Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Chapter 261: Chapter 185: Lynn’s Ultimate Trump Card_2

“Let go of me!”

He clenched his teeth, suppressing the panic and anger in his heart, trying to maintain the dignity befitting a prince.

However, the other party did not respond to his plea.@@novelbin@@

Moreover, with the help of the moonlight, Joshua vaguely saw this person examining him with a chilling gaze.

Although he was smiling, there was no trace of amusement in his eyes.

It was as if a butcher was sizing up a pig for slaughter, chilling him to the bone.

The last time he saw Lynn with that look in his eyes was at the entrance of the substitute punisher’s headquarters.

He had looked at him in that way and then remarked, “You must be very pleased.”

After that, the situation quickly went downhill.

Could it be that this guy was preparing to do something crazy again?!

Joshua’s heart pounded violently.

With this thought in mind, an overwhelming instinct to survive compelled him to speak up, “Whatever you’re planning to do, think it through thoroughly before you proceed!”

“Taking a prince hostage is already an unforgivable crime, I hope you’ll pull back from the brink and not make matters worse, otherwise…”

“Otherwise what?” Lynn patted his face and laughed, “By your own words, it’s already a capital offense, what difference would a few more charges make?”

“Like, say, torturing a prince to death?”

Joshua’s body trembled slightly, and the terror within almost made it impossible for him to maintain his composure.

Perhaps the hatred between the two had been irreconcilable from the start.

After all, he had personally taken part in the events that stripped the Divine-given factor from Lynn, and he had also participated in the persecution of the Bartleion family afterward.

To make matters worse, he had repeatedly forced Eleanor to have her blood drawn for his experiments.

And just this morning, in collaboration with the Imperial Council, he threatened Lynn’s liberty and life to force Ivyst into a corner, pushing their conflict to its peak.

Thinking it over, it was surprising that he was still alive.

That being said, the fear of death is a natural human trait.

At least, upon realizing he had not easily perished, a glimmer of hope ignited in Fourth Prince Joshua’s heart.

“Aren’t you afraid of dying at all?” he took a deep breath, trying to calm the nervousness and turmoil in his heart, “We’ve just reunited as siblings, and our father’s life and death remain uncertain. Under such circumstances, can you really forsake all other possibilities just to quench a momentary impulse, not even caring about your own life?”

After saying these words, he stared at Lynn’s profile, trying to detect any sign of impact from his expression.

However, as the minutes passed, Joshua’s hope sank progressively deeper.

“Do you think I would die here over such trivial issues?”

Seeming to sense his intentions, Lynn shook his head.

“Trivial issues?” Joshua felt it absurd. “Are you saying that killing an Imperial Councilor in the streets and kidnapping a prince are trivial, non-capital offenses?”

He looked incredulously at Lynn.

“That’s not quite accurate because Councilman Blake is not dead. He’s just permanently crippled due to the breaking of the eighteenth and nineteenth vertebrae, which will likely confine him to his bed for all personal needs in the future.”

The opponent recounted these horrifying details in a nonchalant tone.

That was the head of the Cortes Family, a respected and fearsome Imperial Councilor!

In this country, they are among the elite at the very top of the food chain!

Even as the Fourth Prince, awaiting ascension to the throne, he had to maintain humility in the presence of such individuals.

With this in mind, Joshua tried to stall for time, asking, “Even if you haven’t killed him, our father the Emperor will never tolerate someone who repeatedly challenges his authority living in this world.”

It seemed that there was no intention from the other side to let him go; he could only try to use other means to save himself.

And stalling for time was undoubtedly the most sensible option.

Although Glostit was vast, over the years, intense infiltration by various powers had already made it possible to find two people in the vast Imperial Capital without much difficulty.

Lynn chuckled, “Of course, he would not tolerate someone who repeatedly challenges his authority living in this world… However, you seem to have misunderstood who the real challenger is.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means nothing,” Lynn said casually, paying attention to the movements around him, “Just remarking that those seated in the Imperial Council are a bunch of old foxes.”

“Compared to them, Councilman Blake is still too young. Being goaded into taking a stand over such trivial matters and trying to retaliate against our Highness without knowing the consequences… doesn’t he realize who our Highness actually collects taxes for?”

“He didn’t consider that after killing one of the major culprits behind the perennial embezzlement of border taxes, whether the Emperor would be pleased or enraged.”

He seemed to be musing to himself, yet explaining something to Joshua.

The relationship between the Imperial Council and the Emperor could be considered both hierarchical and yet distinctly separate.

The struggle for power between the Royal Family and the nobility had been endless since ancient times.

Even the current upheaval might be part of Saint Laurent VI’s scheme to use others to accomplish his aims.

Probably since encouraging Ivyst to focus on matters related to the Helimus Mausoleum, all subsequent developments had likely been anticipated by him.

Regrettably, Lynn hadn’t fallen for it, and had only managed to leave Councilman Blake permanently crippled.