“Chapter 53 Blows Up!”
“Lady Milani, do you know anything about pharmacology?”
“Are you underestimating me?”
“Can you brew a potion based on my requirements?”
“What requirements?”
“Can you create a potion that looks, smells, and even tastes like the Ghost Water toxin essence, but without any of its toxicity?”
“Oh, you want to deceive someone?”
“Ugh, women’s intuition is terrifying. So can you do it or not?”
“Of course.”
The thick, slightly sweet, icy cold liquid went down.
A faint numbing sensation began to spread from the spot where the liquid flowed, making its way throughout my body.
The Ghost Water toxin essence was a relatively common extraordinary potion in Lynn’s memory, usually used as anesthesia in surgical procedures.
Consuming too much could lead to cardiac paralysis and death.
Of course, Lynn would never risk his life like that.
After barely surviving the torment of the system, hypnosis experiments, and the clutches of Ivyst, he wasn’t about to throw his life away for nothing.
Not only that, but he also didn’t think this situation was worth such a risk.
So he had Lady Milani concoct this potion for him.
Whether Ivyst would figure out the truth later was not something to think about right now.
The most important thing was to significantly increase her plot deviation to affect the future Sorceress of the End.
Of course, to make his act more convincing, Lynn activated the Liars’ Devourer on himself again.
Maybe it was because he used it too many times, but he felt more and more adept at it.
Even convincing himself that he “was poisoned by the Ghost Water toxin” felt within reach.
So at this moment, Lynn looked pale, his eyes glazing over, and his body started to sway.
As numbness enveloped his whole body, he instinctively tilted backward.
But suddenly, thorns piled up from all directions, gently cradling his body.
Looking at Ivyst’s wide-eyed disbelief, Lynn grinned, displaying a smile that was hard to read.
“Need me to give you a countdown?” He leaned against the thorns as if he had given up on life, “Sixty, fifty-nine, fifty-eight…”
Before he finished speaking, a chilling sensation surged through him.
A faint mist of ice gradually enveloped his body.
Under the low temperature, his metabolic rate slowed, heart rate drastically decreased, and blood circulation throughout his body also slowed down.
Lynn grit his teeth in the cold.
This woman at least had some knowledge.
But “Do you want to die? Who gave you permission?”
At this moment, Ivyst’s expression was incredibly grim.
She rushed to Lynn and grabbed his neck.
Just as she was about to apply force, something seemed to strike her, and she retracted nearly all her strength, only giving it a gentle squeeze.
Though anger and confusion flooded her mind, reason told her this wasn’t the time to dwell on such things.
If she didn’t find an antidote, he would die here before long.
Ivyst didn’t want him dead.
Not to mention that just a moment ago, the words he spoke to the lie-detecting ring had made her unwilling to let Lynn carelessly throw away his life.
There was a seventy percent chance of winning the royal selection? Though she didn’t know if it was true, he was the first subordinate to tell her that over the years. No matter what, she wanted to win, to gain the recognition of Sixth Saint Roland, to plead for mercy from Princess Shirina, and to earn the respect of the people and nobility.
No matter what, it couldn’t end here.
If Lynn died here, she’d regret it immensely.
Regret losing such a chance to turn the game around.
She had to find Milani immediately! This thought instantly flashed through Ivyst’s mind.
She didn’t even change out of her skirt and cloth slippers, preparing to tear through space at the fastest speed to bring Milani over.
But before she could act, a voice came from beside her.
“Are you looking for this?”
Lynn slowly lifted another test tube containing a light blue potion and said.
The antidote! Drinking this would quickly neutralize the excess Ghost Water toxin and alleviate the numbness.
Seeing this, Ivyst stopped in her tracks, coldly demanding, “Give it to me.”
“I refuse.” Lynn’s smile remained, even taking on a hint of mockery, “Is this thing really that important to you?”
“Now that’s a surprise!”
“A venomous, vile, arrogant woman like you actually caring about something?”
“Oh, I get it, maybe you’re afraid that after I die, you’ll never encounter someone as clever as me again, leading to your sister Shirina winning in the end and facing a terribly miserable fate.”
“Think about it, it’s amusing if that’s your ending.”
“Ivyst, a wicked woman like you should live in solitude, cursed to die with regret!”
Lynn laughed heartily, a sickly flush appearing on his face.
It exploded!
He and Ivyst completely blew up!
Lynn felt as if he had just struck gold, a delightful tingle shooting up his spine.
All the pent-up frustration from days past, and the constant hurdles caused by the Sorceress of the End, were all released at once.
Ivyst watched his manic expression and immediately frowned, anger evident on her face.
“Have you lost your mind?”
“I’m not crazy, you’re the one who’s mad.” Lynn grinned, “By the way, stop the little tricks behind my back.”
“I know you’re a dictatorial woman who loves to seize and pillage. If you can, go ahead and try, I’ll smash this potion the moment you make your move.”
“Oh, by the way, this is the last one left in the manor.”
Lynn said unhesitatingly.
The blood-red thorns creeping up around them suddenly froze.
“What do you want?” Ivyst’s expression was icy as she stared at him, “Tell me what you want, and I’ll do my best to satisfy you.”
Everything that had happened tonight was beyond her expectations.
At this very moment, she couldn’t even begin to think about why Lynn would take such a bold and radical action.
Looking at the potion in his hand, Ivyst felt a touch of absurdity.
This guy… seemed to be threatening her with his own life?
Does such a thing even exist in this world?
Feeling Ivyst’s gaze, Lynn slowly spoke, “I want you to apologize for everything you’ve done to me so far.”
“Moreover, I want you to personally admit that you’ve lost to me.”
“Ivyst, a proud woman like you must have never bowed your head to any man, right?”
“I want you to never forget what happens tonight.”