After a long while, Lynn finally recovered from Little One's suffocating embrace, letting out a breath and wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
No! This situation developing in an abnormal direction must be stopped immediately!
Even though she really is 3,005 years old!
She's still a very small loli after all!
People shouldn't, at least they ought not!
Just as Lynn was contemplating solutions, a tentacle poked him from behind.
Lynn turned his head and immediately saw a terrifying face almost right in front of him. The storm-like breath from its nose blew against him noisily.
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Lynn stared wide-eyed, swallowing hard as he said:
"Uncle... is there something you need?"Titan Head narrowed his eyes, resembling the head of a majestic lion, and said gloomily:
"Since you—can temporarily return my daughter—to her original form—could you—"
His expression slowly began to look somewhat unnatural.
"I mean—"
Lynn stared wide-eyed, his body stiff, not daring to move a muscle.
"That—"
*Smack—*
Before he could finish speaking, a tentacle from behind sent him rolling out over ten meters like a ball.
Lynn stared speechlessly at Titan Head, who rolled out like a ball with smoke coming from his head.
"Useless thing—stammering when asking for help—acting arrogantly—you've really lost all face!"
Godweaver Head had her eyes closed, veins throbbing at her temples.
Lynn stared wide-eyed, swallowing hard.
That hit seemed to carry some personal grudges too...
In an instant.
Godweaver Head, who had taken Titan Head's place, instantly revealed an extremely gentle and friendly smile on her face, as if by magic.
But because her entire face was too terrifying, the smile actually made her look even more sinister.
"Hohohohohoho—"
Godweaver Head covered her mouth with a tentacle, like a reserved noblewoman, her gaze full of praise and laughter as she looked at Lynn, making his hair stand on end and his SAN value plummet.
"I knew it—I didn't misjudge you—our son-in-law—is unexpectedly outstanding—"
Lynn's hair stood completely on end.
"Our daughter's judgment—is absolutely correct—the more I look at you, the harder it is to dislike you—having a virtuous son-in-law like you in our family—I could really laugh out loud in my dreams—"
Lynn (꒪Д꒪)ノ
Even the way she refers to me has changed!!
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Lynn stared wide-eyed and said: "Um, Auntie..."
Godweaver Head covered her mouth (ﾉ´▽｀)ﾉ♪ and said: "Why still call me Auntie—so impolite—time to change how you address me—like Little One—call me Mom—calling me Mom is so much more intimate—hehehehe—"
[Ding! Lynn's SAN -10]
Lynn sat dazedly on Little One's lap, opening his mouth but unable to say a word.
The image of being thrown into the air and swung around and around reappeared in his mind.
Do things change this quickly?
Lynn let out a breath, rubbing his temples as he said:
"I'll still... call you Auntie for now. Auntie, do you also want me to help you, to reproduce your past form like I did with Little One?"
As soon as these words were spoken.
Godweaver Head's smile became even more radiant as she covered her mouth:
"No—no—as a mother-in-law—how could I make demands of my son-in-law—that would be truly immodest—hehehehe—"
Then she instantly leaned closer, her huge eyes suddenly approaching to less than a meter away from Lynn, saying seriously:
"Can we do it now?"
Lynn said dazedly: "Uh, I guess so..."
......
More than ten seconds later.
Lynn stood in Little One's palm, seriously gazing at the slightly nervous and uneasy Godweaver Head in the distance. He stretched out his hand and said solemnly:
"Auntie, first you need to understand that my ability has significant limitations!"
"Although the mental energy consumption won't exhaust me, there's an important prerequisite: you need to completely lower your guard against me. Otherwise, with your power, even the slightest resistance..."
"This ability cannot possibly activate successfully!"
Godweaver Head looked somewhat nervous and said: "I'm ready—"
Lynn nodded seriously.
[Ding! You are activating "Echoes of the Past". Do you wish to immediately affect the target?]
"Yes!"
[Ding! Detected target's rejection level towards you: 50%, resistance level towards you: 12%, trust bonus towards you: 0%]
Lynn: "......"
Looking at the slightly nervous Godweaver Head, Lynn let out a breath, lowered his hand and said:
"Auntie, you're still too resistant towards me. Relax a bit, don't think of me as someone you dislike or a threatening creature. Otherwise, I really can't succeed..."
