Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

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Lynn slowly picked up the revolver, imitating the puppet's posture, and pressed it against his own temple.

The puppet laughed full of mockery, "I didn't expect that the cunning and intelligence of 'Deceit' would not be reflected in you at all. What a waste."

Lynn frowned involuntarily and glanced at the puppet.

Seeing this, the puppet laughed even more wildly, "I have loaded two bullets, so there are two possible arrangements: consecutive or separate."

"If they are placed consecutively, and with the shot I just fired, by using enumeration, the probability of your death is one in four."

"And if they are placed separately, by the same reasoning, the probability of your death is two in four."

"But if you choose to spin the cylinder before firing, then the probability of your death would drop to two in six... Haha, to think that, as a believer in 'Deceit,' a Transcendent, you can't even calculate such a simple math problem?"

The puppet made a mocking face.

Lynn ignored its provocation and suddenly asked, "I have another question... If you are shot, will you die just like a human?"

"Or perhaps, have you used some method to ensure that you are always invincible?"

"I'm not a follower of 'Deceit,' I don't do things like that," the puppet seemed quite dismissive. "Although this body is no longer human, if a vital part is hit, I can still be killed."

"But... I will resurrect after ten minutes, haha—"

The puppet's tone changed and it was about to let out a derisive laugh, but its expression suddenly froze.

It looked at Lynn incredulously.

And it found that Lynn was looking back at it with equal disbelief.

"Isn't it... So you can die?" His eyes were full of shock, "Then why do you dare talk to me like this? Didn't you know I have martial arts skills?"

At that moment, the black muzzle was pointed at the puppet's head, freezing it in place.

The puppet hadn't expected this one to suddenly make such a move.

It tried to look calm while watching Lynn, "You, you'd better think about whether this would violate..."

Before it could finish speaking, Lynn suddenly squeezed the trigger, firing five shots!

"Bang! Bang!"

With two flashes of gunfire, the puppet's body was knocked backward by the powerful recoil.

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"Can it... Can it really be done this way?"

Staring at the image in the mirror, Morris's forehead was lined with cold sweat, not knowing when it had appeared.

As the mirror couldn't reproduce the original conversation, it only presented a silent film-like effect.

Even so, he had witnessed Lynn's every move.

Morris actually had some understanding of this Sealed Object.

But he always thought survival could only depend on strong luck.

Hearing this, Milani looked at him silently.

The guy was indeed loyal to the Princess, but it seemed his brain was not quite up to par.

"However, if it's just that, that wouldn't be much difficulty for that guy, right?"

Morris said, eyeing Rhein with a weird look.

He had thought Rhein had brought him here to get rid of Lynn, but it turned out to be much ado about nothing.

Rhein, who had witnessed the entire incident from beginning to end, was not furious.

Furthermore, a strange smile surfaced on his face.

"Just a month ago, the Princess brought back something from an ancient, lost site. Upon investigation, it was confirmed that the surface of that object was tainted with the blood of an ancient demon."

"It might have been corrupted by the power of the demon and undergone an evil transformation over the eons."

"Evil enough that... even the Princess found it troublesome, so she had to resort to some containment method, temporarily sealing it away."

"Let me ask you, do you still remember the details of the 'Deadly Demon Doll' project?"

Upon hearing this, a page of text flashed through Morris's mind.

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A series rank of 6 meant that this thing was as dangerous as the Deceit Coin.

Since Princess often brought back various strange curses and Morris wasn't particularly interested in containment, he had little understanding of them.

But recalling the information related to the "Deadly Demon Doll," he finally realized something.

He thought of the last sentence in the containment recommendation.

"You mean the 'Deadly Demon Doll' is just a front, and in fact, it's being used to seal something even more dangerous because of its ability to forbid extraordinary powers?"

"I'd prefer to describe that thing with the word dangerous rather than powerful."

"Its name is... the Greed Magic Box."

Rhein's eyes flickered with a dangerous light.

Milani didn't speak but her expression seemed non-committal.

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Staring at the puppet that lay motionless on the ground, Lynn shook his head.

He felt the guy was just there to be a joke.

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Did he think that with such a laughable trinket alone, he could be frightened into firing a gun at himself?

Holding that thought, Lynn rose from his chair.

The invisible force that had restrained him had now completely dissipated.

The extraordinary abilities that he had been unable to use before were once again available to him.

This was undoubtedly proof of the doll's death.

Considering it would revive after ten minutes, Lynn decided to wait for it a little while.

Not for any particular reason, but because from its words, it seemed the doll had a deep understanding of "Deceit."

So Lynn wanted to inquire about it.

Especially since that day when he first used the Lie Swallowing ability, a strange image had suddenly appeared in front of him—the huge figure wrapped and tortured by countless threads.

Moreover, he seemed to have inadvertently mentioned the term "Prisoner of Destiny."

Lynn knew very little about this belief, after all, it hadn't even appeared in the original story.

But he had some guesses.

Just as the "Lord of Billion Stars" symbolized the god of "natural order," perhaps the "Prisoner of Destiny" was the god symbolizing "Deceit."

As Lynn was filled with various speculations, he suddenly heard a "clack" from somewhere.

He looked up instinctively and then suddenly remembered there seemed to be an old wooden box stained with blood on the table.

At first, he thought it was a prop of the doll, but it hadn't been used even after the doll was killed.

Looking at the wooden box that had suddenly sprung open, Lynn's eyes were filled with confusion.

But he still bent down to glance inside.

Inside the empty box, a slightly yellowed piece of paper lay quietly.

It seemed as though the paper sensed Lynn's gaze, and blood-red letters gradually appeared on it.

"Give me a drop of blood, give you a Gold Coin."