Chapter 208 Lin En, the lowly "impurity"

As the door of the hotel was slowly knocked, Lin En came back to his senses from his long meditation.

At this moment, the setting sun outside the window dyes the furnishings in the room a light orange, making it look quiet and solemn.

Calculating the time, six or seven hours have passed since the Lie Swallower was used to give the waitress psychological hints.

This time was enough for her to complete the first order she had given.

In this case, there is only one possibility for the person knocking on the door.

"Come in."

Lynn, who was lying on the bed, raised her voice slightly.

The person outside the door seemed to have heard his voice. He was silent for dozens of seconds, perhaps out of excitement or something else, and then he gently turned the doorknob.

As the door was slowly opened a crack, a blond boy poked his head in stealthily, looking at something furtively.

When he saw the sickly young man lying on the bed, he was stunned at first, then he closed the door and strode in.

As he walked, he pulled out a belt from his waist and said, "I finally found you, kid. Don't say anything. Come back with me to see His Highness now."

As he spoke, the other party quickly walked to Lynn's bed, grabbed his wrist, and tried to tie the boy's hands with a belt.

While tying him up, he was still mumbling something: "Damn it, you are so cool, you just disappear without a care, but you got us into trouble!"

"Not to mention that I have hardly had a good night's sleep recently, and several unlucky people who ran into Her Highness's gun were severely punished by her and almost lost their lives."

The blond boy seemed to have a lot of complaints in his heart, so he expressed them all out at once.

However, to his surprise, his friend did not resist at all during the entire process.

This was totally inconsistent with his psychological expectations.

As I recall, when the two had just met at the border, the other party staged a god-level operation by kidnapping the princess.

Now that I want to capture him back, even if I am weak, I should resist.

Thinking of this, the blond boy let go of the other party and said helplessly: "I'm not saying that you make others feel unsuccessful, but at least I will consider your resistance as your effort, okay?"

However, Lynn just chuckled: "Long time no see, Graya."

That's right.

The handwritten letter delivered by the waitress was handed to his good brother.

In the entire Glostin, there are not many people he can trust. Except for Eleanor and Tia, most of them are Ivester's subordinates.

Only Graya was closer to me, so I chose to ask him for help first.

Seeing this, Graya lost his temper, sighed softly, then patted his butt, sat cross-legged on the floor next to Lynn's bed, and looked at him carefully.

Obviously, he didn't really want to capture Lin En back.

"This is the first time I've seen you like this."

After observing Lynn's complexion for a while, Graya clicked his tongue.

This was the first time that Lin En, who was omnipotent in his mind, fell into such a desperate situation, even to the point of asking him for help.

Thinking about it carefully, I was actually secretly happy.

But then he scratched his head and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell on you?"

"What do you think?"

Hearing this, Lynn pursed her lips.

Of course I am afraid.

Although Graya was the one who was closest to him, he was still Ivester's subordinate after all.

The reason why he was chosen was simply because compared to Afia and Milani, this guy was much less likely to tell on others.

nonsense.

If those two little girls knew that he was fighting so hard for a woman he had never heard of, they would be considered gentle if they did not bring Tia to Ivester.

But even so, the possibility of Graya snitching is not zero.

So Lynn's move was somewhat of a gamble.

After all, before this, he had been struggling with Tia's affairs and didn't know what choice he should make.

In a sense, the choice is left to fate.

Ever since he used Pines' cards, he had the ability to see through the thread of fate, and thus he believed more that those illusory things were real, and even the will of the world could not be completely controlled.

Otherwise, how could there be any deviation from the system and plot? If after handing over the letter, he was waiting for an angry Yvesette, then Lin En, who was already struggling, decided to give up resistance.

He really couldn't see that without the help of Miss Witch, he had any chance of winning against Beatrice.

Of course, this is based on the premise of giving up using the Moment of Fall on Tia.

Because she had said that night that she would rather accept her inevitable death than become a puppet without her own will.

Lynn decided to respect her choice.

However, nothing that was expected happened.

As agreed, Graya came to the hotel alone to meet him.

This means that those things he couldn't decide finally have answers.

In this case, we will continue to be stubborn and crazy to the end.

Lynn felt a little lost, but also a little relieved.

"How is your highness? I think everything is fine, right?"

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of Yvesette.

Hearing this, Graya pulled the corner of his mouth with a fake smile: "Haha."

Everything is implied.

Lin En took a deep breath and said to himself with forced calmness: "I'm just disappearing for a few days. Your Highness is so gentle and considerate, he will definitely understand me."

