Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Chapter 321: Chapter 208 He Always Carries Everything Alone_3
 

“But before he could step out of the doorway, the young woman behind him who looked deeply anxious suddenly spoke up: “I, I am here to report a crime!”

The clergyman said helplessly, “Ma’am, this is a church, not a police station. If you wish to report a crime, you should…”

“But, but the lady who claims to be Tiya Yohusti specifically instructed me to come to the nearest Silent Church to report it!”

The lady raised her voice slightly.

In an instant, Priest Andrew’s steps halted abruptly, and he turned around in astonishment: “What did you say?!”

Seemingly feeling that this did not sufficiently convey the importance he attached to this information, he quickly turned back to face the lady, took a deep breath, and asked in as gentle a tone as possible, “Please, tell me everything you know.”

“Don’t worry, this is the church, no one will do anything to you here, your safety will be unprecedentedly protected.”

Upon hearing this, the woman hesitated for a few seconds, then visibly relaxed: “Well, that’s good… Here’s what happened, I am a server at the Bluetine Hotel, located three blocks away at 19 Gusiluo Street, usually responsible for helping guests clean their rooms.”

“However, just now, as I was removing a plate from the doorstep of a newly checked-in guest, I inadvertently discovered a note hidden underneath, with the words ‘Save me’ written on it.”

“Out of curiosity, while that guest left the room, I quietly snuck in, and then I saw a very young lady who appeared to be kidnapped, bound hand and foot and confined in the room. Upon seeing me, she…”

The waitress’s voice was very fast, with many parts unclear and full of doubts.

However, for Priest Andrew and all the clergy present, these doubts could all be explained away with various reasons and excuses.

Or perhaps, more believable than the version involving the Holy Maiden fleeing with Lynn that the waitress presented, was the truth.

Could it be that the nuns who survived in the old factory had been bewitched by the demon named Lynn Bartleion using an Evil Technique, leading them to report a false situation?

Could it be that our Holy Daughter was the one who had been kidnapped, who had tried with all her might to resist, but was still in vain and severely injured?

Could it be that she never once ceased to struggle or bowed her head to the forces of evil?

Could it be that all of this was a misunderstanding by the Church and the public?

This really is…

Thinking of Holy Daughter now still suffering under the cruel hands of that murderer who killed the Prince, Priest Andrew was nearly bursting with rage.

Lynn Bartleion, the Silent Church stands against you!!!

With this thought in mind, he gratefully smiled at the waitress and then changed his previous instruction.

“Immediately mobilize everyone, join me to Bluetine Hotel, and we must safely rescue the Holy Daughter!!!”

“Yes!!!”

For a moment, the whole Samuel Cathedral buzzed with clergy moving back and forth, preparing for the potentially terrible battle to come.

Witnessing the scene before her, the waitress suddenly shivered from head to toe, as if awakening from some false pretense.

Recalling the young boy with glowing red eyes lying in bed this afternoon, she still felt a chill in her heart.

It seemed that she had become entangled in some troublesome matters.

Although she was clear that the actual situation in the room was not as she had described, and everything was merely the boy’s manipulation and arrangement.

But at this juncture, she didn’t want to reveal the truth and complicate matters further.

She, therefore, hurriedly bid farewell to the clergy and quickly left the place.

…

When Tiya, now in disguise, returned to the hotel and came to the door of the room, she did not rush to open it immediately.

Taking out a small makeup mirror from her pocket, with the faint flickering light of the corridor, she inspected her current appearance.

Her complexion was still a bit pale, as though she had lost too much blood, but there was nothing else about her that seemed abnormal to others.

It was the wound on her shoulder that throbbed with piercing pain, causing her eyebrows to knit together subconsciously from time to time, looking pitiable.

The knife slash in the Black Street Market, Tiya had ultimately dodged it.

Even so, she had paid the price with the scar on her shoulder.

Regrettably, due to the urgency of the situation at the time, there was no opportunity to capture the assassin for interrogation, and Tiya had to quickly arrange a burial for Julie before the official Transcendents arrived and then leave the Black Street Market.

Furthermore, that dagger seemed to be some kind of Sealed Object with unusual effects.

No matter how she treated it afterward, the wound seemed unable to heal, and even emitted a faint smell of decay.

If she could not remove the curse on it for a long time, it might even threaten her life.

For now, she could only use her Extraordinary Power to resist it.

However, healing this injury was not difficult, after all, she just had to take the Moonlight Original Liquid from Frank’s Storage Magic Device.

But as soon as she thought about it, Tiya immediately dismissed the idea.

Holding the bottle containing the Moonlight Original Liquid in her pocket, for some reason, the corners of her mouth curled into a subtle smile.

As if anticipating the surprise and joy she would see on that person’s face when she calmly handed him the potion later.

The next moment, however, Tiya snapped back to reality as she gazed upon her soft expression reflected in the makeup mirror and was momentarily stunned.

She took a deep breath, gently raised her uninjured hand to rub the corners of her eyes, trying to dispel the tender expression on her face, to make herself look as indifferent as usual.

After triple-checking that there was nothing unusual about her reflection in the mirror, Tiya finally set her mind at ease, grasped the cold brass doorknob, and slowly opened the door.