Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

"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, transformed into a black cat, lay in front of Ivyst's desk, curiously asking.

In fact, during the meal just now, she felt several times that Lynn wanted to greet her.

But remembering 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 documents, Ivyst casually asked, "Do you think I am favoring Rhein?"

"Isn't that so?"

Aphia was somewhat 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 arrangements from the beginning, not for Rhein.

It was merely to let Lynn properly vent.

After all, he had been beaten badly by Rhein that night, and combined with his demeanor 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 merely wanted to see how Lynn would solve the resettlement 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 daytime, 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 someone was impersonating them.

Lynn looked up and saw before him a deep corridor that seemed to lead nowhere.

The corridor was quite narrow and noises came from it intermittently.

These sounds were very strange.

Sometimes it was like someone scraping a door with fingernails, other times it sounded like the "gurgle gurgle" of slimes, 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 mental health assessments.

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 extreme 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 extremely 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 some 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 environment around him, Lynn remained silent.

Clearly, he was of the tougher sort internally.

Despite being a man who had managed to survive the mental 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 something for self-defense. If it's a firearm, you can also take some Extraordinary Bullets for backup."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Seeing his benevolent demeanor, 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 me to call you gay, I'd still call you that, but personally, I hope..."

"Shut up!"

As soon as he mentioned that word, Rhein looked as if he had swallowed a dead fly, extremely 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 someone like Rhein, if one didn't completely break his spine, he would only come 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 me, Lynn, lose face!

Except for that smelly 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 moment, 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 some point.

She was wearing a somewhat loose white coat, her signature brown hair messy.

"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 emerged from the wall.

Beside him, Milani yawned casually, "This kid is my precious experiment; don't you break him."

Rhein snorted, "Are you here to hinder me?"

"No, I'm here to spectate," Morris glanced at him, "I just feel like something fun is going to happen, so I came."

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 me!"

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!