Free Web NovelReceiving Sir Aiwen’s reaffirmation, Lynn immediately steadied himself. He abruptly lifted his head, gazing toward the raging consciousness feedback at the very center of the mental space.
Then, taking a deep breath, he sank his energy into his core, suddenly opened his mouth wide, and roared:
"Matriarch! I confess to you!"
"I am guilty!"
"I absolutely did not intentionally take advantage of your inattention…"
"To brew tea with your tea bags!!"
Buzz—
The moment Lynn finished shouting, the expression on Sir Aiwen’s face froze in place.
The torrent of consciousness currents rampaging at the center of the magic circle also abruptly fell into dead silence.
In the distance, all the Night Doctors struggling to connect with the magic circle like paper kites in the wind froze once more, petrified like stone statues rooted to the spot.
The echoes lingered, reverberating again and again.
"…"
An eerie breeze whistled softly by.
The entire scene was dead quiet.
Adjusting his monocle, Lynn turned his head calmly and said:
"Sir Aiwen, I’m done shouting."
"…"
Sir Aiwen stood there with his mouth agape, stiff as a puppet, his mind a complete blank.
The words Lynn had just shouted echoed endlessly in his ears.
Tea bags…
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Lynn: "…"
Sir Aiwen stood frozen, the wind bleak.
Sensing the quiet atmosphere around him, Lynn coughed, adjusted his monocle, and felt he should offer some explanation to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
"Matriarch, um… actually, I didn’t brew tea—I made medicine."
"…"
The atmosphere grew even more silent.
The next moment.
"Lynn————!!!"
A mortified, cringe-inducing yell erupted from the center of the mental space, flooding the entire magic circle like a raging torrent.
Lynn was greatly shaken.
Even the entire mental space trembled under the intense consciousness currents, cracking with fissures.
Meanwhile, outside.
In the sky, the massive rift’s dark figure experienced a violent tremor throughout its body.
The slender arm extending from the rift jerked sharply, its five fingers snapping straight. The enormous black wings spread wide, and the surrounding space exploded with countless black lightning bolts, crackling violently.
"Ugh!"
A wave of bitter hatred pulsed from within the rift.
In the First Chamber, Doctor 315 was jolted. He immediately turned toward the direction of their Mother Goddess, terrified, and exclaimed:
"Mother Goddess! What’s wrong?!"
Because he saw that—
At the root of the massive black wings stretching from the depths of the rift, golden stripes were slowly beginning to surface.
A sacred power began to surge.
It was as if something was awakening from within her body. Her once dead, dark pupils flickered continuously between surging golden light and black torrents.
"Issue orders to all Plague Doctors!"
From within the rift, the Fallen Angel gritted her teeth, letting out a deeply resentful female voice.
Her slender arm violently grabbed the spatial walls on either side of the rift. Dense chains clattered out from within the crack, twisting tightly around her arm.
"From today onward, launch a full pursuit of that human! Permanently place him on the death list!"
Upon hearing this, Doctor 315 was greatly shocked.
But he immediately knelt on one knee, trembling with fear, and replied:
"Yes!"
Yet almost at the same time, the sound of twisting chains grew increasingly intense.
The enormous black wings and slender arm were, under the massive pull of the chains, being forcibly dragged back into the depths of the rift.
Only her hate-filled dark eyes remained fixed outside, staring intently.
It wouldn’t end here.
Because this was neither her first appearance nor would it be her last.
And as long as she could fully master this body—
Then all the Night Doctors of Nightfall City would be firmly in her grasp!
Crack—
With a loud snapping sound, the rift slammed shut.
Doctor 315 abruptly raised his head, shouting in terror:
"Mother Goddess!!"
At nearly the same moment, the magic circle blazing with dazzling light on the ruins’ ground flickered intensely, then exploded into dissolution.
Lynn and Sir Aiwen’s consciousnesses were immediately expelled from the mental space by the magic circle.
In the wasteland, Lynn, riding atop Little One, snapped his eyes open. He swiftly raised his head to gaze at the sky, and upon seeing the rift close, he immediately flashed his white teeth, clenched his fist, and sneered:
"Big Brother Aiwen, it seems the Matriarch’s consciousness has been fully awakened. She should now have taken control of her body!"
In the distance.
Sir Aiwen also opened his eyes, vacant, and transmitted his voice:
"Mm…"
Lynn turned his head, puzzled, and asked:
"Big Brother Aiwen, aren’t you happy?"
Sir Aiwen stared blankly and replied:
"Should I be happy…"
His mind replayed once again the words Lynn had shouted earlier in the mental space, in front of thousands of Night Doctors.
That’s right.
He now finally understood why the Matriarch’s consciousness fluctuations had surged so violently.
Because this truly wasn’t something any ordinary deviant could pull off.
Nor was it something an ordinary person could yell out in such a solemn and dignified occasion…
"What tea are you even brewing?!"
Unable to hold back any longer, Sir Aiwen was so furious he nearly wanted to grab his cane and whack Lynn a few dozen times.
He couldn’t even begin to imagine the expression on the Matriarch’s face right now.
This guy!
This hopeless guy!!
If you wanted to secretly brew some tea, why not just do it quietly on your own?! Why shout it out in front of everyone?!
Sure, it was indeed a method to quickly rouse the Matriarch’s consciousness, but it was far too outrageous! So outrageous that no normal creature could ever have done such a thing!
"Everyone, listen up!"
Sir Aiwen, flustered and exasperated, urgently issued a directive to all the Night Doctors connected to him.
"You heard nothing in the mental space just now, understand?! If anyone dares to spread this, you’ll face military tribunal! Do you hear me?!"
All the Night Doctors nodded stiffly and mechanically.
Without a doubt.
This was definitely not the kind of gossip they could afford to touch!
Too twisted!
They were playing way too twisted!
