At the same time, the surroundings of Augusta Manor dissipated like a mirage, revealing the majestic and sacred Pantheon before her eyes.
this woman, who possessed characteristics of both parties, was naturally disguised as the Witch.
And the scene that had just unfolded was what Ivyst had done to Lynn on the evening before she departed to handle the Level 0 Sealed Object.
She gazed at the young man with his eyes tightly closed, remaining silent.
After a long time, she finally sighed softly.
In truth, the Witch had always been somewhat envious of Ivyst.
Because everything that had happened in the memories was just "memories," and the one who truly experienced reality with him was still that woman.
Therefore, the believers taking the initiative to communicate with the Pantheon was why she whimsically created the scene before her.
It was not only to experience the situations that woman had gone through but also to use this scene as a medium to break the memory seal she had cast.
Of course, the Doomsday Witch actually didn't want to dissolve the believers' sealed memories so quickly.
Only because she herself had been outsmarted by that woman Ivyst.
Regardless, the seed of doubt had already been planted in the believer's heart, and his coming here was precisely to inquire about this matter.
So rather than concealing it, it was better to confess directly.
That way, the initiative would still remain in her hands.
When Lynn woke up again, he found himself lying on a warm, large bed.
The woman's cold voice came.
He instinctively sat up and looked to the side.
At that moment, the Witch sat elegantly on the chair at the bedside with her legs crossed.
Noticing his awakening, she lightly parted her red lips and closed the book in her hand.
Looking around, he found that the scene had already shifted to the Pantheon that was very familiar in his memory.
Lynn was somewhat astonished, "Just now that..."
He was about to ask about that woman who had seemed to be both the Princess and the Witch.
However, before he could finish, the Witch interrupted him with her cold tone, "What appeared before you was merely an illusion."
"Only by reenacting the most memorable scene before your eyes can the memory seal in your mind be broken."
Her expression was calm, revealing an undeniable confidence.
But it felt so real, as if through the clothing, he could feel the woman's ample bosom and the skin, as smooth as cream.
Even now, the familiar scent faintly lingered at the tip of his nose.
It felt somewhat incongruous.
However, this was the Witch's claim, and Lynn believed it without a doubt.
At the same time, he finally remembered everything that had been forgotten.
"So, you really sealed a part of my memories."
Lynn watched the sudden emergence of these fragmented images in his mind and softly asked.
He had come to the Pantheon specifically for this issue.
Unexpectedly, the Witch admitted it very calmly and openly without any disguise.
"Correct," her gaze appeared very tranquil, "From the results, it seems this operation was quite successful."
To this, Lynn, despite the complexity in his emotions, expressed strong agreement.
The reason for sealing the memories back then was to avoid the overly obsessed Ivyst from breaking his legs and incarcerating him, never to part for life.
And the fact that he could now move freely around in Glostit was the best proof.
Indeed, he knew himself best.
However, recalling the past experiences of confinement, being fed mouth-to-mouth, and the reward of a trip on the train, all these were things that the Witch had once done to him, stirred a odd feeling in Lynn's heart.
It felt somewhat... awkward.
His gaze involuntarily glanced towards the Witch's neatly exposed slender ankles and beautifully shaped white tender feet under the skirt.
Noticing Lynn's gaze, according to her previous character, even if she didn't react on the spot, she would have withdrawn her jade feet under the skirt to stop him from continuing to look at her with such desecrating eyes.
Yet this time, the Witch seemed oblivious.
"So, after regaining your memory, do you have any thoughts?"
After a brief silence, the Witch spoke again.
At the same time, her gaze calmly fell on Lynn.
Lynn paused for a few seconds, then scratched his head.
Noticing his unusual behavior, the Witch's expression did not change, but her white hand hidden under the lotus leaf sleeve clenched tightly.
As if she was extremely nervous about his upcoming answer.
Of course, she would feel nervous.
After all, after unraveling the memory seal, Lynn's favor towards Ivyst and her could be affected.
Time passed by every second.
Finally, a shy expression subtly surfaced on the young man's face. He looked away slightly embarrassedly, gazing at the huge statues surrounding the Pantheon, "Indeed... I still like the Witch the most."
The Witch's bare feet involuntarily stepped back half a step, but she quickly stood firm again.
To hide her current loss of composure, she tightly grasped the fabric over her chest attempting to suppress her racing heart and gently turned around.
With the light shedding from the Order Divine Chain, one could see a faint flush appearing on the Witch's fair face.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm the chaotic thoughts in her mind.
At the same time, the young man continued, "...after all, when I was about to die, you saved me and led me to contact the past you, thus gradually possessing the power and influence necessary for revenge."