Chapter 333: Chapter 213: Your Highness, I Have Regained My Memory
Why is this woman here?!
At this moment, his entire face buried in deep cleavage, the familiar scent of roses overwhelmed him, making Lynn feel dizzy.
Compared to the young beauty with white silk and jade feet, our black silk big sister is impressive… wait, what am I thinking?
Regaining his senses, Lynn subconsciously raised his hand to push on Ivyst’s shoulders, attempting to push her away.
However, this action seemed somewhat futile.
The woman hugged him desperately, refusing to let go at any cost.
Sensing the potential implication of her action, Lynn couldn’t help but stiffen his expression.
At the same time, various doubts immediately surged in his mind.
Although he knew that Ivyst and the others had been searching for him, he had no intention of revealing his whereabouts before dealing with Tiya’s matter.
Unexpectedly, the Princess had laid in wait and found him first.
This completely disrupted Lynn’s earlier plans.
You see, he chose this particular moment to explode with Tiya precisely because of Ivyst’s presence.
Given her personality, if he had really decided to recruit Tiya to his camp earlier, it’s likely they would have to fight the next day—the premise being that Tiya could actually beat her.
More likely, she would be killed by the highly possessive Imperial Princess.
And then there’s the future Miss Witch to consider.
The strife between these two ancestors was headache enough, let alone adding another woman to the mix?
Therefore, Lynn had never harbored any ulterior motives from the beginning, let alone the idea of starting a harem in the Otherworld… well, maybe he had thought about it, but with a yandere big sister around, especially when you can’t even beat her, that thought was just a thought.
Ultimately, even the favor Tiya owed him was based on the premise of the Curse Mark that Ivyst had inflicted on him.
If it weren’t for this reason, looking back at Lynn’s actions over this period, it could be said that he had never overstepped.
He could have taken advantage of the pretense of fake hypnosis to make more excessive demands from Tiya.
The key was that the probability of her refusal wasn’t as high as he had imagined.
But Lynn had never taken advantage of someone in trouble.
Just knowing this was enough.
However, these matters could never be spoken to Ivyst; after all, he was nowhere near ready to face her.
Eloping with a stranger, especially with his destined archenemy in the future, and then engaging in intimate acts like sharing a bed, kissing, and caresses.
Just based on this “evidence,” Lynn felt like he’d have to spend the latter part of his life in prison—a special prison built for him by Ivyst, where she was the only prison guard and simultaneously played the role of sister, wife, mother, feeder, and dog trainer.
Haha, it’s a yandere, we’re saved… what a joke!
The mere thought of this possibility made him shiver.
After all, Ivyst showing up at his teleportation spot like a seer was somewhat beyond common sense.
Even if there was a Sealed Object with the power to predict the future, it definitely couldn’t work on him.
As the Miss Witch had said, he was a person who only existed at this present moment in time; he had no such thing as a “future.”
Thinking this, accompanied by a burst of pain, Lynn felt as if all the bones in his body moaned under the tight embrace of the other party.
Her passion was like the sun hanging high in the sky, able to scorch anyone who came too close.
In the few days since they last met, the illness Ivyst had barely managed to suppress seemed to have intensified, like she wanted to crush him and meld him into her body, her actions crazed yet searing.
To Lynn, however, such emotions felt too heavy.
While supporting Ivyst’s shoulders, trying to forcefully push away her fervent and graceful form, he inadvertently touched something.
Ivyst’s cheeks flushed red as she cupped Lynn’s face.
Her breath, fragrant as orchid and musk, sprayed on his face.
As Lynn’s mind wavered, Yun Chang, who had just called a halt to the night before, remounted, determined to wage another three hundred rounds against the enemy.
Sensing the boy’s change, the smile on Ivyst’s face deepened, her expression enchanting and seductive.
The next second, her kisses continued to fall on Lynn’s forehead and eyes.
“I was so afraid I’d never see you again during these days you’ve been gone…”
“Whatever it takes… I won’t let you run away… For a disobedient little dog, it must be kept in a cage all the time… to receive the master’s love 24 hours non-stop…”
Ivyst kissed him while whispering words that sent a shiver down Lynn’s spine.
Luckily, at that moment, he finally managed to pull his face out from the overwhelming bosom of the Princess, enduring her heat as he gasped for fresh air.
Lynn opened his mouth to shout for help, trying to draw the attention of the official Transcendents.
But before he could speak, he felt her frozen-tender fragrant lips forcefully pressed against his.
An agile and warm tongue, like a little snake, slipped into his mouth, roaming recklessly, gently scraping across his upper palate and gums as if to imprint her breath deeply into the boy’s flesh and blood.
Lynn was truly suffocating, his face turning shades of blue and purple.