In the era before the ancient empire disintegrated, magitech devices had once developed rapidly.
But as the Church rose to power and Mount Malnar also fell under its control, this developnt abruptly stagnated.
However, before the stagnation, there were still many magitech devices that could exert powerful or special abilities that had been created.
These high-value ancient magitech devices were collectively known as Relics.
And as the eldest grandson of the forr Elector, the Grand Duke of Imperial Shore, Lynn had been gifted a Relic at birth.
Its na was the "Sealing Necklace," and it could emit a curse ray that sealed the magic or Battle Aura of the person hit by it, making it more advanced than the magic-suppressing collars that only sealed magic.
Although it had a ti limit, considering that it could take effect without needing to be worn around the other party's neck, it was truly worthy of the na Relic.
"Hah!"
Lynn let out a loud shout, straightened his upper body, and then raised one of his hands.
As he had expected, the red vertical pupils subconsciously focused on that raised hand.
The mont her attention shifted, as Lynn's hand on his chest pressed a specific spot on the necklace, a ray of light suddenly shot out.
"Damn it!"
The princess subconsciously wanted to dodge, but at this distance and caught off guard, there was simply no ti.
Just like that, the ray of light hit her chest without any obstruction.
"Cunning bald monkey!"
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【Favorability: -10 (Doesn't fight with martial virtue!)】
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‘Was it fighting with martial virtue to try and solo-kill just because you have magic!’
While Lynn was complaining in his heart, the annoyed Princess Ai'na had already raised her jade-like hand, attempting to cast a spell.
However, nothing happened.
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【Magic Level: D-Rank (Sealed)】
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"Hehehe! It's useless, your magic has already been sealed by this Relic!"
Lynn stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, and laughed wildly and unscrupulously.
"A Relic, is it? This kind of ranged seal must have ti and charging limitations, am I right?"
Ai'na spoke with apparent calmness, but the huge tail swinging wildly behind her proved that her heart was not so calm.
Indeed, this kind of seal was essentially a dark magic curse. Without the maintenance of sufficient magic, it would be lifted in half an hour at most.
The reason the magic-suppressing collars could be effective almost permanently was because the Church had mastered a special technique that allowed the collar to use the witch's own magic in reverse to maintain the curse magic.
However, this was enough!
"Take this! Palermo Combat Technique, Third Form!"
As a noble who had received an elite education, he had mastered the ancient martial art of the Elcasinoreas family.
Although in his mory he was not as good as his younger brother and completely no match for Iyanna, dealing with a princess who didn't know Battle Aura would surely be a piece of cake.
‘Never thought of this, did you? The soundproof secret room ford by your ice magic has now beco my cage!’
"Thump! Thump! Smack!"
After the sound of an intense fight, a tragic scream followed.
"Guah!"
And the one who scread was precisely Lynn, who was sent flying backward.
That's right, Ai'na was indeed a princess who knew magic.
But she was a Dragonborn.
Retracting the huge tail she had swung forward, Ai'na tilted up her pure white neck and revealed a teasing sneer.
"It seems I can only execute you with my own hands.
This is truly...
Just what I wanted!"
A crazed smile appeared on that peerless face.
In an instant, she tore open her cumberso long dress, revealing well-proportioned and full thighs, as well as dragon-shaped lower legs covered in pure white scales.
Looking at the sharp claws twitching at the front of her slender feet, Lynn swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
No, a frontal fight was impossible against this battle-crazed madwoman.
Whether it was her dragon claws or her tail, both were terrifying weapons.
Damn it, why was the combat power of demi-humans so strong?
No wonder their territory was so small, yet they had fought with Milan for over a hundred years.
Wait, demi-human? Tail?
Lynn's gaze focused.
With his world-shaking wisdom, a bold idea had already taken shape.
"I still don't understand! What's the use of killing at all! There is absolutely no positive return!"
He assud his previous stance and shouted at the princess.
This was not simply to distract her, but his genuine confusion.
Killing him would inevitably lead to the deterioration of Frost-Milan relations, and the Viscount would not hand over his attendant, Iyanna, to this murderous princess either.
This completely did not conform to normal logical thinking.
And after hearing Lynn's question, the veins on Ai'na's forehead gradually bulged.
He was asking why?
He was actually asking why!
She was a scion of the great dragons.
She was the monarch of the polar regions.
She was the Lord of Frost who would soon lead the subjects of old to break their shackles and return to their peak!
And she, such a beautiful, noble, and holy flower of the snowfields, was actually, actually...
attacked by a human with a bucket of feces!
"Unforgivable... Absolutely unforgivable!"
The furious Ai'na suddenly rushed toward Lynn, her blood-red eyes filled with endless sha, anger, and killing intent.
Although he still didn't understand why the other party was so hell-bent on fighting him to the death, Lynn had achieved the effect he wanted.
Now's the ti!
"Palermo Combat Technique, Tenth Form!"
In front of the Dragonborn princess who was charging over like an isekai truck, Lynn suddenly changed his posture, sidestepping to dodge her charged-up kick.
Then, his entire body gave up on defense and lunged forward, assuming a grappling stance.
‘Trying to grab her hands and feet?’
Ai'na sneered, raising the tail behind her...
And then, she was shocked to see that the other party was lunging straight for her pure white tail.
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"Has the exchange between the princess and the baron been going on for a bit long?"
For so reason, Viscount Milangell felt his right eyelid twitching constantly.
"No matter, Her Highness may be having a deeper exchange with that baron."
The attendants, who knew the determination of the furious Her Highness Ai'na, replied as such.
In their view, that human was highly likely paying the price for his defiling act.
Seeing that even the princess's guards were not in a hurry, the Viscount could only open his mouth and continue to wait restlessly.
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"Nn... ah... you... bastard..."
Lynn, who was tightly grappling the huge tail in his arms, was so tired he was panting with his tongue out.
It seed that no matter what kind of demi-human it was, the underlying code was the sa.
"Huff huff, I'm exhausted."
To prevent the princess lying prone on the ground from throwing him off by swinging her tail with all her might, he had to tightly grasp the lower part of those scales to ensure his body was fixed.
But the harder he used his strength, the stronger the whip-like tail struggled.
And then he had to use even more strength, falling into a recursive loop.
Besides that, her body temperature was also inexplicably rising in a straight line.
Originally, the surface of her scales was like ice, but now it had beco scalding hot.
Looking up, the other party's neck and the base of her ears were also starting to turn red.
Could it be that the boss had a second form?
"I can't take it anymore! I thought you weren't in cahoots with the Snake Tribe!
Now it looks like a madwoman like you is entirely capable of buying their poison!"
Hearing this sentence, Ai'na's scorching hot body trembled.
"What... ah... did you say..."
(SHMOLL: MC turned quite dumb these few chapters.)
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