Lynn hated unexpected situations the most in his life.
As someone who always planned everything perfectly in advance, he preferred that feeling of having everything under control.
In some sense, wasn't this a transmigrator's arrogance?
For example, when he was released from Punisher Prison, Ivyst's insistence stirred up rebellion and anger in his heart.
Therefore, Lynn, who had originally prepared to investigate the case through normal channels, ended up taking a risk.
It was both a gamble and a punishment for Ivyst's disruption of his plans.
And now, something outside of his plan had happened again.
According to her original assumption, after waking up, he should have returned to Bartleion Manor.
Even if he had not returned to the manor, he was mentally prepared to be jailed again.
But the reality was not so.
Lynn realized he seemed to be in an unfamiliar environment, neither the manor nor the prison, and even the woman lying beside him was not Ivyst as he had imagined.
None of the things he had expected had happened.
So when that cold voice, tinged with a hint of embarrassment, sounded in his ear, every muscle in his body tensed up.
Fortunately, the next second, by the voice, Lynn recognized the person's identity.
Lynn slightly lifted his head from her chest and asked in a muffled voice.
Feeling the hot breath of a man on her chest, Tiya felt goosebumps all over.
She instinctively wanted to push Lynn away, but remembering how he had just awoken from the brink of death, she suddenly couldn't bring herself to do it.
For a moment, Tiya was caught between decisions.
Fortunately, the room was very dim, so he couldn't see the blush that had quietly appeared on her face.
It wasn't because she was shy...well, maybe a little, but it was more from the physical discomfort.
This discomfort even made her subconsciously forget to rebut and accept the name "Voya."
"It's me...get up first."
"I, I can't move. (Sincerely)"
After a moment, Lynn suddenly felt a pair of trembling small hands wrapping around his back, and then he sat up slightly, half-kneeling on the bed in an extremely intimate and ambiguous posture, helping him up.
Just at that moment, a hot breath lightly brushed against Tiya's delicate and fair neck, causing her body to shiver involuntarily, almost letting go.
She was somewhat sensitive.
What an annoying person.
After a flurry of activity, Lynn lay back down with Tiya's support to his original position.
And Tiya, without a word, got off the bed and tightly gripped the Moonlight Scepter that was leaning against the wall.
The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.
Clearly, both were somewhat at a loss with the current situation.
After hesitating for a moment, Lynn finally came to his senses from the lingering scent of orchids at his nose and carefully observed his surroundings.
This seemed to be the room of an inn, with furnishings so simple they were practically bare, a place that the two of them, with their noble statuses, would never stay in under normal circumstances.
Apart from laborers and mercenaries staying away from home, most people would probably find such an environment unacceptable.
As the room was not well soundproofed, they could even faintly hear noises from upstairs.
Those were the mercenaries who lived here for a long time, venting their desires on cheap prostitutes.
In normal times, this would be completely normal.
But now, it was particularly embarrassing.
Using the dim moonlight, Lynn noticed that Tiya, leaning against the bed, turned her head to the side. Beneath her smooth chestnut hair, her elf ears were faintly blushing a wonderful light pink.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Now it was time to sort out the situation.
According to how things were supposed to unfold, after dealing with Kushustan's descent at the old factory, Ivyst would soon come to take him away.
With the Princess's temperament, after such an event, she would undoubtedly stay by his side without a moment's absence.
It would be kind of her not to recreate the captivity scenario from Orn City.
So the current situation shouldn't be .
In other words, things started going wrong from "being taken away by late-arriving Ivyst."
There was a high probability that even after passing out, he had never seen the Princess and had been kidnapped.
And his captor was completely unexpected.
It was actually Tiya.
This definitely wasn't an order from the Silent Church, it was very likely a decision she made on her own.
Which means...had he gone too far before?
At this thought, Lynn, who had a vague understanding of the cause and effect, sighed subtly without a trace.
He watched Tiya's back with a complex expression, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
After all, although this was a world born from a novel, the characters inside were not NPCs.
Each one of them was a flesh-and-blood being with their own consciousness.
But from the beginning, he didn't treat her as a person, but as an NPC that had to be conquered for the mission.
Thus, he combined all existing information for analysis and made all the moves that could disturb her heart.
These actions, judging from the results, were remarkably effective.
But he had forgotten one thing.
Tiya was not a side character in a galgame, where the game ends once you've chosen all the right options.