Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

If I really answered like that, it would be as if they were treating me like an idiot!

Sensing the anger mixed with a hint of confusion in Moselle's eyes, Lynn shook his head, "Actually, it doesn't matter to me where you set the negotiation location." Explore more stories at empire

"You're a cautious person, and since you came with the intent to kill me this time, you'll definitely choose a location that is within your control."

"Under such conditions, relying on Duke Sir's intelligence network, I had already cleared up all your and your close aides' secret properties in Orn City, sent people in advance to infiltrate them, and set up the two kinds of Magic Matrix we saw earlier."

"Even if today's negotiation site was some private residence of yours in the city, the outcome would have been the same."

"Perhaps it's fate that the burial site of the initial bishop, such a heroic figure, has ended up becoming the final resting place for the last bishop like you. It's like everything has come full circle."

In Lynn's view, after this incident, the Heavenly Principle Church's prestige in Orn City will suffer an unprecedented weakening.

There's even a possibility that they might choose to abandon this source of faith that is no longer pure.

...

Moselle finally had nothing to say and fell completely into despair.

...No, there might be one last path to take!

In a moment of extreme crisis, he suddenly thought of something.

Now, Moselle, bereft of reason, lifted his head with bloodshot eyes and stared viciously at the instigator before him.

If he could dispatch the chief culprit right here and then kill all these lowly commoners below, no one would know what happened today!

As a Fourth Rank Transcendent, and with the enhancement of the Sealed Object, he could easily achieve this!

With this in mind, the pale purple glow of the Divine-given factor began to emanate from his body.

A powerful gravity slightly distorted the space around him, the ground slowly sank, and even the glass at the windows couldn't withstand this strange energy, instantly shattering!

In a place like Orn City, his Fourth Rank power was enough to do whatever he pleased.

The Demon-like woman appeared to be out on a mission and had not returned, making Lynn, at this moment, undoubtedly at his most vulnerable.

As long as no Fifth Rank Legend came in person, then he...

"I guess right now you must be thinking, if the guy in front of you doesn't have the protection of a Fifth Rank powerhouse, then you still have a chance to turn the tables?" Lynn looked at him and suddenly snapped his fingers, "Well, I actually do."

The next second, the burly man who had been subdued and half-kneeling behind him, suddenly stood up and took off the hat from his head.

Looking at the completely unfamiliar face, Moselle couldn't detect any sense of threat from him.

But then, the burly man spoke, "What's with that finger snapping? You think I'm your summoning beast?"

The voice was very familiar to Moselle.

In an instant, he realized the burly man before him was an impersonation by someone.

Duke Tierus himself had come in person?!

Moselle's back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

"Sorry, Duke Sir, but I'm going to have to trouble you with the next part."

Lynn replied with a smile as he took a half step back, ushering the Duke to the forefront.

Although the old fart was crazily suppressed by that woman Ivyst at the dinner party, it didn't mean he was really that weak.

On the contrary, just being able to have a brief fight with her was proof of his powerful strength.

Looking at the utterly hopeless Moselle before him, Duke Tierus shook his head, "The game is over, just surrender peacefully."

"Moselle Brandi, you have desecrated the faith of the Heavenly Principle Church, and as the Governor of the Southern Province, I hereby arrest you on charges of heresy. You can..."

"Why waste words with such scum, Duke Sir? Since we now have a reason to confiscate property, let's get to it."

Lynn suddenly interrupted him.

"As for the fellow in front of us...just hang him from a streetlight or something."

Consider it a welcoming gift for the Second Prince who has not yet arrived in Orn City.

...

That very night, the explosive news of the downfall of the current bishop of Orn City's Heavenly Principle Church, Moselle, swept through the entire city in an instant.

At the same time, a piece of insider news quickly spread throughout all the major churches.

"Don't ever mess with the rumored Third Imperial Princess, because she has a mad dog by her side that bites at the sight of people!"

If you don't believe it, Moselle Brandi, who simply offended her with his words, serves as the most vivid example of what happens!

...

The next day at noon.

In the center of the green grass lawn of the Augusta Family,

"Are you sure Her Highness is really returning today?"

Looking up at the clear sky, Lynn asked Duke Tierus, who was beside him.

"Should be... Hey kid, have you been a bit too full of yourself these past couple days? You don't even use 'Sir' when you speak to me?"

Duke Tierus beside him seemed somewhat annoyed.

But after taking a look at Lynn's current appearance, his eyes flashed momentarily with a sense of helplessness.

The youngster was sitting on top of a giant wooden box, filled with gold coins collected from various churches and Moselle.

The churches had contributed about nine hundred thousand in total, and the remaining one million one hundred thousand were all donated by the Heavenly Principle Church.

Previously, because the city's churches were as solid as iron, he couldn't find an angle to start trouble and could only look at the treasure mountain and sigh.

But now, Lynn had provided him with a perfect reason and excuse to go after the Heavenly Principle Church.

Following such an atrocious scandal, it would not only shatter the public's faith in the church but also severely damage the Empire's credibility.

After all, those officials and nobles hadn't been kind to the public either.

So last night, after dealing with the Moselle situation, he enthusiastically led people to raid the Heavenly Principle Church.

Of course, he didn't touch the Sealed Object or the Holy Relic but made off with all the cash.

Two million coins in total were an astronomic sum.

It was far more than their initial agreement, the five hundred thousand gold coins in military expenses that Duke Tierus required – it was many times over.

However, at Lynn's request, Duke Tierus didn't immediately take the money away but collaborated with him to stage this scene, waiting here for the return of the princess.

"Do you actually enjoy people looking at you with shock and admiration?"

Duke Tierus asked with a bit of annoyance in his voice.

That said, even he himself had woken up smiling from his sleep these past two days.

Realizing it wasn't a dream, his smile became even more jubilant.

Upon hearing this, Lynn shrugged, "What are you saying... If a man doesn't show off, what's the difference between him and a dead man?"

"Speaking of which, Duke, what exactly did you and Her Highness talk about after the banquet that evening? And, what has she been up to these past two days?"

Since the original novel mentioned very little about this part of the plot in Orn City, Lynn was also unclear about how the plot would develop.

Hearing this, a serious look flashed in the eyes of Duke Tierus, "That's a secret."

"Never mind, if you don't want to say it, then don't... Oh? It looks like they're coming back?"

Lynn's gaze suddenly shifted to the spinning shadow high above in the sky.

With the shadow gradually descending, a giant black dragon with a wingspan of over several dozen meters hit the ground like a meteor, carrying wind and air waves with it.

Lynn looked up.

There, the majestic woman in a red dress stood on top of the dragon's head.

Behind her on the dragon's back, there were several familiar faces including Morris, Aphia, and Rhein, about a dozen or so people, all looking travel-worn.

However, Lynn's gaze moved past the irrelevant people and met Ivyst's eyes in mid-air.

Looking into those cold red eyes, Lynn didn't hesitate and jumped down from the box.

Then, under the watchful eyes of many, he flung the lid open with one swift motion!

"Reporting to Your Highness, I have completed the mission beyond the required quota!"