Upon seeing this, Ivyst, despite still being filled with anger, couldn’t help but take a deep breath after recalling the hard-earned final oute of their earlier discussion.
Just a short time ago, a light that pierced through the heavens and earth pletely erased the mythic form of Beatrice, leaving the few of them pletely drained of strength for a long time before they could barely catch their breath.
For Ivyst, that was an act of slaying a divine being.
Even if most of the deed was done by that despicable woman, it was ultimately her body that was used, and naturally, she gained quite a few benefits.
Perhaps after this affair, once she returned to the manor, she might soon advance to bee the youngest Seventh-Rank Saint in the nation, only one step away from being a divine being.
However, those were not the focus.
After knowing that her disobedient little dog had been lured away by someone, her mind had been fixated on one thought from the beginning to the end: to kill that despicable woman, Tiya Yohusti.
A Doomsday Witch from a hundred thousand years later was already enough of a headache for her, and now there appeared another "sister."
Especially since the other party also had her future self to back her up, this gave Ivyst an unprecedented sense of crisis.
However, previously due to Lynn’s life hanging by a thread and the earth-shattering kneel of Goddess Tiya, a petitive spirit was ignited in Ivyst, and she didn’t want to lose to this woman at any cost, which led her to suppress her irreconcilable hatred and focus wholeheartedly on rescuing Lynn.
Now that the matter had concluded, she naturally had no reservations.
Thus, the moment she barely recovered, Ivyst struck without warning, determined to kill Tiya on the spot.
Yet, at the critical moment, her attack was unexpectedly blocked by that vile Doomsday Witch.
"There exists a deal between her future self and me; before it’s concluded, you cannot lay a hand on her."
Gazing at the two women who subtly formed an alliance, Ivyst’s expression was ice-cold.
However, the real trouble was yet to e.
"There’s another matter to notify you," the Doomsday Witch continued without leaving room for thought, "I’m taking my believer with me."
"Currently, he has attracted the attention of the World Will, and will inevitably face a series of interception and targeting. Your strength is too weak; you cannot protect him adequately."
"That’s impossible."
Ivyst rejected the proposal instantly, her expression dark, a fleeting murderous look in her eyes.
She well knew the peculiar nature of Lynn, who did not exist in the past nor the future, thus even if taken to a hundred thousand years later, he would not cause any disturbance to the established world timeline.
But how could Ivyst stand by and watch them freely manipulate Lynn’s future?
Only she herself could decide the fate of her own little dog.
"I’m not here to negotiate with you." Although the Miss Witch had just slain a deity, she appeared serenely calm, just as if it was something she had done countless times, "Even if it es down to a vote, excluding Lynn, my side holds the majority."
"Or do you think you qualify as my opponent?"
The future Second Generation Bright Moon Goddess, now Tiya, remained silent, seeming to confirm her stance.
Thus, as the Doomsday Witch mentioned, none would stand on the side of Ivyst.
Princess with a slight squint said, "A mere Spirit Thought Body dare to spout nonsense in front of me; you really are..."
"Let’s just vote!"
Sensing the escalating tension, Lynn, who initially wanted to play the quail, had no choice but to stand up at the critical moment.
He had initially thought that this group, having just joined forces to resolve a major crisis, would not be sisterly, but at least in the aftermath, they would show some respect to each other.
Unexpectedly, things turned out in a way he had hoped not to see.
At the moment his words fell, three different expressions turned towards him.
Upon seeing this, Lynn stiffly said, "I think, in deciding the future ownership, my... cough, alright, my own wishes are not important."
Noticing Miss Witch’s cold eyes, along with Ivyst’s expressionless face, he took a deep breath, ignoring Goddess Tiya’s resentful gaze.
"But even if we want to decide the oute through voting, there seems to be another party involved who hasn’t expressed an opinion from beginning to end."
Lynn gesturing towards Tiya, who had not yet awakened from her stupor, spoke slowly.
Suddenly, everyone fell silent.
Unsure how long passed, the Doomsday Witch finally spoke softly, "Since that’s the case, let’s proceed as you suggested."
Upon hearing this, Lynn sighed in relief.
Ivyst, however, glanced at him, her red eyes containing a clearly mocking but also threatening hint of "settling scores later."
...
"That’s to say... you need me to cast the final vote to decide Lynn’s final belonging?"
After finally grasping the situation, facing the gazes of four people, Tiya spoke with some hesitation.
At that moment, she had not yet recovered from the joy of regaining Lynn and the relief of escaping her fate, when she was hurried to make a decision.
Even for Tiya, this was somewhat overwhelming.
However, one concern weighed heavily on her.
If she chose to stand with her future self and cast a vote for Miss Witch, did it mean that her past self could no longer meet Lynn every day like she does now?
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