Vivian is Going to Break Down

A wisp of cool breeze swept by.

The whole place fell silent.

Vivian covered her burning cheeks and said shyly, "Um... It's not like this wouldn't work, if His Highness wanted to play some special games with Vivian... Pretending to be the Ancestor... It's not...”

(╯‵皿′)╯︵┻━┻

"I'm not playing any games with you!!"

Lynn was trembling!

Was this really his descendant?!

At such a young age, her thoughts were already so improper; when she grew up, she'd really become a monster!

Lynn was almost going crazy.

No!

I can't take it anymore!!

This descendant must be disciplined! Must be disciplined! Or else she'll definitely cause trouble in the future!

(▼皿▼#)

Without a word, right in front of Vivian's bewildered gaze, he pressed his wicked great-great-great-however-many-greats-granddaughter onto his knee and grabbed a nearby feather duster.

Smack smack smack smack smack smack—

He gave her bottom a fierce spanking.

"Ow!! It hurts!! Stop it, Your Highness! Vivian is in pain!!"

"I'll break! Vivian will break!"

Vivian screamed.

But that was impossible.

No matter how this wicked girl flailed, Lynn (〝▼皿▼) kept spanking her bottom.

Just like he used to discipline his daughter.

I'm so angry!

I'm so angry that my grave is about to smoke!

Today, I must discipline her until she's obedient! Damn it!

...

Half an hour later.

Lynn sat solemnly in his chair, holding a feather duster that had lost most of its feathers.

Vivian stood across from him, covering her swollen bottom, her gaze blank.

"This is what happened," Lynn said with his eyes closed.

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth. I am your Ancestor, the real Ancestor."

After the spanking, Lynn used the time to show her many things and information that could prove his identity.

Even many secrets known only to the descendants of the Violet Family, he told her all about them.

"We are blood-related."

Lynn extended his hand, his eyes closed, as two drops of blood slowly swirled around his palm.

"Although your bloodline is almost diluted to the point of disappearing, if I release my blood aura, you will feel it."

"Because you are a descendant of the Violet Family."

In an instant, Lynn released his blood aura.

Vivian shuddered all over.

She felt her blood boiling as if it wanted to burst out of her body and rush towards the young man in front of her.

"This is..." she murmured.

Lynn slowly opened his eyes and said, "Blood resonance, the best way to verify kinship."

Vivian was stunned.

She murmured, "So... you... really are my Ancestor... and not just a fan of my Ancestor..."

Lynn took a deep breath and said, "I've told you the reason behind all this. The reason I didn't want to reveal my identity now is that I was afraid it would bring you unnecessary trouble. I've only recovered about seventy to eighty percent of my strength in recent decades..."

"If you accidentally leak my identity, things will get complicated."

Vivian's mind was buzzing.

This was indeed a very, very difficult thing to digest.

But...

But...

She murmured, "So, I knocked out my Ancestor..."

Lynn nodded up and down and said, "Yes."

She stuttered, "And I confessed to my Ancestor..."

Lynn nodded and said, "Correct."

She murmured, "I feel like I've made it..."

Lynn closed his eyes and said, "You've made it big!"

Vivian stood up stiffly, like a short-circuited machine, and swayed towards the door, her gaze blank.

"I think I might still be dreaming... I must be dreaming now..."

Watching Vivian stagger towards the door, Sword Puppet swallowed hard and said in a daze, "Master... she's... she's broken... Princess Vivian seems to be broken..."

Lynn let out a long sigh.

There was no helping it.

After all, confessing to one's own Ancestor was undoubtedly a terrifying thing for a young girl experiencing her first love.

He waved his hand, and a wisp of light flashed.

Vivian immediately felt her eyes grow heavy, and her body went limp, falling.

But before she hit the ground, an invisible force gently supported her and laid her on the bed.

After covering her with a blanket, Lynn took a deep breath and said,

"Let her sleep well. Don't worry, if a woman of the Violet Family can't handle such a blow, then she's too weak."

Lynn smiled faintly and clapped his hands, saying,

"Remember my daughter? I accidentally left her in the depths of the Southern Desert, and she still crawled two thousand kilometers back home!"

Sword Puppet said in a daze, "How old was your daughter at the time?"

Lynn smiled faintly and said, "Ten months."

"……"

"……"

Sword Puppet stared with wide eyes, cold sweat pouring down, and said, "Indeed... indeed worthy of being the bloodline of the Master... so... so fierce..."

But... isn't this something to be proud of...?

And... taking a ten-month-old to the desert... is that really okay...?

Watching Vivian sleep soundly, Lynn finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Sword Puppet, and said calmly,

"Alright, I'm going back to Winter Spring Valley. This place is left to you. I estimate that in a few days, major forces from across the continent will gather in Moonlily City. Vivian is still young, so the rest depends on you!"

Sword Puppet immediately straightened up and said, "Yes, Master!"

Then he hesitated and said, "Master, when will I see you again?"

Lynn smirked and said, "Not too long. A thousand years have passed, and the gods are about to descend. Although my strength has not yet reached its peak, I have spent a full thousand years comprehending the laws and have made some progress."

"When they descend, I will settle all past grudges with them!"

Lynn narrowed his eyes, a flash of killing intent in them.

Sword Puppet immediately focused, gritted his teeth, and said, "Rest assured, Master! If you need me, I will follow your footsteps at the first moment! I didn't participate in the Divine War a thousand years ago, but this time I absolutely won't miss it!"

Lynn nodded, very gratified.

He turned to leave.

Then he suddenly paused, feeling his pocket.

He almost forgot.

Yesterday, he used the gold coins from his master's little treasury to go to a spa...

"Um... Sword Puppet," Lynn coughed, "Your Master is a bit short on funds recently... can you lend me a few hundred gold coins?"

Sword Puppet immediately froze.

Then he hurriedly rummaged through his pockets, saying, "Master, you're embarrassing me... how can a Master borrow money from his puppet... I'm yours, let alone..."

Then he froze and said, "I have no money."

"……"

"……"

The surroundings fell into an eerie silence.

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