Clearly, he had already heard about everything that had just happened at the Royal Transcendent Academy.
For this son of the Bartleion family, who had long fallen from grace, Marquis Fred hadn't expected him to still have the strength to suddenly lash out and take a vicious bite out of the Mosgla family.
However, he really couldn't see any hope for the guy to turn the tables.
The next second, accompanied by a dignified and deep voice that descended from above, an invisible power instantly spread throughout the entire Council Hall, instilling a sense of awe from the depths of everyone's hearts.
"Lynn Bartleion, do you know your crime?"
What to do, what to do, what to do?!!
So scary, so scary, so scary!!!
Left alone in her spot, most people's gazes were attracted by her brother, leaving only a few lingering on her.
Eleanor lowered her head, trembling slightly, making it impossible for anyone to see her appearance or expression.
At this moment, simply standing in place already took all of her effort.
She feared that in the next second, she would be torn apart by the murderous gaze not far from her.
However, recalling the words her brother had entrusted to her in the carriage, and the resolute look in his eyes as he left, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Believe in my brother, he would definitely not deceive me.
If she could win the favor and goodwill of the Princess, perhaps that would equate to completing the mission her brother had given her.
But how could she possibly win her favor?
Her brother hadn't mentioned the specifics, and even seemed a bit embarrassed when bringing up the topic, as if recalling some humiliating memory.
Although Eleanor was filled with confusion, she treated it as a test he had set for her.
Her heart pounded fiercely.
Yet in this moment, the young lady of the Bartleion family gradually calmed down.
Suddenly, a cold call reached her ears.
Eleanor's body trembled slightly, but after pondering, she eventually didn't resist the command.
So she slowly walked toward the direction of the Imperial Princess.
Upon reflection, this scene felt a bit like a mistress, hidden from the light, being caught in the act by the legitimate wife, didn't it?
Eleanor was at a loss for words.
However, her thoughts were still racing.
Although it was their first meeting, for some reason, she perceived that her initial good impression in the eyes of the Princess was very low.
Her brother was deeply trusted by the Princess, yet she, as his sister, was loathed?
Eleanor seemed to have a guess.
At this moment, she activated the wit that had been cultivated by countless romance novels.
If Lynn knew what the little girl was thinking right now, he would probably break out into cold sweat, while exclaiming how all the women around him were so adept at wild imagination.
In fact, in order to win the favor of the Princess, Eleanor only needed to tell her that she was Lynn's sister.
Knowing this, the Princess would naturally treat her as one of her own.
Unfortunately, at this moment, Eleanor's train of thoughts raced on like a runaway wild horse.
The only possibility that could cause a woman to irrationally dislike another woman... was a misunderstanding involving a man!
In an instant, Eleanor felt like she had found the crux of the issue.
Meanwhile, a glint of shock flashed in her eyes.
Could this esteemed Highness possibly be harboring a secret affection for her brother?!
Unable to act on her love, and compounded by their disparate statuses, she who was an Imperial Princess could only bury the bitterness and sourness of romance deep in her heart, unable to find relief. Just catching a glimpse of him from afar was enough to fill her day with joy.
But this, too, was an unavoidable circumstance.
Who could blame her brother for being so impressive?
If they weren't related by blood, even Eleanor would have found it hard to resist... No, that's off-topic!
Quick, think! What do I have that could earn the Princess's approval and favor?
Apart from this face that bears a striking resemblance to my brother's, there's only one thing left.
With this thought in mind, Eleanor, who had been slowly walking up to Ivyst, came up with a plan.
Feeling the varied expressions of those around the Princess, her heart pounded fiercely.
But there was no turning back now.
The next moment, under everyone's gaze, Eleanor slowly lifted her head, revealing her own features for the first time to these people.
Simultaneously, her lips parted slightly, a timid voice emerging almost shyly.
"Sis, Sister-in-law?"
This sudden call left Glaya and Morris, the two brothers, completely dumbfounded.
And if Lynn were here at this moment, he would most likely have fainted from shock.
I was trying to get her approval, not have her recognize this too, hey!
Already troubled by the heavy weight of the Princess's love, the situation was about to become utterly uncontrollable.
Truly a woman of the Bartleion family.
Adept at setting traps for her brother.
Sadly, at this moment Eleanor was unaware of the reaction her brother might have upon learning of this.
She believed she had made the right choice.
And indeed, from Ivyst's perspective, it was.
Staring at the girl's tearful, pitiable appearance, and at her face that so closely resembled Lynn's delicate features, for some reason, Ivyst felt the rage and murderous intent in her heart dissipate into thin air.
She... she called me Sister-in-law?
At this moment, that thought echoed in her mind, unwilling to fade away.
Though she had already publicly proclaimed Lynn as her future King Consort, it was clear to everyone that this was not truly acknowledged.
Even if she harbored such a desire, Ivyst knew that Lynn himself did not accept this role.
After all, his heart still held a place for the Doomsday Witch.
As long as that despicable woman stood between them, it would be difficult for her to turn this wish into reality.
Thus, it was more of a unilateral ploy she used to declare her sovereignty before others.
But the term of endearment that Eleanor had now offered held a slightly different meaning.
As Lynn's true sister, the two shared an unbreakable blood relationship.
With the acknowledgement from a family member, the solidity of this relationship was further cemented.
Moreover, this was the first time she had received recognition from a member of Lynn's family.
The atmosphere fell into an inexplicable silence.
After a short while, a faint blush appeared on Ivyst's fair cheeks.
It was strikingly beautiful.
(ps: There was supposed to be one more chapter, but as the fever has not subsided, I truly can't write it. I am issuing this five-thousand-word chapter first with apologies. If the fever subsides tomorrow, I will make up a ten-thousand-word chapter.)