Lynn faced off against the consciousness above the Black Fortress, his gaze resolute. The Origins behind him made the purpose of his visit clear as well.
Everything that needed saying had been said, and Lynn had already answered everything that needed asking.
Now it was time to get straight to the point.
The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
The vast consciousness above the Black Fortress watched Lynn and finally spoke.
"What you're asking is for me to hand my own student over to someone who could turn into a monster at any moment and kill her. She has already died once. If you truly care about her, you should set her free, not expose her to this danger again."
She was clearly under immense pressure.
After all, she was facing the Six Great Origins from Dark Night City.
Yet Lynn's expression remained calm.
He took a step forward, raised his head, and said:
"No. Leaving her alone would be what truly exposed her to danger. And I can tell you that our lives have long since become inseparable. This isn't a bond we can sever just because we want to, and I won't sever it. Black String Moon will only ever be my doll for the rest of her life. No one is taking her away."
His tone grew steadier and more forceful.
He had come here to bring his Miss Doll back, and no one was going to stop him.
"And what if I refuse?"
The Dollhouse's icy voice rang out.
Lynn looked up. "Then I'll have no choice but to take her by force and apologize afterward. But you can rest assured that I won't touch so much as a blade of grass in this Castle. Once I've cured her, I'll bring her back to apologize to you in