Chapter 425: Chapter 250: Public Trial of the Whole City (15,000 Words)
The underlying tone of the voice sounded very cold, yet at this moment, it seemed to contain unprecedented deep affection and attachment, intensely hot enough to melt a person.
In the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes, awakening in reality.
At the same time, unbearable severe pain instantly flooded his whole body, causing him to let out a muffled groan.
It’s worth noting that Lynn’s willpower is exceptionally strong; even the Torture Chair had never made him yield, but now, driven by the aftereffects, he became somewhat frantic.
Compared to pure physical pain, the sense of exhaustion from the soul was the truly torturous part.
His lungs emitted a bellows-like sound, resembling an elderly person on the brink of death, even feeling as if he was one, a strong discomfort and chaos leaving him unable to move, lying motionless on the bed like a vegetative state.
All the signs on his body indicated that his current condition was dire to the extreme.
However, fortunately, Lynn managed to save a little life.
He should have felt relieved, but recalling the moment when his soul was nearly obliterated, and Ivyst’s whisper echoed in his ears, for some reason, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Was it an auditory hallucination?
Forcing himself through the feeling of a splitting headache, Lynn, from the retained ‘third-person perspective’ in those memory torrents, saw all the recent events occurring around him.
Although he did not know why he possessed these memories during his coma, he couldn’t afford to ponder now, instead digesting the content of these memories while trying to regain control over his body amidst the intense pain and void.
After the battle at the Divine Moon Gap, due to using the power of the ‘Prisoner of Destiny’ beyond the limit, he suffered a deadly backlash from the Law of Cause and Effect.
Of course, this was a choice he had no option but to make to save Tiya who was about to be possessed by Beatrice.
Originally thought there was at least a seventy percent chance of dying, unexpectedly, he did indeed save a small life.
Actually, it was not unexpected, it’s just that Lynn was unwilling to think about it.
But now, those vivid memories incessantly pierced his heart with cruel reality.
The reason is straightforward.
That woman had long said that only she can decide his life and death in this world.
If she did not agree, even a god could not take him away from her side.
However, to achieve this, what kind of price did she, who is now only at the Demigod Rank, pay?
After a long time, Lynn finally regained control of his body, his fingers moved slightly first, then he arduously moved his hand to support himself up.
Now Lynn’s physique had long been shattered like ceramic, his entire body wrapped in bandages, faintly oozing blood.
But he paid no attention to it, instead focusing on the woman beside him.
Ivyst Laurent Alexini, the Third Imperial Princess of the Saint Laurent Empire, who had always called herself his master.
Clearly, in his impression, she was so arrogant, malicious, and proud, but at the moment, lying on the bed with closed eyes, hands on her chest, her absolutely beautiful and exquisite little face was bloodless, and her black long hair cascaded like a waterfall behind her, serene and tranquil like Sleeping Beauty.
Looking at her furrowed brow, clearly having fallen asleep, yet still gripping his hem like a little girl who had lost a precious toy, unwilling to let go.
Lynn fell into a long silence.
It’s time to face reality.
The truth is, to save “himself who was about to die from saving Tiya”, the Princess used forbidden secret technique, linking the two together, sharing each other’s life.
The price is perhaps to fall into slumber briefly or indefinitely.
Although Tiya was saved, things ultimately went in the direction he least wanted to witness.
At this moment, Lynn had no time to worry about the deviation of the Princess’s storyline.
Going in circles, after all the turns, the World Will had still achieved its desired outcome.
All along, whether it was the ill-fated relationship with Ivyst, or the interactions with Miss Witch, Lynn observed all these matters from the perspective of a transmigrator.
Throughout this process, he encountered countless difficulties, needing to exert every effort to resolve each crisis.
From the Soron Mountain Range to the Divine Moon Gap, all were the same.
No matter what price was paid, the final result was good.
Yet this time, the plan exceeded Lynn’s expectations.
People around him were harmed due to his own impulsiveness.
For some reason, Lynn took a deep breath.
Perhaps it was his pride, or maybe it was some undefined emotion towards Ivyst deep in his heart, as a man Lynn felt he must do something at this moment.
He knew clearly what Ivyst chose for himself.
To protect him, Ivyst openly defied the orders of Saint Laurent VI, consequently marking Ivyst and her followers as traitors.
At this point, the army dispatched by Saint Laurent VI had already surrounded the estate, and it had reached the most critical moment.
Lynn knew clearly, it all started because of him.
Though his body could barely move at the moment, it was not the time to contemplate such matters.