"Even if you say so, I won't tell her." Graya looked at him with some pity. "By the way, His Highness has started a project in your house. I heard from Afia and the others that it seems that he wants to transform the basement into a dark solitary cell or something."

"As for who they were trying to detain, I didn't dare to ask, and they didn't dare to say."

“.”

For a moment, an atmosphere of silence lingered between the two.

Before he knew it, Lynn felt his back soaked with cold sweat and his heart was beating wildly.

Oh shit, is that woman sick again?

Recalling the memories that were unsealed by Miss Witch, Lin En couldn't help but feel a little scared.

However, things have come to this point. Since Tia took him away, there is no room for turning back.

Right now, he could only try his best not to think about what would happen next.

So Lin En changed the subject somewhat abruptly: "By the way, did you bring the thing I asked you to bring?"

Hearing this, Graya, who was laughing just now, suddenly became serious.

He looked at Lin En for a while without saying a word, then frowned: "Although I don't know why you didn't return to the manor, and I don't know what you are going to do next. But from what I know about you, it will probably be something dangerous."

"Can't we just not do it? Or, go back to Her Highness and apologize, and let her come up with a solution together?"

Graya sat upright and looked at Lin En very seriously.

He doesn't have many friends, and even fewer who have saved his life.

"That's impossible, Graya."

Lynn shook her head.

After all, there was no way to ask Her Royal Highness for help in this matter, and I couldn't even say it out loud.

After all, strictly speaking, she was disobeying the orders of her future self by saving an enemy who would be extremely hostile to her in the future.

Although it is confusing, this is actually the case.

Seeing this, Graya frowned even deeper: "Even if you want to do it, why do you have to risk your life every time and ignore those who will worry about you?"

"I wanted to tell you before, but you know, in my opinion, this behavior is extremely arrogant!"

Having said that, as someone whose life had been saved by Lin En, he was also very clear that he was not in a position to accuse him in this way.

But as a friend, Graya didn't want to see this guy getting into danger again and again and not taking his own life seriously.

Hearing this, Lin En was stunned for a few seconds, then sighed softly.

It was somewhat beyond his expectation that Graya would say this.

You can call him arrogant or call him the arrogance of a time traveler.

But in fact, Lin En knew very well in his heart that these were just words to comfort himself.

In the final analysis, the enemies he encountered along the way were almost all demigods with the highest level possible.

Those people's strength and energy are far greater than his own.

If you want to win these games where the weak defeats the strong, no matter how you despise them strategically, you must at least give them the attention they deserve.

Betting everything on himself is the greatest respect that Lynn can show.

Rather, as the weaker party, he always wanted to put himself in a safe position and plot against the gods behind the scenes. This was the arrogance beyond measure and would eventually lead to a big fall.

Therefore, there was not much that Lin En could do except to gamble his life.

Fortunately, judging from the results, he won the bet every time.

Seeing that his friend had fallen into silence again, as if he was unwilling to open his heart to anyone, Graya felt a little embarrassed and could only scratch his head.

After a moment of silence, he gave up resistance and said, "I'm really impressed by you."

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As he spoke, he pulled out a box from his arms and threw it to Lin En.

"Take what you want."

Feeling the heavy wooden box, Lin En's eyes lit up slightly: "Thank you, my brothers are over there, goodbye."

Graya was stunned: "You are killing the donkey after it has done its work!"

"Ahem, I think the atmosphere is a bit tense, so I'm thinking of easing it a bit." Lin En grinned, then his expression suddenly became serious, "Anyway, thank you."

"It's from Cao Li."

Graya waved his hand impatiently.

Then Lynn opened the wooden box in his hand.

What came into view was a transparent semi-solid mass that was wriggling like a quagmire.

What's surprising is that its movements are chaotic and random, like a piece of slime, but it has a certain degree of intelligence.

"This is a part cut off from the young of the swamp monster." Graya also looked at the sticky thing. "Although it can barely be considered an extraordinary creature, it belongs to the bottom of the food chain in the entire mystical world. Even slightly aggressive beasts will not be afraid of this thing, so it is also known as the 'shame of the extraordinary' and the 'weakest creature'."

"By the way, what on earth do you want this thing for?"

It was clear that Graya was curious.

Not only did this guy not ask for any elixir to heal his injuries, he also didn't ask for those powerful sealing objects. However, for Lin En at the moment, these things were undoubtedly very important no matter what he was going to do next.

This left Graya confused.

Extraordinary shame? Hearing Graya's words, for some reason, Lin En smiled knowingly.

In a sense, it is somewhat related to his title of "the shame of the nobility".

