Chapter 141: There are cows! There are cows!

"Your Highness," Lynn said as the Third Imperial Princess hurried away, his hand tightly held by Ivyst. "Now we can go our separate ways."

"No," Ivyst frowned and insisted, "Come with us to the victory banquet. After all, this honor rightfully belongs to you."

"With me there, no one will dare to point fingers at you."

After disappearing during the level 0 Sealed Object incident, everyone in the Imperial Capital seemed to unanimously erase Lynn's contributions to the incident as if to cut off any chance of the Bartleion family's resurgence.

Everyone treated him as though he was already dead; naturally, the victory banquet was none of his concern.

This was an unfair affair.

Yet Lynn could only heave a helpless sigh.

If he were really dragged to the banquet, Ivyst might publically declare, "He is my Royal Consort." That would be like roasting him on the fire.

Moreover, Lynn had more pressing matters to attend to.

It had been over a year since he left the Imperial City.