Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!-Chapter 353 - 220 Demon, I Want to Make a Wish_2

Chapter 353: Chapter 220 Demon, I Want to Make a Wish_2

Along with the fall of her voice, the atmosphere between them once again plunged into silence.

After a moment, Hillena’s expression slightly relaxed, but her brows remained furrowed: “So… what is currently residing inside you is merely a core trait, and not the actual body of the Demon?”

“Correct.”

Lynn nodded and noticed her hesitation.

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If from the beginning, Lynn had said he wanted to use the Great Imperial Princess’s Sealed Object to activate the core trait within him, she would have been decisively against it.

But if he started off by speaking of awakening the Demon within, setting the stakes a bit higher, the other party would feel that a mere core trait didn’t seem to be an unacceptable matter.

It was hard to say how much time had passed.

Finally, accompanied by a faint sigh, Hillena seemed to have made a decision.

After all, the ace up her sleeve was not only the Rank 0 Sealing on her wrist.

The mere fact that Ivyst had hated her for so many years, yet ultimately could do nothing against her, was enough to reflect how deep Great Imperial Princess Hillena’s resources and foundations were.

If what she was about to face was merely a core trait, then the situation would still be within her control.

However, she couldn’t predict what changes his body would undergo after this.

Was it worth it?

For a moment, she hesitated, wanting to say something.

But considering that their relationship hadn’t progressed to that stage, she eventually didn’t voice her thoughts.

What a pity. She shook her head inwardly.

“If that’s the case, then let’s finish this quickly.”

Hillena spoke words that could provoke the imagination, yet she seemed unaware of their connotation as she slowly stood up from the chair and walked toward Lynn.

She had intended to undo the bindings on his hands and the blindfold over his eyes, but upon glancing at her own home-style long dress, which was translucent like gauze, she decided against it.

Although it wasn’t revealing, Hillena knew very well the devastating effect her appearance and figure could have on men.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, she decided to make it quick and easy.

Seeing the young man bound with his hands behind him and sitting on the floor, Hillena hesitated for two seconds, then straightened the fabric of her long dress on her knees, slowly crouched down, and looked at him eye-to-eye.

Upon a closer look at Lynn, she realized that this young man was also exceptionally handsome, with a three-dimensional facial structure, fair and delicate skin, and a body filled with the vitality and vigor of youth.

His face was even more recognizable than any other young talent she had seen, unforgettable at a glance.

Moreover, strangely enough.

From him, Hillena felt both a sense of inferiority and pride, two starkly contrasting characteristics.

Truly a memorable young man.

Realizing that she was somewhat being inappropriate, Hillena shook her head and then slightly opened her lips.

“What kind of help do I need to provide you?”

Upon hearing this, Lynn gave a smile: “You only need to shake that Bell by my ear, to slightly stimulate its power.”

Being both Rank 0 Sealed Objects, they could resonate or repel each other.

At this rank, they generally possess living characteristics.

Lynn’s request was to awaken the Wish Jar’s core trait lying dormant within his body through Hillena’s Sealing Bell.

The request sounded simple, but in a strict sense, he was treating his own body as an object, with the inherent danger being self-evident.

And yet, he showed no hesitation whatsoever.

For some reason, Hillena quietly began to appreciate him.

It had been a long time since she had seen someone so decisive and bold.

Slowly lifting up her slender and pale wrist, Hillena extended her right index finger and gently touched the slightly antiquated and rusty Bell: “Are you ready?”

“Ready.”

“Then I… will begin.”

…

When Lynn opened his eyes again, he found that he had seemingly disappeared from the Great Imperial Princess Hillena’s bedroom.

Or perhaps, his body had not actually moved, and it was merely his consciousness that had reached this bizarre space within the Spiritual World.

The moment the Bell tolled, Lynn felt a strong dizzying sensation, as if the heavens and earth had flipped, his vision filled with countless colored spots and bubbles, as though he had experienced a brief yet prolonged star-jump.

This felt very similar to every trip to the Pantheon, but with slight differences.

Lynn lowered his head, trying to move his hands and feet, and found nothing amiss.

After confirming this, he then turned his gaze to his surroundings.

At this moment, he was standing on the surface of a pitch-black lake with no end in sight, smooth and traceless like marble, faintly reflecting the figure of the youth.

Surrounding him was a deep and mysterious gray mist, like a lost wanderer traversing through marshes and forests, trapped in this mysterious and deathly silent space, never able to escape.

He lightly stepped on the pitch-black mirror-like surface, a hard and smooth sensation coming through, followed by ripples that spread around.

And this action seemed to have stirred the supposedly calm pitch-black lake surface.

The next second, waves of interlacing ripples came forth.

“Whoosh…”

The silent lake seemed to come to life, with the friction and collisions between the ripples causing waves to grow gradually, like an impassioned and harmonious symphony, booming everywhere!

Standing in the midst of the raging waves, Lynn remained unmoved, his expression calm.

Moments later, a graceful figure composed of pitch-black muck approached, riding atop the waves.

The woman’s features were stunning and bewitching, yet upon seeing Lynn, her eyes revealed an almost tangible hatred and resentment.

As if the person before her was an existence that she must eradicate in this lifetime.

When the features of the adversary became clear, Lynn did not show surprise, but rather spoke calmly, “Yuvalia?”

He invoked the Creation Demon’s name.

“Speak out… your wish.”

Seemingly still possessing her senses, the words that came from her mouth were however like cold and mechanical procedures.

Due to coexisting with the Wish Jar for too long, even the core characteristics taking shape were influenced, mimicking the appearance of the Creation Demon.

But the powers and consciousness belonging to the Creation Demon had already been erased by Miss Witch.

Hence, the graceful woman formed from the pitch-black muck was merely a facade of a program, mechanically executing the Law inherent to the core characteristics.

Or perhaps, judging by the resentful expression on its face, there might be remnants of consciousness not completely Annihilated, yet unable to defy the Witch’s Sealing.

The potent aura exclusive to a Rank 0 Sealed Object, brought with it pitch-black waves sweeping over.

Lynn seemed like a frail boat in a storm, swaying on the verge of capsizing beneath the overwhelming natural disaster!

“Speak out… your wish.”

Unexpectedly, the muck woman with Yuvalia’s figure spoke again, capturing Lynn’s attention.

That’s right.

This was one of the rules revealed by the original Wish Jar.

Once awakened, it would persist in questioning the wisher, asking three times.

If the respondent refuses to answer, or the wish is not accepted by the jar, then it would be considered a forfeiture.

After the accumulation to the fourth time, something indescribable would happen.

In the end, this thing originated from the First Epoch, nothing more than an artifact of mischief created by the Ancient Gods to bring chaos to the world.

Even if the wish were to be granted, the result would certainly be the worst imaginable.

A similar event had transpired before in the Soron Mountain Range.

Fortunately, up until now, everything was within Lynn’s plan.

After all, the reason for meeting with Yuvalia was not to seek reconciliation, but merely to borrow the origin power of the Wish Jar, to counter the Bright Moon Goddess.

“Speak out… your wish.”

With the third questioning, the surrounding black waves roared like wild beasts unleashed, wreaking havoc!

Sensing the giant waves closing in around him, and the resentful mien of the black mire woman, Lynn’s expression remained calm.

Even the lingering thread of merged consciousness still tried to exploit the core characteristic’s effect to his disadvantage.

If so, then as she wished.

“Demon, my first wish is…”