Was that somewhere you were supposed to touch?!
Sure, her breastplate could give you a foothold, but you couldn't just grab any protruding bit to haul yourself up!!
Forgive him, Matriarch! Amitabha Buddha!
At last, Lynn hauled himself up in front of the Self-Binding Angel. His little face, eyes wide, faced the Matriarch's exquisitely sculpted, holy face. Her closed eyes, her high nose bridge, and the holy aura washing over him instantly made Lynn feel profoundly blasphemous.
Lynn glanced back at Sir Awen in the distance.
Sir Awen raised a trembling fist.
"Forgive me, Matriarch. Once I've borrowed this blessing, I'll definitely return it someday."
Lynn spoke softly.
Then he silently recited the Tao Te Ching in his head.
Then he leaned in.
Smack-
The sound carried far through the silent Great Hall.
Sir Awen covered his forehead.
You were supposed to press your cheek against hers!! Not kiss her on the lips!! And why did you have to kiss her so loudly!!
That little brat!!
Amitabha Buddha! Amitabha Buddha!
[Ding! You have obtained the blessing of Angel's Kiss. Time remaining: 24 hours.]
Only with great reluctance did Lynn finally finish kissing her. With the innocent, wide eyes of a child his age, he looked at the strand of saliva stretching between them, then at the revered, holy Matriarch before him. This did not look good.
He prayed softly.
"Teacher, I'm about to do something really dangerous, so I had to borrow just a tiny bit. If I've offended you in any way, you can find a time to kiss me back. I, Lynn, absolutely won't resist. Lynn swears it!"
Sir Awen said urgently, "What are you still muttering about up there? Get back here!"
Lynn nodded.
Then he started to climb down.
Then his gaze shifted.
He