Once again, he felt the precise coincidence of fate.

"Of course it's to heal the wound."

Lynn replied.

"Treat your wound?" Graya was a little surprised. "Then why don't you just let me bring you a bottle of Moonlight Liquid?"

"The injuries on my body cannot be healed by things like Moonlight Liquid."

As he spoke, Lynn slowly took off his clothes, revealing his lean and muscular body.

At this moment, his entire body was covered with traces of bloodstains, deep enough to see the bones, as if he was tightly entangled by some invisible and intangible threads. Blood was flowing, and after a moment, it seemed as if time was reversed and it flowed back into the body, over and over again.

But it's not just the surface of the body.

Every inch of Lin En's flesh and blood, even his bones and heart, were experiencing this excruciating pain like being cut by a knife, without stopping for a moment.

Although I can comfort myself by saying "just think of it as accumulating painful energy", it is still a bit hard to bear.

Especially after being weakened by Miss Witch, otherwise Lynn Bartleon would have been wiped out due to excessive use of the power of destiny.

This is the price of using the Juezhi Master.

Moonlight Essence can only heal injuries on the body once, and it only treats "injuries".

The changes happening to Lin En right now are more like some kind of punishment derived from the law of causality, and naturally cannot be recovered by things like healing potions.

When he saw the injuries on his body for the first time, Lin En subconsciously recalled the scene he saw in the dungeon of Orne City that day when he first used the Liar Eater.

In the picture, an unknown being named "Prisoner of Fate" seems to be suffering a similar punishment.

But the number and size of those threads were more than a billion times greater than what he had at the moment? He probably had some kind of connection with that illusory mysterious being, but all this was not what he needed to consider urgently at the moment.

"You probably don't want to see the next scene."

This time, Lin En issued the order to evict the guest without joking.

Hearing the seriousness in his words, Graya was stunned for a few seconds, then he sighed and slowly stood up.

Looking at Lin En's pale face, he really wanted to say something at this moment, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.

"Anyway, come back alive."

Hearing this, Lin En grinned: "Of course, who do you think I am?"

After watching Graya leave, Lynn gradually put away the smile on his face as he looked at the room that had returned to silence.

Although judging from the results, he still seems to be fighting alone, but the people he saved along the way are not fake.

You can see it from the black threads on Graya's body.

The silk threads of normal people are all translucent, emitting a strange and dreamy color, but the people who were supposed to die in the city of Orne are different.

Graya and others who were destined to die, suffered a deflection in their own fate and managed to survive.

This also makes the silk threads on their bodies different from those of ordinary people.

in other words.

Fate is not static, and there is no such thing as a destined tragedy.

I hope it's not too late.

Lynn slowly pulled out Pines' cards from his pocket.

As mentioned before, the most urgent task is to suppress the injuries and restore the minimum ability to move freely.

So next, he was going to conduct an experiment that had never been done before.

In the fate master mode, he can connect the fate threads of all things to each other and achieve the means of transferring states.

But all this is based on a certain premise.

The grafting between silk threads can only be carried out between individuals with similar destinies.

For example, at the old factory, Lin En grafted the thread of destiny from the fourth prince Joshua onto the body of the limb transplanter.

Among all the people present at that time, except Tia, who had a destiny weight far beyond everyone else, the others did not even appear in the original work, so they were naturally not worth mentioning and could not be used as grafting objects.

In other words, if one wants to transfer the causal punishment imposed on oneself to another individual using the nesting doll method, one must first find an existence whose fate is similar in weight to one's own.

If Graya knew this condition, he would probably want to know what kind of existence could have a similar weight of destiny as Linn.

Not only him, but also Ivester and others, and even those enemies who have suffered at the hands of Lin En, might be curious about the answer to this question.

And now, the answer is obvious.

Just as Miss Witch had commented on him before.

Boys don't even exist in the past or the future, they only exist in the present.

To the entire river of time and even the will of the world, this guy is more like some kind of "impurity".

Since it is an impurity, it should naturally have the same fate weight as impurities.

This is his punishment, and also a ruthless mockery of the world's will towards this daring rebel.

There could be no fate more ignoble than his.

Sad, yet funny.

However, even knowing this fact, Lin En did not become pessimistic.

Looking at the swamp creature named "Shame of the Extraordinary" and "The Weakest Creature" in the box, he smiled slightly.

Who says impurities can’t change everything? “Buzz!”

The next second, as the cards at his fingertips bloomed with dreamy colors, the boy's body was suddenly covered by endless silk threads.

(End of this chapter)