I, the spiritual mentor of beautiful girls from all over the world

……

The scene changes the next second.

Lynn's perspective led him to a spiral corridor composed of countless broken mirrors.

Each mirror reflects the death of "Claudia Enfield".

Betrayed by his most trusted companion, he was stabbed through the heart.

He was assassinated by a lurking assassin who slit his throat.

Exhausted on the stage of the Star Martial Festival, his body was cut in half at the waist by his opponent's Radiant Armor.

Even in his sleep, he was completely consumed by a power he couldn't control called Pandora...

A thousand and one futures.

Leading to the same ending.

--die.

……

This drama.

It's really wonderful.

But in Lynn's eyes, that wasn't enough.

It also lacks the most crucial polishing.

So, he used two months of his free time to add some color to her script, which she had worked on for three years.

Her first "stage appearance" was when she was preparing to face her 287th death.

The assassin in the dream raised his dagger.

But the expected death did not come.

After a muffled thud, she opened her eyes in confusion and saw a crystal chandelier that had "just happened" to fall, pinning the assassin to the ground.

A figure in a black trench coat and hood pulled her out of the shadows.

That was her first dream in which she did not die.

She was incredulous, just staring blankly at the figure until dawn woke her up.

The second time, she mustered her courage and tried to talk to him in her dream.

Just then, a twisted monster lunged out of the shadows.

She thought she was going to die again.

But the monster stepped into the trap he had prepared the next second and was pierced through.

She was stunned once again.

That was the second time she hadn't died in her dream.

In this way, Lynn shaped herself into the only, silent hero in her desperate dream.

After she got used to this nightly salvation.

Lynn then began the second phase of "teaching".

He began to prolong the time he was in public.

From every night to once every three days.

Then a week, half a month...

This sudden suspension bridge effect plunged her into a panic far greater than death itself.

It also taught her to cherish.

After waiting for a full two weeks, he finally reappeared.

The moment she saw him, she rushed over and hugged him tightly.

He did not push him away.

Overwhelmed with joy, she lost all sense of self.

She even stood on tiptoe, wanting to kiss that handsome profile.

but--

Just as her lips were about to touch—

She woke up with a start.

From that day on, she understood the "rules".

She can hug, she can confide, but any more outrageous action will immediately banish her from this warm dream.

However, this was the only hope.

—After disappearing for a full six months.

Her pent-up despair, filled with all her longing and panic, finally exploded last night.

The pure star-type weapon named [Pandora] sensed her collapse and became more violent than ever before.

It broke the rule of "one death per night".

It created an endless, never-ending cycle of death for her in her dreams!

Torn apart, devoured, burned...

In her final moments, as her reason completely vanished, she used her last strength to call out the name of the 'hero' she herself had given him, over and over again.

"Mr. End...Mr. End...Save me...!"

then.

He showed up.

He lifted her from the pool of blood.

That night, he didn't have time to set up a "trap".

He simply held her in his arms, and in that insane dream, they fled for a night.

He held me in his arms, and I could hear the wind in my ears, feeling the warmth that kept me from terror.

She experienced an unprecedented and ultimate happiness.

The dream subsided before dawn.

Claudia trembled violently in his arms.

She raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tears. The first thing she asked was not gratitude, but a plea.

Will you... disappear again?

He remained silent as always.

Then, Claudia, nestled in his arms, stared at him.

Watching his body, starting from his fingertips, gradually transform into countless golden particles of light.

She tried desperately to hold on.

But they couldn't grasp anything.

That warm embrace, which held all her hopes, was cruelly taken from her right before her eyes.

Dissipate completely.

……

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Chapter 147: Drained and Enrolled! Lynn's Ninth Wing!

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

A profound silence fell over the entire suite.

Lynn sat on the soft sofa, calmly gazing at the frosted glass door.

He was waiting.

He awaited a grand performance, the script of which had already been written, to be staged solely for him.

"Click."

The bathroom door lock was gently turned open.

The door was pulled open a crack from the inside.

Large plumes of white steam, carrying the scent of violets, gushed out from the cracks in the door.

Followed by.

A bare foot, as white as jade, emerged from the mist and lightly stepped onto the floor.

Claudia Enfield came out.

She was loosely wrapped in a large white bathrobe.

Her wet blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, and droplets of water from the ends of her hair slowly slid down the graceful curve of her collarbone.

Finally, it disappeared into that terrifying, shadowy place.

As the gaze shifts from the shadows, all that comes into view is skin with an alluring pink hue.

Her skin was covered in water droplets, and she didn't even bother to wipe them dry.

It’s not that I don’t want to.

But I dare not.

She was afraid that if she lingered in the bathroom even a little longer, the figure on the sofa would appear just like in her dream last night.

It transformed into countless particles of light and vanished silently.

But this time... nothing.

The figure on the sofa remained sitting there quietly.

Claudia looked at him and smiled.

So, step by step, she walked toward Lynn.

Perhaps because she had just taken a bath, her face still had a noticeable flush.

Lynn's gaze met her sea-blue eyes.

Besides shyness, there was something hotter and more dangerous.

Just as she was about to walk up to Lynn.

——Crash.

It is hailed as "a spectacular sight among the six flowers".

Just like that, without any warning, it was all for him alone.

--silent.

—In full bloom.

Lynn's expression froze instantly.

At that moment, he even forgot to breathe.

The stunning and breathtaking scene before them was clearly reflected in their eyes.

Claudia, from that shock, obtained the "truth" she wanted.

The next second, under Lynn's "dazed" gaze.

She took a step forward, knelt down in front of him, and then grabbed his hand that was frozen in mid-air!

It was pressed down heavily on something that couldn't be controlled with one hand!