Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess! Chapter 87 - 85 I want you to use every means to please me

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At dusk.

Staring at the yellowed parchnt on the desk in his room, Lynn’s expression was grave.

After he left from Ivyst’s side, he had gone straight back to his room and dug out this object.

Although the Witch Miss had stuffed the parchnt into his hands last ti he left the Pantheon, he realized upon reflection that she hadn’t told him the exact thod of use.

It should just involve writing on it, right?

Thinking so, Lynn picked up the fountain pen, pondered for a mont, and began to write.

"Dear Miss Witch, regarding the two trials you arranged last ti, I have completed one of them, not only successfully breaking the faith of the Heavenly Principle Church in Orn City but also killing a bishop, and even consigning the entire church to the flas."

"Of course, I ntion these not because I believe I have done sothing remarkable, nor to seek praise from you, and certainly not to obtain any reward from you. After all, this is sothing I, as a believer, should do, and you need not take it to heart."

"Mainly, I wish to inquire whether the temporal inertia I have caused this ti has successfully affected the future? Has that scar on your arm disappeared accordingly?"

"I hope you can enlighten ."

Having written this far, Lynn stopped his pen.

Looking at the parchnt, which showed no reaction, a hint of doubt arose in his heart.

Could it be that it had to be written in the format of a letter?

With the thought of giving it a try, he added a sentence at the beginning.

"To Miss Ivyst, the Doomsday Witch of a hundred thousand years hence."

This ti, the parchnt finally reacted.

The ink that had soaked into it seed to undergo so unimaginable change and disappeared from the paper at an incredibly fast pace.

In just a few seconds, the parchnt had returned to its original state.

Is this... a successful communication?

Lynn felt sowhat curious.

Subsequently, he began a very long wait.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Five minutes.

It was not until ten minutes later that Lynn, his face darkening, realized he was probably being left on read by that woman.

It was indeed bizarre.

The current Ivyst was using all ans to keep him by her side.

Yet, the future Doomsday Witch seed to have no desire for anything, that indifferent, world-weary look in her eyes remained fresh in Lynn’s mory.

He clenched his teeth and couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.

Left on read, huh?

Playing the aloof goddess, are you?

Thinking so, Lynn continued to write with his pen: "Regarding the ritual formation for praying to you, I’ve discovered quite a few nodes that can be optimized after my recent research. However, because the previous Holy Relic seems about to lose its effectiveness, I have been fretting over this recently."

"Fortunately, the event this ti was handled quite well, so in addition to rewarding the Sealed Object, you also agreed to fulfill one of my wishes."

"Out of my devotion to you, I would very much like to see you again, so I am prepared to use this wish to exchange for a new Holy Relic."

"Furthermore, according to my conjecture, the more personal the Holy Relic, the more it is imbued with your life essence, the better the effect of the prayers will be, and the longer the ti it will preserve."

"This ti, I will ask of you, from the current ti node, for one of your personal undergar..."

"Hong——!!!"

The next second, accompanied by a sudden and terrifying attraction, Lynn felt his consciousness instantly depart from his body.

...

Trying to compete with ?

Looking at the familiar Pantheon before him, Lynn thought gleefully.

At the sa ti, he received the settlent information from the Doomsday Witch.

[The plot deviation of "S-rank Story Character - The End Witch, Ivyst" has increased to 0.20%.]

[Due to the special nature of this character at the current ti node, the reward points will be calculated at 10 tis.]

It looked like his guess was correct.

Every 1% increase on Ivyst’s side would cause a 0.1% change here.

Still too little.

Thinking so, Lynn looked into the distance and noticed the Doomsday Witch, with her white hair and red eyes, still wearing that slightly tattered black chiffon dress, sitting on the steps of the temple.

He wasn’t sure if it was his imagination.

The Order Chains that had been entwined around her seed to have diminished in number.

Feeling the familiar human presence, the Doomsday Witch looked up at him.

"You are very bold."

Her tone was very cold as if irritated by what Lynn had just written in his letter.

After all, her personality and mories now were completely different from the past Ivyst, so much so that they could be considered two different people.

After a hundred thousand years, there was no longer any sign of her forr pathologies and madness.

To the current Doomsday Witch, doing sothing like what the past Ivyst did, such as taking off her stockings in front of subordinates, was completely out of the question.

As a deity, she even found it sowhat intolerable that he kept praying to her with her personal clothing.

"Apologies, I just wanted to see you, which is why I resorted to such a sche."

Lynn sighed.

The Doomsday Witch watched him coldly for a mont, then closed her eyes.

"However... as for the second trial you undertook for , you did quite well."

She spoke softly.

As she did so, the End Witch lifted her sowhat tattered cuff, revealing her slender and fair arm.

The dinsional rift that had once run through the whole arm seed to have healed significantly.

But there was still a dark seam with cracks, snaking like a scar across her wrist.

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