns, the World Will had still achieved its desired outco.
All along, whether it was the ill-fated relationship with Ivyst, or the interactions with Miss Witch, Lynn observed all these matters from the perspective of a transmigrator.
Throughout this process, he encountered countless difficulties, needing to exert every effort to resolve each crisis.
From the Soron Mountain Range to the Divine Moon Gap, all were the sa.
No matter what price was paid, the final result was good.
Yet this ti, the plan exceeded Lynn’s expectations.
People around him were hard due to his own impulsiveness.
“…”
For so reason, Lynn took a deep breath.
Perhaps it was his pride, or maybe it was so undefined emotion towards Ivyst deep in his heart, as a man Lynn felt he must do sothing at this mont.
He knew clearly what Ivyst chose for himself.
To protect him, Ivyst openly defied the orders of Saint Laurent VI, consequently marking Ivyst and her followers as traitors.
At this point, the army dispatched by Saint Laurent VI had already surrounded the estate, and it had reached the most critical mont.
Lynn knew clearly, it all started because of him.
Though his body could barely move at the mont, it was not the ti to contemplate such matters.
He made a decision.
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