Godweaver Head thought for a moment, then her gaze turned serious as she said;
"—Now—it's fine—"
She looked completely confident.
[Ding! Target's rejection level towards you: 60%, resistance level towards you: 21%.]
"......"
"Why did it increase? I really can't help you like this!"
Lynn grew anxious.
Godweaver Head thought for a moment and said seriously: "Wait a moment—let me adjust my state—"
Then, under Lynn's watchful gaze, Godweaver Head turned around, muttering to herself, and took more than ten deep breaths.
Then she turned her head back, looking seriously at Lynn as she said:
"Now can..."
But before she could finish speaking, she covered her forehead with a tentacle, frowning as she turned her head away, murmuring:
"No—I'm still not ready—as soon as I see you—I automatically equate you with 'the bastard who tricked my daughter'—I—I can't help it..."
Lynn: "......"
A long time passed.
Until Lynn was already feeling discouraged and ready to give up.
Godweaver Head suddenly looked serious and said: "Thought of—a solution—"
Lynn had a "?" above his head.
*Click—*
Under Lynn's astonished gaze, Godweaver Head seriously extended a tentacle, then transformed the end of that tentacle into something resembling a pocket watch.
She flicked it.
Then the "pocket watch" began swinging before her eyes.
"Could it be..." Lynn stood up in shock.
Godweaver Head's eyes seriously followed the swinging "pocket watch" as she said: "I was once—the most powerful shaman—of the Titan Clan—hypnosis is—my specialty—"
"Wait a moment—let me erase my bias against you—it'll be quick—"
Then Lynn heard the words she was muttering.
"He is my friendly and harmless son-in-law—he is not the bastard who abducted my daughter—not the unscrupulous and perverted lolicon—not the scoundrel who likes older women—"
"I haven't thought about dismembering him—swallowing him alive—skinning him—draining his blood—turning him into a doll—"
Lynn listened dazedly to the various tortures directed at him that reached his ears.
All counted, he tallied 121 different varieties.
This... this malicious?
It seems if not for Little One's relationship.
His survival until now was somewhat miraculous!
Several minutes passed.
"Activate."
Godweaver Head seriously narrowed her eyes, a purple glow emanating from them.
She immediately closed her eyes heavily, all her tentacles drooping down.
"While I'm hypnotized..." she murmured dreamily.
"Hurry up and do it to me..."
Her voice grew lower and lower, until it was almost as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Remember... the reproduction time is... 4,500 years ago..."
"That was... my most glorious... time..."
She had hypnotized herself.
[Ding! Target's rejection level towards you reduced to 0, resistance level towards you reduced to 0!]
Hearing the system prompt in his ear, Lynn's gaze immediately turned serious.
Success or failure depends on now!
"Reproduction time! 4,500 years ago!"
[Do you wish to immediately activate "Echoes of the Past"?]
"Yes!"
Lynn said deeply.
*Hum—*
In an instant, dazzling light surged forth.
This time's reproduction immediately made Lynn feel an unprecedented pressure.
Because although all aspects of rejection had dropped to 0, first there was no trust bonus, and second this was essentially a deceptive method, unlike Little One who truly believed in him from the bottom of her heart.
Lynn gritted his teeth, struggling to maintain the reproduction.
Hopefully it will succeed on the first try...
Otherwise...
And then in the next moment, Lynn suddenly roared, pouring all his mental energy into it.
*Hum—*
The light instantly converged.
Lynn collapsed breathlessly in Little One's hand, gazing at the surging light screen.
It should be...
Successful.
Slowly.
As the light dissipated.
Godweaver Head, feeling the changes in her body, immediately woke herself from the hypnosis. She almost couldn't wait, urgently looking down at herself.
Has it changed back?
Have I returned to my most glorious form?
The time before I married that waste, when I was still the noble shaman...
Godweaver!
The next moment.
A familiar pair of small hands wearing black silk gloves came into her view.
She was immediately stunned.
Then she immediately saw the small, swan-like black dress she was wearing on her body, and the almost completely flat chest with no substance at all...
She opened her mouth, trying to make a sound.
Immediately, a childish voice reminiscent of a little villainess came from her mouth.
*Hum—*
Her gaze instantly became vacant.
Could it be...