Chapter 125: Your Highness, I Met the Future You_3

"If you continue to ignore my words, I won't hesitate to drink the liquid in this bottle."

As he spoke, he uncorked the bottle with one hand and slowly brought it to his lips.

"..."

Ivyst stopped in her tracks.

But for some reason, a peculiar expression flashed through her crimson, beautiful eyes.

"You... want to die again?"

Ivyst's tone held a touch of curiosity, as though the scene before her was something she'd seen before.

Yet Lynn had no memory of it.

Hearing her words, a faint sense of foreboding flickered in his heart.

Still, at this point, there was no turning back for him.

"That's right," Lynn said softly. "Compared to being raised like an animal, with no autonomy even over basic needs, I'd rather die."

After a moment of silence, Ivyst spoke: "This bottle of medicine, it must be something Aphia secretly got for you, isn't it?"

"..."

Lynn didn't respond, only furrowing his brow slightly.