Chapter 290: Chapter 195: The Long Overdue Complainant
“Death is the least significant thing I am willing to do for you.”
This was the unconscious utterance from Lynn when he was on the brink of being tortured to death by Xiya’s relentless interrogation.
It was this very sentence that overwhelmed Tiya with guilt, leading to all that happened subsequently.
But ultimately, it was actually due to Lynn’s dire state at that moment that such thoughts arose within her.
Setting aside this major factor, Tiya didn’t actually give much thought to the sentence itself.
Given her personality and public image, how could she, who never minces words with any man, ever succumb to a man’s sweet nothings?
She was mostly indifferent.
She found the seemingly profound statement out of place.
Because the words were too vague.
So vague that they failed to evoke a sense of reality, more like an oath aimlessly made by a man in a moment of passion toward a woman.
Therefore, Tiya hadn’t taken the sentence to heart.
However, at this very moment, the young man’s casually spoken words revealed an unprecedented sense of realization.
The matters he spoke of concerned his own life and safety, yet now they had become bargaining chips in negotiation with the Demon King, as if he had completely disregarded his own life and death.
To have her leave unharmed was the most delightful outcome he could hope for.
He carried out his words with concrete actions to the very end.
Throughout so many years, Tiya had never encountered such a person.
Why would there be such a person?
When she came to her senses, she found herself already in tears.
Even when she had learned earlier of his being wronged, Tiya only felt her eyes well up slightly.
Overwhelmed by a strong sense of guilt, she had not shed any tears.
But now, she felt an accumulation of a sour and repressively intense emotion in her heart, slightly sweet, yet torturously agonizing.
This was the first time she had ever cried over a man.
Tiya wasn’t a woman prone to tears, and occasions of crying were very rare for her.
But now, the crystal-clear tears just wouldn’t stop, falling in large droplets down her fair cheeks.
She should have realized it earlier.
With his personality, having made such a promise, it would be unimaginable for him not to make some incredible sacrifice to wrest even a sliver of hope from the clutches of the King of Cruelty.
Yet she, this despicable woman, had seemingly ignored this fact deliberately, sending him to confront the foe alone, contentedly enjoying his protection and care along with Louise.
It was utterly despicable.
She had just recently rejoiced at his awakening, yet she watched, eyes wide open, as he embarked on another path of no return.
At this very moment, Tiya’s snow-white, delicate fingers clenched tightly, her nails piercing her soft palms, drops of fresh blood trickling down.
Actually, her complex inner thoughts weren’t surprising.
Just look at what Lynn had done.
A grand rescue in a dire situation is always a tear-jerking affair.
Not only had Lynn awakened at a critical moment, but he had also heroically entered the scene in a way that left a deep impression on everyone.
Just imagine – the young magician casually strolling through the old factory, effortlessly dodging the enemy’s deadly moves, utterly indifferent to his own life and death, negotiating with a formidable High-dimensional Demon in an equal, even condescending manner.
A normal person couldn’t even maintain their composure before Its presence, much less negotiate.
And the bargaining chip? His own life.
Could there be a more enticing scene than this?
Not just for Tiya – any woman, even the Great Imperial Princess Hillena herself, experiencing this scene would be unavoidably stirred.
Out of ten women, at least nine would succumb right there and then.
At least for Louise, after experiencing what had just happened, her previous dislike and unpleasant thoughts about him had completely vanished, with her biases swept away.
But when she saw Tiya at this moment, she still couldn’t help but feel her heart “skip a beat.”
Meanwhile, under the gaze of the two girls, the young man slowly raised his right hand.
Following his narrative, they had more or less understood the function and effects of this ability.
To put it simply, Burshman’s life was now bound with that of the Fourth Prince.
The moment Lynn snapped his fingers, the two would die together.
For Kushustan, without a suitable vessel for descent, even as a High-dimensional Demon, It would not be able to cross such vast and extended spans of space and time to affect Glostit.
The matter was conclusively checkmated.
Lynn’s fatal move had cut off all of the enemy’s escape routes.
But Tiya turned pale, her mind in turmoil.
Because she knew very well that this move not only sealed all of Kushustan’s retreats but also cut off all chances of survival for himself.
Before this, just having learned that Lynn was not the limb connector, a wave of relief had washed over Tiya.
If that was the case, considering just the attempted assassination of the Imperial Councilor without causing death, and the abduction of the Prince, if compelled by the power of the Third Imperial Princess and with a bit of covert maneuvering in her role as the Silent Saintess, there was a high probability that he could survive the Judgement.
And as long as one wasn’t dead, there was always hope.