Miss Witch looked over.
In her bright red eyes, there seemed to be a flame that would never be extinguished.
That flame was named hatred.
Although she stressed the need to distinguish between herself at two different points in time,
at this moment, Lynn still felt the image of Miss Witch overlap vaguely with that of the antagonist Imperial Princess in his memory.
One's memory can always be updated, but their essence is ultimately difficult to change.
Even after a hundred thousand years of settling, she became cold and indifferent, losing that extreme and crazy side of her past.
But in the end, she was still Ivyst.
The eternal flame of hatred hidden in Miss Witch's heart was growing stronger with time, and one day it would ignite herself and the whole world.
Lynn's heartbeat quickened slightly.
Ever since he was taken under Ivyst's command, Lynn had been anticipating that such a scene might occur.
As the leading lackey of the antagonist camp, he would inevitably confront the hero, Xiya Asolan, and the many female leads of the original narrative.
It was actually the very thing he was least willing to see.
But things would never go according to his plan.
Unwittingly, he had become so tightly bound with Ivyst and Miss Witch.
Feeling the terrifying emotions hidden in the depths of Miss Witch's eyes, Lynn shuddered.
For Imperial Princess Ivyst, her feelings towards Hillena might just be jealousy and hatred.
After all, she only had twenty-three years of life experience.
But for Miss Witch, including the insignificant hatred of Ivyst's and all the pain and despair she suffered in the future, all had fermented over a hundred thousand years.
The hatred born from being nailed to the wall by the Holy Sword in the stagnant waters of the dungeon for hundreds of years was enough to be unforgettable for a lifetime.
If it were Lynn, he would have flayed and skinned those enemies even in death, wishing to drink their blood and devour their flesh.
And such deep-seated hatred occurred not just once over those hundred thousand years.
Words are not enough to describe the extremes of hatred in Miss Witch's heart.
During the tens of thousands of years imprisoned in the Pantheon, she was constantly subjected to such torment and agony.
And now, she saw hope.
Still, Miss Witch's way of expressing emotions was subtle and restrained, unlike the extreme and fierce ways of Ivyst.
She clenched her pale, slender fingers tightly, gradually pushing down the surge of hatred that had momentarily risen.
As if she had returned to that cool and noble Miss Witch.
"I'm sorry," she said flatly, "I frightened you just now."
Lynn shook his head to show his understanding.
Then he spoke again, "Miss Witch, if I want to break these chains, does that mean I need to exert a certain influence on them at the actual time point?"
"Indeed," Miss Witch slowly walked down the steps and stood in front of Lynn, "You are an 'impurity' that is incompatible with the world."
"And through the recent attempts, I have confirmed something."
"Not only me, including Hillena and others, as an 'impurity,' you have the power to change the destiny of everyone in the world."
"The time point you are currently in is just the beginning of the King's election, a full hundred thousand years from now."
"At that time, Hillena and the others, as well as the hero Xiya, were all very weak," Lynn took over, "Compared to a hundred thousand years later, is it easier to alter their destinies at this current time point because they have not yet been set?"
In other words, it's the idea that deviating the story plot would be easier.
He seemed to realize something.
Perhaps, changing only Ivyst's destiny was the wrong choice.
Even if her storyline deviation was maximized, Miss Witch's side had only increased by 10%.
The remaining 90% of the deviation might be found on those main characters deeply intertwined with the original story.
After all, there's definitely more than just the Princess in this world with S-rank story roles.
"Do I need to kill them?"
Although he knew this was impossible, Lynn still asked, feigning confusion.
Because what Miss Witch would say next would determine his future choices.
Existing within the will of the world, Lynn had no doubts that if he really took up a sword to kill the original female leads when they were very weak, even just having the thought would trigger the corrective force's intervention.
When that happened, something unimaginable would certainly occur.
For example, a Fifth Rank Legend, a Sixth Rank Demigod or even higher Rank powers might suddenly appear and execute him without explanation.
Even with Ivyst's protection, Lynn didn't believe he could survive.
Moreover, there are divine descents in this world.
If things got utterly out of hand, any deity could simply slap him dead, and it would be considered normal.
So, killing those main characters from the original story was definitely not a feasible approach.
And if Miss Witch insisted that he do so, it would be like being blinded by hatred, forcing him onto a path that leads to certain death.
Fortunately, Miss Witch never seemed to consider such a dangerous notion.
"Fate is not something that can be easily changed," Miss Witch glanced at him, her expression calm, "And as I said just now, I won't allow you to engage in those dangerous acts again."